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Post by Mel » Sat Feb 01, 2014 8:06 pm

I thought I would start a writing topic. Short stories, poetry, prose etc. Anything really, as long as it is all original and all your own work.

A few years ago I wrote some 100 word stories on another site. These stories had to be exactly 100 words long, which took a lot of editing. Here is a couple...



The strong Easterly wind sent the breakers crashing to the shore. He felt the spray but it wasn’t this that stung his eyes and caused the tears. He remembered the times they had spent here, their favourite place and a lump came to his throat.

Memories came back of summer paddling in the shallows, cooling down under the shade of a parasol with a cold drink.

With a heavy heart he vowed never to return. Wearily he walked home; home to a lonely house. In his hand an empty collar and lead, a poignant reminder of what he had lost.


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He had woken early in fact he had hardly slept at all. It was the excitement; he had decided to ‘do it’.

Leaving the house he felt perturbed at the thought of letting his loving family down; from an early age his parents had warned him about the dangers of ‘doing it’, they were going to be very disappointed in him. But he was going through with it; he wasn’t going to be the odd one out anymore.

The time had come to ‘do it’. Picking his spot not far from the Army barracks Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall….
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Post by funkychick » Sun Feb 02, 2014 7:31 pm

We ought to get Ken on here I've had half a dozen poems accepted for publishing but haven't written any for years and years
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Post by Mel » Sun Feb 02, 2014 8:16 pm

funkychick wrote:I've had half a dozen poems accepted for publishing but haven't written any for years and years
I have never been a great poetry fan although I am not adverse to reading some of the more popular stuff. Have tried writing verse but my poetry tends to end up being bawdy limericks similar to 'There was an old man from North Walsham' type :)

Maybe you will start writing again Funkychick, myself and others I am sure would be pleased to read it.

Here is another 100 word story...

‘Let it be…Let it be…Let it be’ the Beatles sang softly on the radio, but she was adamant she was not going to let it be! Over breakfast her husband had tried to calm her down, told her not to worry it was nothing. But that was not her way; some would say she was stubborn, bloody minded even, but why should she put up with it; she was going to get it sorted once and for all.

Angrily she stamped up the stairs.

Staring into the bathroom mirror she squeezed the yellow head on the end of her nose.
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Post by Suffolkboy » Sun Mar 09, 2014 7:27 pm

The contents of the yellow head suddenly transfered to the mirror slowly trickling and winding down the glass,her nose tingled and her eyes began to water with the tears trickling down her cheeks.
"Yes" she said out aloud," it is done".
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Post by Mel » Mon Mar 10, 2014 9:06 am

Luckily I had my breakfast eggs a few hours ago Suffolkboy ;) :)

Here is another 100 word story:

All that stood before him and glory was the goalkeeper. His right foot swung at the ball as the goalkeeper rushed towards him. As soon as his foot made contact with the ball he knew he had hit it sweetly and it bulleted towards the top corner of the net.

A loud ‘Yeessss’ burst from his lips as the ball smashed into the net. Starting a triumphant dance around the sprawled goalkeeper he jeeringly said “You couldn’t stop that beauty”

The dejected goalkeeper stood up and replied “Dad this is our back garden not Wembley and I am only eight”.
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Post by Suffolkboy » Mon Mar 10, 2014 9:49 am

Thats a good one Mel,I thought you were going to end it with,the goalkeeper saying" I couldn't stop it but the linesman has - It's Offside" !!!!!!
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Post by Mel » Tue Jun 10, 2014 9:19 am

Another 100 worder:

The sun beat down relentlessly on the sprawled figure on the desert sands. It was a woman; dressed in sweat stained clothing.

Her exposed skin was a vivid painful red, strands of hair lay across her sand encrusted face; her lips were parched and cracked.

She slowly lifted her head and through squinted eyes she saw a vulture slowly hopping towards her. She somehow held back her fear, her thoughts just concentrating on the reason she was in this situation…that man, that little man.

“Cut” cried the director. “Well done my darling that little man ‘Oscar’ will soon be yours”.
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Post by Suffolkboy » Thu Sep 04, 2014 8:34 pm

Just been having a wander and found your last story Mel. You must do some more.

Just about to post and thought the last of my teachers whilst at Pakefield Primary school was an Oscar. Now can you remember his surname ? Roundabout 1950. :roll:
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Post by Mel » Fri Sep 05, 2014 8:29 am

Suffolkboy wrote:Just about to post and thought the last of my teachers whilst at Pakefield Primary school was an Oscar. Now can you remember his surname ? Roundabout 1950. :roll:

No Suffolkboy I can only think of two Oscar's, one being Oscar Wilde who I am sure would have made a great English Lit. teacher in the 1950's if he had still been around; although it would be a bit worrying if he was a strict tutor and believed in corporal punishment , to have Oscar Wilde saying "Bend over the desk boy" would certainly be scary!!

The other Oscar I can think of is Oscar Peterson the Canadian jazz pianist who would certainly have been a super music teacher but I doubt very much if the Pakefield school governors in the 50's would have approved :)
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Post by boatbuilder » Fri Sep 05, 2014 8:53 am

What about Oscar Hammerstein? :D
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Post by funkychick » Fri Sep 05, 2014 8:59 am

Now we have the somewhat infamous Oscar Pistorius
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Post by boatbuilder » Fri Sep 05, 2014 9:33 am

Hmmm.... Like Oscar Wilde, he wouldn't have been around in the 1950's. ;)
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Post by boatbuilder » Sun Mar 01, 2015 6:51 pm

Just wondering if our resident artist, Suffolkboy, has been watching the BBC1 Sunday evening program - 'The Big Painting Challenge'?
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Post by Suffolkboy » Tue Mar 03, 2015 5:55 am

BB,

Oh yes!! Oh yes!! :D

I am thinking young Claire is one to watch - seems to have a natural style and sees the real picture, ie,paints what she sees and not what she thinks the subject should look like.
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Post by Dave » Mon Oct 31, 2016 11:56 am

I found this poem which, looking back at Mel's 100 word 'Humpty Dumpty' story and funkychick's poem suggestion, I thought might fit into this topic.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Till someone pushed him and made him fall.
Forensics were gathered and evidence found
To discover who scattered Humpty around.

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Were interviewed once, then questioned again
Suspects were constantly driven insane
Till finally someone cracked under the strain.

“I did it, I pushed him, I killed him”, he cried
“But really I’m sorry, way deep down inside.
It’s just that he constantly got all the fuss
But whoever wondered what happened to us?

Each night at bedtime, he takes all the glory
While we’re barely mentioned at all in the story
Yet what of us horses and all the kings men
Who couldn’t put Humpty together again.

We should be famous, not just tossed aside
Not have our celebrity status denied
Yet Humpty has his name written in lights
The nursery rhyme title should be ours by rights.

We have to deal with the stress of first aid;
The nightmare of seeing the moment replayed.
Yet just as we’ve dealt with the stress every time
Some other mum starts retelling the rhyme.

So do not be fooled by the name of the verse
For the king’s men and horses each time come off worse
For we have emotions, we feel stress and strain
But whoever heard of an egg that feels pain?”

Now this was confessed by a horse led astray
By jealousy on that terrible day.
He scrambled an egg with no mercy at all,
But made Humpty famous in one single fall.
If it were not for Thomas Edison, we would all be watching television in the dark.

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