Showing posts with label observation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label observation. Show all posts

Sunday, 6 June 2010

Lily's Friday Prediction - on a Sunday

OK, so it's late. Bite me. I confess that last Friday I was too busy on hols in France where the WiFi was poor and the wine was cheap (actually, it was bloody expensive) to run the Friday prediction. Plus the fact that the great tome that has become my method of bibliomancy was at home by my bed - and I didn't feel another book would do. See - I'm already superstitious and precious about it.

So this latest prediction is on a Sunday - June 6th. Three great pieces of flash appeared for the last one, so it would be excellent to see more this time (or even the recounting of some spooky coincidence related to the words - it's not happened yet).

The three words, and unusually they include two doubles are:
  • Barn Owl
  • Ohio
  • Single Malt
Get your noir, horrid and thrilling gnashers round that one. Over to you...

Friday, 28 May 2010

Lily's Friday Prediction - 28 May 2010

This week's words are rather boring I'm afraid, so perhaps a bigger challenge. Will the three words mean something to you? Let me know by commenting below or adding some flash fiction - 100 words max - using all three words.

If you can make something chilling and gruesome out of these, then all the better!
  • Gated
  • Commercial
  • Presentation
For info on how the Friday prediction came about read this.

Tuesday, 25 May 2010

I'll see you...

This morning I walked my daughter to school. Taking the same route on the way back, I saw a playing card face down on the pavement that wasn't there before. It was a grubby thing. I wouldn't normally touch a piece of filth lying in the street and I did walk past.

I couldn't stop thinking about it. It had to have been put there for me. It could change everything. It would be the six of diamonds.

I retraced the 200 yards, crossing the main road in exactly the same place as a moment before. Marching towards the card with its traditional blue and white design that lay there still - waiting for me - I made sure there was no-one else around. I bent down to pick it up.

I held my breath. I took it between my fingers. I turned it over.

It was the nine of spades.

Friday, 21 May 2010

New* Lily's Friday Prediction

The Childs family have been doing a bit of bibliomancy over the last few weeks, for fun. The three of us each close our eyes, let the pages of our humongous dictionary fall open within our splayed fingers, then we point. Between us we end up with three words which have so far included such goodies as scallop, ampoule, Lagoda, reedy, caltrop and... my favourite - omniscient.

The idea was to see if we could make a prediction. If nothing happened (and so far, it hasn't) then at the very least we've ended up with some pretty good titles for novels - The Omniscient Scallop of Lagoda, for example.

Today, however, our three words were a little more menacing:
  • Danger
  • Ramshackle
  • Georgian
Is some dilapidated historic construction going to collapse? Are Russians in fear of the rickety?

From now on, I'm going to post our three words every Friday. Open your mind, look for 'coincidence', feel the vibes, man - if you find the prediction has come true, post your comments here. Or if you'd rather add a little flash fiction (100 words max), then that's OK. Best to state if it's fiction though please!!

Friday, 12 March 2010

The Eyes Have It (sorry)

Watched Criminal Minds on Living this evening and have to say, the writers surpassed themselves with the concept of a taxidermist using eyes from the recent living to embed into animals' faces. It completely freaked me out.

I love animals, but don't get the 'stuffed' idea. Let them be, for feck's sake - you might love 'em but would you stuff your grandmother? Surely not - I hope.

I'm not that fussed about eyes, being a cyclops, no - I mean, a contact lense and specs wearer, but I know people who have complete personality failures over the thought of even plucking an errant lash from their eye (for Christ's sake) so I can image the reaction to this episode.

Splendid stuff (but Morgan's not the man...)
Lily Childs is a writer of horror, esoteric, mystery and chilling fiction.

If you see her dancing outside in a thunder storm - don't try to bring her in. She's safe.