TT #21

“They’re out there.”

She was really starting to get on my nerves. I knew they were out there. I’d seen them, I’d been chased by them, legging it down the road screaming in terror as hordes followed me. I didn’t need her to tell me they were out there.

Once Upon a Time Contest

Carl says “write“. Challenge issued; a story in one hundred words. But– and here’s the problem– no repetition allowed. So let us begin… Fingers strike keys. Hesitate. Erase. Start again… More difficult than it first sounded. Quick, fumble for that thesaurus, what’s another way of saying happy? Content? Blissful? Jovial? Exultant? Maybe “on cloud nine”?? […]

Bread

It appears that it has been quite some time since I last wrote any fiction. Although I suppose that whole inane post regarding the love between chickens and cows and their offspring could be considered a strange form of fiction. Any way, I’ve decided that I’m going to use the LunaNina words as inspiration. Each week:”(providing you remember that just because I say that I intend to do something doesn’t actually mean that it will happen)”: I’ll pick one of her words and maybe write something inspired by it. This week Bread

Tiercyl 1.2

So got a text message this morning from “da mudder” who informs me that brother #5[1] is in hospital, undergoing surgery for an elbow injury. He was playing a game of rugby[2] and got tackled and damaged some bone in his arm. It is fractured and partly detaching from where it should be. So he’ll probably be sport-free until after Christmas. That’ll really annoy him. Specially considering that it was only a Sligo game, and he’d finally been picked for the Connacht team, not to mention his playing for the school[3]

My brothers, the accident-prone.

Anyways, more of the fic under the cut iffin your interested.
Read more about Tiercyl 1.2

Linknotes:

  1. the youngest boy. He’s around 16 now I suppose.
  2. what else?
  3. he was headhunted there at the start of the school year by his current school