tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post3675394907393913328..comments2023-12-31T16:30:56.708+00:00Comments on Lily Childs' Feardom: Lily's Friday PredictionLily Childshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-6808404774970076722010-11-12T12:55:15.364+00:002010-11-12T12:55:15.364+00:00yes, agree with David, liked them both! You'r...yes, agree with David, liked them both! You're clever, both of you.Antonia Woodvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12594229396805493611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-74247668397730516192010-11-12T00:34:37.228+00:002010-11-12T00:34:37.228+00:00AJ & Pixie.....late but great! Liked them bot...AJ & Pixie.....late but great! Liked them both.David Barberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05006533626998905560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-91359201893514745572010-11-11T21:29:13.644+00:002010-11-11T21:29:13.644+00:00Your time's up!! Thank you all for superb entr...Your time's up!! Thank you all for superb entries and comments.<br /><br />Winner will be announced at midnight.<br /><br />Tomorrow's Prediction will go out around UK breakfast time - bit later than usual but I'm dog tired so no late night ce soir.Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-71980403302104171242010-11-11T20:48:32.971+00:002010-11-11T20:48:32.971+00:00Ooh, you snuck in there Pix.
Loved "...woul...Ooh, you snuck in there Pix. <br /><br />Loved "...wouldn’t know talent if it came and blew a trumpet up his arse." because I could see that, instantly.<br /><br />I like how your character can dismiss her boss and sink into her daydream so easily, becoming the adored superstar. Well done.Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-53454589701662274422010-11-11T20:25:36.328+00:002010-11-11T20:25:36.328+00:00The day you write happy clappy stuff Ally is the d...The day you write happy clappy stuff Ally is the day I lose all faith and give up writing...just to let ya know ;)<br /><br />And here's for my naff effort...<br /><br /><b> BROKEN DREAMS </b><br /><br />I scowled as my boss admonished me. He wouldn’t know talent if it came and blew a trumpet up his arse.<br /><br />I signalled to the others, the percussion starting up. I smiled as my fingers graced the piano keys. I began playing, the notes singing into my ear; such a sweet harmony, it filled with me happiness. <br /><br />I forgot I was in a scummy restaurant; my imagination transporting me to the Royal Albert Hall, playing to thousands; all loving and appreciating my music. <br /><br />That’s where I belong, with like minded people who love perfection.<br /><br />One day it will happen...Katherine Moriartyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906656050961262255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-43875830674541100262010-11-11T20:06:10.251+00:002010-11-11T20:06:10.251+00:00And rightly so :)And rightly so :)Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-40413082826117978592010-11-11T19:51:05.477+00:002010-11-11T19:51:05.477+00:00Thanks Lily, glad you liked, and great feedback, t...Thanks Lily, glad you liked, and great feedback, too, I wanted that last line to sum the whole story up. But you know me, I can't do happy clappy...AllWriteFictionAdvicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03381125356850555606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-31673029035549719442010-11-11T19:44:39.715+00:002010-11-11T19:44:39.715+00:00Poetic and evocative, Ally. I could visualise the ...Poetic and evocative, Ally. I could visualise the city as its lights prismed through the falling raindrops and I was fooled into believing this was a passing reminiscence for your character... until the final chilling line.<br /><br />Sensorial and beautiful.Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-14655949690522449312010-11-11T19:27:07.201+00:002010-11-11T19:27:07.201+00:00Okay, here's my effort...
One Last Look
It f...Okay, here's my effort...<br /><br />One Last Look<br /><br />It fell in gentle waves, cool and hushed at first. <br /> <br />Then the darkness moved across the city and pithy droplets became heavier. The resonant hum of the city chided his conscience; he saw great concrete monoliths stretching into the air, lights glowing and winking in tandem. It was a place he once worked, a place he once belonged.<br /><br />Something flashed. The percussion of rain grew forceful as though to admonish the humidity clouding the alleys and stairwells. He looked up from his cardboard world; the downpour mottled his skin. <br /><br />And he couldn’t help but smile as the needle went in.AllWriteFictionAdvicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03381125356850555606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-8362291287986074332010-11-11T18:59:37.678+00:002010-11-11T18:59:37.678+00:00Well Antonia, the novel sounds just great. I'm...Well Antonia, the novel sounds just great. I'm waiting...!<br /><br />Okeydokey Pix! Look forward to reading it.Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-28390663120772066782010-11-11T18:36:47.668+00:002010-11-11T18:36:47.668+00:00Hey Lil's, I'll have something on the way ...Hey Lil's, I'll have something on the way shortly this evening. Not all that brilliant, but hey it's something right?Katherine Moriartyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906656050961262255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-77897906255615449352010-11-11T18:25:10.094+00:002010-11-11T18:25:10.094+00:00great stories here, really good stuff. Thanks for...great stories here, really good stuff. Thanks for the good words on my entries. I enjoyed writing them.<br /><br />My grave robbing ... I have half a novel written on the subject, not Burke and Hare, the London mob, Ben Crouch and all. I'e done the research, walked the ground, took the photos, just can't seem to finish the ************ novel!Antonia Woodvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12594229396805493611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-80717885798508852662010-11-09T18:29:17.688+00:002010-11-09T18:29:17.688+00:00Chris, re: html tags. Yes, I agree but those don&#...Chris, re: html tags. Yes, I agree but those don't work on all browsers. Just might be worth mentioning!Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-17011611056977577792010-11-09T18:28:07.907+00:002010-11-09T18:28:07.907+00:00Aidan - where is this wondrous land? A fabulously ...Aidan - where is this wondrous land? A fabulously told vignette, full of vivid description. <br /><br />I love the juxtaposition of ugliness and beauty in your last line "The king's warted foot landed on a crocus, which wilted into a sludge-dripped fungus."Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-80422053744609905332010-11-09T13:57:33.131+00:002010-11-09T13:57:33.131+00:00Lily - like a few of the others this week, this wa...Lily - like a few of the others this week, this was deeply affecting in the blood and guts of their relationship<br /><br />Antonia #1 - loved it. There was humour, but just as much underlying bitterness as Lily's in its own way. The scary thing is we've all had those fights.<br /><br />Antonia#2 - that's just grisly fun. Liked the specific "worth guineas"<br /><br />Aiden - I want to read a much longer story that contains this. I want to read it <i>a lot</i> :)<br /><br />David - an alternative "html" tag (that lazy bums like me use, less the spaces) <br /><br />Bold on = "< b >" <b> Hey there</b><br />Bold off = "< /b >" Hey there<br />Italic on = "< i >" <i> Hey there </i><br />Italic off = "< /i >" Hey thereChris Alliniottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04094925215735680849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-17592384085332954562010-11-09T12:02:41.457+00:002010-11-09T12:02:41.457+00:00Aiden - Loved that one. Great imagery in it that ...Aiden - Loved that one. Great imagery in it that reminded me of Lord Of The Rings. Well done.David Barberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05006533626998905560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-56663175855300919242010-11-09T04:39:25.357+00:002010-11-09T04:39:25.357+00:00RS - couldn't match up is an understatement; t...RS - couldn't match up is an understatement; the wandering mind there is nice.<br /><br />Chris - you eke a full band out of your 100 words, I like the little details, like her smile fading.<br /><br />Bill - I like the notes making up the pentagram.<br /><br />Sue - Nice imagery and the way this pulls together. Liked the image of poppy red<br /><br />David - I like the image of playing percussion on the back.<br /><br />Erin - I find that one chilling, particularly the lapping up memories.<br /><br />Lily - frightening images of sickness, you capture the character's revenge well.<br /><br />Antonia - wow, makes for an interesting threesome reading these three in order. Liked "the car belongs to you, I don't." The second made me laugh. Nice two characters you've created.AidanFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09876041003278004627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-23838909848362697672010-11-09T03:36:59.861+00:002010-11-09T03:36:59.861+00:00The crystal sky did not belong. Bony cartilage fla...The crystal sky did not belong. Bony cartilage flaked from the gremlin king's claws and poisoned the earth beneath him. Heralds in white fidgeted as their horses shied catching the scent of stinkweed. The percussion of 10,000 gremlin feet filled the valley.<br /><br />"Peace?"<br /><br />The Herald's head wagged. "It is great our two kingdoms can agree --"<br /><br />"I get what?"<br /><br />"We won't ravage your lands."<br /><br />"You never have. You never will," admonished the gremlin king. "You have how many forces?"<br /><br />"500."<br /><br />"Tell them to flee!" The king's warted foot landed on a crocus, which wilted into a sludge-dripped fungus.AidanFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09876041003278004627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-20083967756978942192010-11-08T21:26:25.929+00:002010-11-08T21:26:25.929+00:00Antonia - 1st, you written a great piece about my ...Antonia - 1st, you written a great piece about my wife! LOL!! That was great.<br /><br />2nd, as Lily said, you can't beat a bit of the old grave robbing. Brought back memories of the early Hammer and classic Universal horror films. Great work.David Barberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05006533626998905560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-43570539183588333362010-11-08T20:52:25.452+00:002010-11-08T20:52:25.452+00:00Hey Antonia - a double whammy before I've eve...Hey Antonia - a double whammy before I've even had time to drop in.<br /><br />First entry: I swear I know that woman! A splendid 'ending' to a life of putting up with the shrieking Flora. Applause Ted! Well done Antonia, you provoked a sense of great satisfaction there.<br /><br />Second: Lovely. Can't go wrong with a bit of grave-robbing and so <em>de rigeur</em>mortis at the moment with the new Burke and Hare film. Clever dialogue. I really liked this.Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-18658053606411426392010-11-08T17:29:59.712+00:002010-11-08T17:29:59.712+00:00thought I'd try a second one.
The spade made ...thought I'd try a second one.<br /><br />The spade made its own percussion on the coffin lid.<br /> “Would you hush ?” admonished Joseph. “The watch’ll be on us otherwise!”<br /> “All right, all right, didn’t realise I was that close to the bitch. Hear anything?”<br /> “Nah. Dead drunk’s my guess. Ha!!”<br /> “Here goes then.”<br /> A creak, a heave and the coffin lid snapped in half. The rope was fastened round the body and it was hauled out.<br /> “Joseph, get that earth back in fast.”<br /> “Give me that spade, would you? Wonder who she belonged to? Fine looking woman.”<br /> “But dead, Joseph, dead.”<br /> “And worth guineas. Let’s go!”Antonia Woodvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12594229396805493611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-63164634443863361832010-11-08T17:20:46.007+00:002010-11-08T17:20:46.007+00:00What a great set of contrasts - we have hot and co...What a great set of contrasts - we have hot and cold takes on relationships, and heat without relationship, supernatural events both happy and horrible, a gentle poem about the true horror of the trenches, lives ending with calm resignation and with spite. I like this collection. . .Bill Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08049211051802893173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-41401143934460481512010-11-08T08:51:48.076+00:002010-11-08T08:51:48.076+00:00I finally got here, to find stunning entries! Like...I finally got here, to find stunning entries! Like you would not believe! And a first for me, writing flash fiction before work because I am on my own for the first time in an age! Congratulations to all of you, amazing pieces, really enjoyed them. Mine doesn't measure up but here it is, for what it is worth.<br /><br />His fingers created a percussion sound on the wheel as Flora’s voice droned on and on, gossip, tart observations and then, as he knew she would, she stopped to admonish him on his driving. <br /> He pulled over to the side of the road.<br /> “What are you doing?” The shrillness almost punctured his eardrums.<br /> “Had enough,” he muttered, opening the door to get out.<br /> Flora grabbed his arm. “Ted, what are you doing?” He took a deep breath. “You’ve been nagging me for forty seven years. I’ve had enough. The car belongs to you, I don’t.”<br /> And he walked away.Antonia Woodvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12594229396805493611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-12135984525310576892010-11-06T16:43:14.044+00:002010-11-06T16:43:14.044+00:00Yay David!!!!!<strong>Yay</strong> <em>David</em>!!!!!Lily Childshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15861288507716873813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536979460489400599.post-27831677026546581162010-11-06T16:37:59.232+00:002010-11-06T16:37:59.232+00:00Thanks Lily<strong>Thanks Lily</strong>David Barberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05006533626998905560noreply@blogger.com