Beautiful Tyrant
There is a tale of a beautiful queen. She is as beautiful as a morning sunrise that brings a tear to the eye while taking your breath away. None could surpass…
Sleeptalking Man
Okay, this is bound to end somewhere entirely inappropriate, but I can't resist. My brother showed me this hilarious blog. It's all stuff this mild-mannered British guy says in his sleep. We all howled reading them around the table, doing some extemporaneous sanitizing as our grandmother was there. Your challenge is to first go to http://sleeptalkinman.blogspot.com and enjoy. Really, just enjoy the heck out of his random comments. Look for the one about the banana. Then, and here's where we could run into trouble, write a ficly that involves one or more of his random comments. There are some real gems that could go beautifully into a story, so take your time. Find a good one. Weave it in beautifully. Bonus points for grammar correctness and getting the quotes in without it feeling awkward or forced. Also bonus points if you can get a decent story around the quote.
Challengers
12 entriespuppy eyes
“Schnitzel!” Ben bellowed. A mildly overweight beagle soon appeared, wheezing from the strenuous walk from his dog bed to his master. A great distance of…
The Great Flood
Alvion tore down the mountainside, hoping his legs would support him at his frantic pace. He screamed as he ran, warning the town to prepare themselves: “She’s…
Nominative determinism at work (June 23rd, 2010)
The man was drunk. Really, utterly blasted. So much so, that I wondered how he was still standing. He held the webbing strap so tightly that his knuckles were…
Momentary Drag: June 12 2010
*Repeat Please* The sign flashed in a neon blaze a couple of millimeters away in my sight. *Repeat Please* It flickered, momentarily allowing the blank space…
May 15, 2010
Wayne looked at Sara, and the pile of packages at her feet. He had begged and pleaded with her to stop. They had tried therapy, medicati0ns and cutting up her…
The Yard (May 17th, 2010)
Flurries of damp snow were beginning to settle in wind driven piles in the corners of the barren yard. Men shuffled around the space, some with limp cigarettes…
May 27, 2010
The dog, finally released from the rope which had been holding it to the post, ran off yelping and limping just a little. I turned to my friend, who was…
May 22, 2010
“Daddy!” cried the beastly girl who had dragged her unwitting father into my store, “I want one of those!” she yelled at her father who was talking on his…