The Teacher


PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Black dust stained her fingers where they trailed along the charred remains of a school desk. Upturned chairs and tables, half a chalkboard dangling from one corner. She could almost hear the screams and the deafening silence that followed. Some dead, others injured, too weak to make a sound. Weak sunlight glinted off a shard of glass in the window, and seeped into her heart. Hope.

Outside, men shouted instructions to one another. Women wheelbarrowed in bricks. Rebuild. Moving on. Together.

82 words


I do not know if war will ever end. But I do know that love will never die, cannot be killed, cannot be maimed; Love survives.

My story this week is about the good that survives through the bad, that in fact realises its power through the evil that tries to smother it.


Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle, where we’re challenged to write flash fiction in 100 words or less. They say that the creating the best art, and writing included, is more about leaving out the unnecessary than about what you allow to appear on the page. Less is more.

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Candy’s crush

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Few people peppered the diner. Candy preferred it this way. Quiet and intimate. She slid into a booth by the window, checked her watch.

They met here everyday at eleven. It was her secret.

Across the street she watched him leave his office. Her breath caught in her throat as he entered the diner. She loved the grey suit he wore today. Complemented his eyes. Deep blue. At the counter she knew he was ordering a cappuccino. Take away. His eyes roamed the diner not really settling on anything. Or anyone.

They met everyday at eleven. It was her secret.

100 words

***At the risk of being a stalker, Candy pursues her love interest from a quiet corner of an old diner. Written for Friday Ficitoneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle. Check out her blog where you may see more of her writing and books. Thank you to Roger Bultot for the this week’s photo prompt.

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Red silk

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

The red silk dress clung to her curves. From the hip down it hung straight to the floor. That was important. Red was not her colour. If she could choose; mauve or rose. Soft and undemanding of attention. All eyes would be on her in this shade. She sighed. She’d make it work.

At the Valentina, a doorman ushered her into a sparkling ballroom of roaming tuxedos, dresses and champagne flutes. A small handgun holstered on her thigh urged her to the mission. But she’d take it slow. Find the target. Eliminate him quietly. Report to Agent X.

98 words

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by the super amazing Rochelle. Leader of our FF pack! The challenge is to write a story in 100 words or less. Try it! It’s fun.

Read more flash fiction here. Or click the frog.


#StoryWord Challenge: My experience

#StoryWords is a challenge hosted by Richelle Renae (aka @Richelle_Renae) where participants tweet in 140 characters a line using the word provided for that day. It ran the entire month of April. At the end of the month, the tweets should form a story.

It was very challenging to write within the word constraints. Armed with only a broad idea that I wanted it to be a thriller of some sort, I played it by ear. Plus I had to catch up as I started a few days late. Catching up was how I wrote the story. It was far from perfect.

For the first word “bucket” I wanted to write something that had nothing to do with a bucket’s usual function – holding water, cleaning item, ice-bucket challenge – none of those. But someone could use it to stay out of a hangman’s noose. And so the first line was tweeted. After that I simply tried to make the words fit into the story that was evolving. Along with readers, I discovered the story as it developed.

It turned out to be a crime thriller. Who knew? I certainly did not.

And that was the fun part. Finding out the plot twists as they were published.

140 characters seems daunting. But in my case, it curbed my long winding, turbulent and unnecessary verbosity. Most days I found myself thanking the tweet length for saving me from having to illustrate further. (So the guy finds himself in the woods, who cares how he got there? It’s all backstory anyway.) Tweet length story developments turned out to be very forgiving.

Being restricted to specific words is terrifying. If we can’t choose our words as authors, there goes our freedom, and with it all imagination. Yet constraints can be as inspiring as blank canvases. It forces you to be resourceful and you get highly creative too. Which is great! Like the tweet length, the provided words created very intriguing sentences creating very interesting stories. It’s fiction after all. Get as weird and zany as you want.

I was determined to do it, no matter the result, because if anything I knew I would learn from it.

And the best part: I won.

Yes I did. I won the Spring Challenge. My first ever win in my writing career (not counting high school accolades – no grown adult writer should count those).

Award in hand, behind the podium, I’d like to thank my flash fiction communities Friday Fictioneers and Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers. Writing in 100 and 150 words or less is one of the best writing craft sharpening tools I’ve ever done. And I recommend it to both aspiring and bestselling author. It’s fun, challenging, and gives invaluable insight into just how much (or little) is needed to tell a good story, and how too many words detract from effective storytelling.

A big thank you to #StoryWords host Richelle!

Hope to see you in the next #Storywords Tweet Story Challenge in the Summer (Winter for us in southern hemisphere).

You may read my #StoryWord thriller here.