Milestone

Milestone

 

I have finally got to the point where I am able to write THE END in my first draft. I am absolutely speechless and ready to go out celebrating 🙂

I am sure there will be plenty of writing on here in the near future because I will need to take a break from editing 🙂

I can’t believe I am finally here!

2017-09-30

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Who knew writing could be this hard?

Who knew writing could be this hard?

Sorry, I have not been around much lately, but I am determined to finish this first draft before I get onto anything else.

Mind you, then the real headache of editing is going to begin!

The good news is that I am nearly finished so there is definitely light the end of this tunnel. Hopefully, after that, I will be able to concentrate on posting some more flash fiction up on this blog. That is something I am definitely looking forward to doing.

See you all very soon.

FFfAW: What happened to the drunken sailor?

FFfAW: What happened to the drunken sailor?

 

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!

Fred and Thomas, the local troublemakers, had been drinking for most of the day when they noticed the unmanned yacht moored at the quayside. Fred turned to Thomas with a sparkle in his eyes. “Fancy a spin?”

Thomas raised an eyebrow. “Can you drive that thing?”

“Pfft! How hard can it be?”

The two boys staggered towards the yacht and then they clambered on board. As they pulled away they both gave squeals of delight. Unfortunately, it didn’t take long for the inevitable to happen. The inexperienced and inebriated sailors somehow managed to drive on shore.

“Run!” Fred cried, panicking.

(100 words)

Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers

FFfAW: 99 steps

FFfAW: 99 steps

This week’s photo prompt is provided by J.S. Brand. Thank you J.S. for our photo prompt!

We were going on a pilgrimage. We had been told a building was perched on side of a hill with only 99 and steps lying between as and it.

All we had been told was that the site was incredibly secretive but that we would find the answers we were seeking there.

Now we were standing at the bottom of the hill looking at the beginning of our journey. It looked like it was going to be trickier than we had first imagined climbing 99 steps.

The question needed an answer. Just who had taken our baby?

We began climbing.

Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers