This week I’ve written a reply to Mr Binks’ story Docked Her which can be read here (Mr Binks did this with my story last week… and oh what fun it can be!)
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She wanted to tell her father. But there was never a good moment. If he wasn’t at the dental surgery he was away fishing on the high seas.
Dad was a dentist and a fisherman. Just like his father. And father’s father.
But she wanted something else. He just wouldn’t understand.
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On the weekend our writers group held a live reading event at a local coffee shop in NSW, Australia. I was lucky enough to be the MC, and before introducing each of the readers I shared one of my Friday Fictioneers pieces. They went down a treat (Rochelle, you would be very proud)! To read about the event, follow this link.
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Image by Douglas M. MacIlroy at http://ironwoodwind.wordpress.com/
‘It’s our 10 year anniversary for God’s sake!’
He hadn’t listened. He’d insisted on wearing his slippers to the club.
Frayed at the edges, dripped-tea stained across the toes, one sole almost completely worn through.
‘They’re just so comfortable,’ he’d said.
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I’m in the backseat. And the car is surrounded by goats.
‘Mavis. Susie. Clementine.’ He acknowledges each of them as they pass.
‘Darl, look! It’s Josie. She’s just about to pop like you.’
I groan as another contraction reaches its peak.
He furrows his brow and mutters, ‘She seems to be handling it better though.’
‘Just. Get. Us. Moving! For God’s sake.’
‘Oh look, Darl! Josie’s coming to say hello.
The goat sticks her head through the open back window and bleats a loud ‘baaaaa’ right into my face.
I really shouldn’t have married a goat farmer.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see:
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/05/14/16-may-2014/
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Image by B. W. Beacham at http://salmonfishingqueen.wordpress.com/
‘It’s terminal,’ said the doctor, ‘there’s nothing I can do.’
Stuck in the mud, waves lapping at her wheels, she thought about her colourful life. Since her first day as a shopping trolley she loved her job. She got to meet the most interesting people: from young singles to elderly couples who had been together for years.
But the mums with babies were her favourite. The babies always drooled all over her but she gladly put up with that for the chance to hear their babbles and look into their sweet, innocent eyes.
She, herself, never had children.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see:
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/05/07/9-may-2014/
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Image by Björn Rudberg at http://brudberg.wordpress.com
The blind date is going well until the passionfruit brulee arrives.
Inspired by the dessert and committed to getting deeper than small talk, I foolishly ask, ‘What’s your passion?’
‘What do you mean… passion?’
Passion.
The man in the corner, eyes closed, strums his guitar. The chef in the kitchen licks the spoon before adding one more pinch of salt. The woman outside swears into her phone. The taxi driver blasts his horn in frustration.
My date shrugs and says, ‘I kinda like cake.’
Cake.
I let out a long sigh.
‘Waiter! Can I have this brulee to go?’
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see:
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/04/23/25-april-2014/
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Like to read something longer from Jessie Ansons? Check out her recent blog post entitled Back to the daily commute.
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Image by Douglas M. MacIlroy at http://ironwoodwind.wordpress.com/
Big Ted has a temporary house made of cushions from the lounge. His car is parked out front. He uses a tea-towell for a bed, and a tissue box for a chair. Jemima lives in the fully-furnished doll’s house. It is spacious with two storeys and a pool.
Little Rabbit is on the carpet between the houses. He doesn’t really have a home anymore and he doesn’t want to choose. It was easier when Jemima and Big Ted lived together.
Under the tiny cotton nose on Little Rabbit’s face, someone with a permanent marker has drawn a big black frown.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see:
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/04/16/18-april-2014
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Hidden in the darkness above the lights and perched on a dusty beam he watches her perform. She throws her body across the wooden floor: the passion, the pain, the sorrow of lost love.
Next to him sits a little grey mouse.
They wait for the audience to leave.
Then, the mouse scurries along the beam and hops to the floor, hoping to find something to eat.
He swings down too, hoping to catch her before she leaves. Hoping to tell her how he feels.
Hoping to find dropped food.
Hoping to find lost love.
But they find neither.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/28-march-2014/
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Want to read more from Jessie Ansons? Check my post on our recent trip to Singapore called Is travelling with a baby difficult? Not necessarily…
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‘Hurry, scurry!’ she says impatiently.
Her toes grip either side of the trunk and she pulls up onto the next branch.
She’ll say that to me one hundred and fifty-three times. As we ride our bikes along the pier in the rain, as I clamber through her window on a warm Tuesday night, as I leaf through the menu at La Petite Castille, as I muddle my words down on one shaky knee, as I work out the meaning of two lines versus one.
‘Hurry, scurry!’
But for now, she simply wants me to climb the tree.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochout elle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/28-march-2014/
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Want to read more from Jessie Ansons? Check my post on the search for the perfect Una-don called It’s a moray: My love for Japanese eel.
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Click-a-clack. Click-a-clack. Click-a-clack.
That’s the sound 3-inch stiletto heels make on a boardwalk.
Click-a-clack.
Her body is hidden under the loose pants and man’s jacket. From a distance you wouldn’t know she’d dressed up.
Click-a-clack. Click-a-clack.
But he always had a thing for heels.
Click-a-clack. Click-
She stops at the end of the boardwalk and peers over the edge.
Waits.
Ka-plonk.
That’s the sound 3-inch stiletto heels make when dropped into water.
Her face is covered by sunglasses. From a distance you wouldn’t know she’d been crying.
Silently, she turns and walks back to the shore.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/05/7-march-2014/
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Want to read more from Jessie Ansons? Check out my recent blog post about how my husband proposed: The greatest of all marriage proposals
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Image by Danny Bowman at http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/05/7-march-2014/
‘Why would you bother?’
I knew they’d say that.
‘It takes half a day to reach the summit, you know?’
Yet here I am.
The breeze has turned cool and fresh. I smell the smoke of the recent eruption. I can taste the ash on my tongue. And I hear… nothing.
‘Why would you bother?’
Emphasis on the ‘you’.
I kneel down and pour out some water for Lola.
Just one more breath to savour the silence.
‘Come on, girl.’
I tug on her harness and she leads me, one step at a time, back down the path.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/05/7-march-2014/
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