Reap – Trifextra Week 80

August 9, 2013freyathewriter 28 Comments

This weekend, the Trifecta team’s Trifextra challenge asks us to write only 33 words, including the word ‘tooth’, but excluding stories of milk-teeth tooth loss.

Here’s my offering this week. It’s weird, came out of nowhere and I’m not sure what to make of it – are you? Let me know!

And… why not visit here to read all the other brilliant offerings?! Or, take part yourself….

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– Reap –

I created a monster out of you.

I moulded you to my desires.

I wished. Here you are.

Like the jagged tooth of a cheap comb, you cut me.

And

Made

Me

Bleed.

Perspective – Friday Fictioneers

August 8, 2013August 9, 2013freyathewriter 44 Comments

Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - Renee Heath

Copyright – Renee Heath

– Perspective –

“Mr Riordan – may I call you Aaron?”

“No, you are a mere journalist. You may not.”

“Mister Riordan, your latest installation seems to be yet another spectacular failure!”

She readied herself for the right hook. He was unpredictable at the best of times.

Nothing happened.

“I’ve lost my edge,” he whispered. “I’m done in. I can’t do this any more…”

“No, no, no!”

“All I wanted was for one person to look at my Bloke In A Dress – instead, everyone turned away!”

“Mr Riordan – please. People here don’t like what’s different, they can’t cope with it. So they look away. It’s them, not you.”

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Click the blue froggy to read other writers’ offerings – and enjoy!

Hidden in Plane Sight – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

August 7, 2013freyathewriter 9 Comments

Here is my offering for Alastair’s Photo Fiction this week, inspired by the photo below. Why not take part? And why not visit his photography and writing blog to take a look at his other photos…?

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– Hidden in Plane Sight –

“Look here, Givens, you need to paint the camouflage in properly! Here, give me your brush, for Pete’s sake.”

Archie Givens nodded, pretending to listen and pay attention as the uniformed NCO swirled the grey-green paint over the canvas in front of him.

“See? That’s the way! Make it count, boy! Now get your finger out!”

Archie took the paintbrush and started again, feigning concentration. Satisfied at last, the military man strode away, making a beeline for the cafeteria.

Archie dropped his brush into the paint tin and shook his head at his best mate Johnny, who was curled up on the ground laughing silently, tears running down his cheeks.

“He don’t half get me goat! I’ll bloody swing for him! It’s not as if the Jerry pilots’ll be checking my artwork on these decoys from thousands of feet up!”

Johnny sniggered, then picked up the brush and daubed out a female pin-up, complete with nipped in waist, large breasts and a come-hither pout.

“Just in case, eh ? One last moment of joy for ‘em before our ack ack girls shoot ’em down!”

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This is my tribute to the many artists, builders, engineers and visionaries who worked on the K, Q and Starfish decoy sites in the UK during World War II, not forgetting the women of the ATS who risked their lives manning anti-aircraft guns.