100-Word Story: Museum Pieces

100 Word Story Museum Pieces

Museum Pieces

It was a time of great upheaval. Ordinary people were coming together and rising up against the insane ideas of their country’s leaders. The governments of the world desperately sought ways to regain control of their people. They pooled their resources and developed a little box that would tell people what to do, what to think, what to buy and how to behave. The little boxes were a roaring success, with one given pride of place in almost every home. Decades later the little boxes would be displayed in museums and labelled as the greatest mind control devices ever invented.

Written for the Daily Prompt: Control

75-Word Story: Apprentice Wanted

75 Word Story Apprentice Wanted

Apprentice Wanted

She smells of cheap perfume and musty motel rooms, with just the faintest hint of barbecue sauce. If you’re interested, she’s currently advertising for a new apprentice. You can find her on Facebook and Twitter, except on Tuesdays. She’s always busy on Tuesdays. Tuesdays are for welcoming the new arrivals into their eternal home at the edge of desolation. You can call her Lucifer or Satan or Old Nick, but her real name is Tracy.

Didn’t realise how long it had been since I posted a story…I’ve been wrapped up in trying to get some longer pieces finished and trying to get rid of a nasty bug. So in an attempt to get back into the swing of things I’m aiming to post one story every day in May. Fingers crossed 🙂

Written for the Daily Prompt: Apprentice

100-Word Story: A Quiet Ending

100 Word Story A Quiet Ending

A Quiet Ending

The sound of dripping water filled the whole building. Every drip amplified by the silence outside.

Droplets of water glided slowly through the air, eventually splattering in the growing puddle on the floor.

Dirty water rolled into the cracks between the floor tiles, soaking through the rotten wood below and dripping into the space underneath the building.

A brown rat looked up just in time to see a droplet of the dirty water splash on to his face. The water seeped into his skin, infecting his tiny body with a virus that no human would live long enough to identify.

100-Word Story: The Measure of a Man

100 Word Story The Measure of a Man

The Measure of a Man

Eight men stand around a butcher’s table, their faces obscured by the flickering candlelight. Shadows dance across the ceiling as they carve and slice and tear meat away from the bone. Teeth, nails and strands of hair lie discarded on the blood-stained floor.

On the table, a fleshless young man stares out into a space he no longer sees. The skin that once covered his ample frame lies next to his bones, ready to be repurposed. When a world’s food supply runs out, the value of a man is measured by the amount of meat on his bones.

Written for the Daily Prompt: Measure

99-Word Story: Hello, Goodbye


Hello, Goodbye

“Hello.” The woman knelt down in front of Amelia and brushed her hand gently over the four-year-old’s long blonde hair.

Amelia looked up into the woman’s bright blue eyes and flashed her best smile. The young girl was old enough to understand that first impressions mattered in a place like this. She wasn’t the prettiest, the smartest or even the youngest child in the building, and if she wanted to find a new family, she had to catch their eye.

For one brief moment, she almost had the blue-eyed woman’s attention. Almost.

“Goodbye.” Amelia whispered to no-one but herself.

After being ill for the last few days and doing no writing at all, I thought I’d try and get back into the swing of things with the Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. But I’ve just realised I’m a day late. 😦

Still, it’s worth posting, if only to make it look like it hasn’t been nearly a week since I last posted on here.

Ridiculous Writing Challenge #4


Possibly the worst writing challenge ever, but what the hell, it’s worth a shot.


To reorganise the text in one of the comments sitting in my spam box and turn it into something that makes a little more sense.


Not much point in rules. It’s a silly idea anyway…

My Offering

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