Five Sentence Fiction

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We are now at week three in our new challenge.

The Challenge is to write a story in only five sentences.  Are you up for the challenge? it’s fun and something else to do in this lockdown time.

Last week’s challenge was PROMISES. Here’s my attempt:

School days were supposed to be the best days of our lives, but I didn’t believe that.  I had no friends, I didn’t fit in and I didn’t know how to mix with these girls; I missed Sally, my best friend. 

We had promised we would be best friends forever and would always keep in touch wherever in the world we went and now I found myself miles away from my old home and school. My father had a new job and so we had to sell our house and move to the other side of the world where we knew nobody.

How would I ever make friends here when everything was so different from anything I had ever known before.

But when my phone rang it was one of those girls asking me to go to the mall with her on Saturday, so maybe life could get better.

Now for this week’s word – WAITING. See what you can do with it. Remember only five sentences and it’s fiction.

I hope you play along. And please link back to this site so others may see what you write. Good luck. Have fun!

“There is no doubt fiction makes a better job of the truth.”
Doris May Lessing, British Novelist 1919 – 2013.

 

 

Bright Orange Balloons

“But there are other words for privacy and independence.
They are isolation and loneliness”.     
Megan Whalen Turner, American writer of
fantasy fiction for young adults.

 

OK, so we are now on Day 15 of our nationwide lockdown. And how are we surviving?

Oh, I miss coffee mornings with friends; I miss the camaraderie of the new friends I meet on the courses I run; lunch alone doesn’t have the same excitement or interest as lunch with friends; drinks on Facetime somehow don’t fill the need for interaction and on and on.

But these are not problems.  I can overcome each of them and all the others. But what of folks whose lives are set in and defined by schedules. Those who can’t understand why their world has to change in such a way. “Why can’t I go to school?” “Why can’t Jason come to play?” “Why aren’t we going to church?” they cry.

There are many in our midst who suffer this way, either for themselves or through their children. One such is Luke’s Mum. Luke’s Mum lives with this 15-year old’s autism, bravely and well, I might say. She is worthy of our support so please go over to her blog to see how well she is doing in Bright Orange Balloons. 

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And while I haven’t yet been bored; there’s plenty to keep this aged mind active, and involved,  I have no intention of falling into the trap of complaining about self-isolation.

My Father’s Hands

Day 6 of Daily Prompt is hands.

Immediately I thought of my Father’s hands and knew I had posted on that subject. So..

I choose how I will spend the rest of my life

I have said before that I read and use Judy Reeves “A Creative Writer’s Kit”  As part of this kit there is a book called ‘Prompts and Practices”.  Each day of the year has a suggestion for what to write.  And today’s was “Write about your father’s hands”.

Well if you have been reading or following me for a while now you will know that I consider myself the luckiest person alive in that my father was a fabulous person.    I wrote about him in September last year – Memories of My Father. He was a special man.

But now his hands.  These were the strong hands of a working man.  He had been a cabinetmaker all his life and so his hands were rough to the touch and scarred from using and being nicked by his tools.  The hands were strong and capable.  Apart from being a master craftsman, he…

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Five Sentence Fiction

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As you know, I enjoy joining Tara at The Thin Spiral Notebook and her 100 words challenge. Would you like a new challenge?

This is the second week in this series. If you wish to play along with me, the aim is to take the word I give you each week and write a five-sentence fiction story.

The Challenge is to write a story in only five sentences.  Are you up for the challenge? it’s fun and something else to do in this lockdown time.

Last week’s word was DIVERSION and here’s my take on that: a story in only five sentences

She had 20 minutes to get there and the traffic was awful.

Everyone seemed to be going her way, moving at a snail’s pace, and here to top it all was a broken down vehicle with groups of people standing around gawking, though nobody seemed to be doing anything constructive to get it moving again.

She had promised herself that she would be on time, just this once and now she was going to be late unless she could find a useful diversion – a way to get around the traffic.

She had to get there for how else would she ever forgive herself for not being there when he died even though she had promised him again and again that she would be, and now she was going to be late for the funeral.

Suddenly, she remembered a short cut he had often used between her house and his and as it came up on her left she was able to turn and speed away; perhaps she might just make it in time.

Now for this week’s word – PROMISES. See what you can do with it. Remember only five sentences and it’s fiction.

I hope you play along. And please link back to this site so others may see what you write. Good luck. Have fun!

“Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor,
the enemy of the people.
It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life.”
Anne Lamott, American novelist 1954 –

NIGHTINGALE

I promised myself that I would not add to the plethora of blog posts being based/written around the pandemic. But because in some ways this is good news, I would like to share it with you.

Necessity is the mother of invention”
Attributed to Plato, Ancient Greek Philosopher.

Though we’ve been on the planet for a relatively short length of time (Earth is 4.5 billion years old), modern Homo Sapiens have dreamed up and created some amazing and  sometimes far-out, things

And now we find ourselves in a strange new world where requirements that we couldn’t have imagined even 6 months ago are out in the open and require clever thinking ( out of the box) to achieve the necessary results.  So inventions once more come to the fore.

One such example is the newly created NHS Nightingale Hospital in London’s Dockside area.

It became apparent that in the UK and in a short space of time, large numbers of ICU beds would be required as the pandemic progressed.

It was determined that such a facility could be acquired with clever multi-discipline thinking.

The London ExCel Centre,  a large exhibition and conference centre in London’s Docklands area. was chosen to be converted to a hospital hosting up to 4,000 patients. And within nine days, the conversion was complete.

We are told by the BBC News, that in nine days “the 87,328 square metres of double exhibition halls, have been fitted out with the framework for more than 80 wards, each with 42 beds. Some 500 fully-equipped beds, with oxygen and ventilators, are already in place and there is space for another 3,500.”

The centre was chosen for reasons other than its size. It is served by public transport links, necessary for the thousands of staff members required to operate a hospital of this size, and its proximity to the London City Airport which can be used to bring in supplies and equipment.

According to the Principal of the firm leading the project “The scale and timeframe for the construction were unlike previous healthcare projects and architects were coming up with designs almost as building needed to get underway.”

We  are also told that several more such facilities are planned for other parts of the United Kingdom.

And while we wish that this was not a necessity, we have to applaud Britain’s National Health Service for coming up with this clever solution.

To read the full report from the BBC click here.

And to end this rather dismal post with a laugh –

Thanks to Jo Marshall for sharing this on FaceBook.

 

 

Enormity

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“You can eat an elephant a bite at a time.”
Zig Ziiglar – Hilary Hinton “Zig” Ziglar 1926 –2012.
American author, salesman and motivational speaker.

Enormity – definition Merriam Webster
Noun: a quality of momentous importance or impact
Pandemic – definition Merriam Webster
Nounoccurring over a wide geographic area and
affecting an exceptionally high proportion of the population

We find ourselves overwhelmed by the enormity of the pandemic currently covering our wonderful world.  Life is very strange for all of us. We are in lockdown here in New Zealand as are  many others. We are learning to live and thrive in this strange new world. But –

But so much has been written about this that I should like to add a few bright thoughts that I have received since it all started.

I think this is my favourite

How about?

Hmhh!! Is that funny?

Or

And

And

Also

 

So there you have it. Not much from me, but plenty from clever friends around the world.

Take care: keep safe.

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Filling Time

“Friendship … is born at the moment when one man says to another
“What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”

― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

I’ve walked, I’ve read, I’ve cooked and I’ve brought out the vacuum cleaner and rapidly replaced it.  Now, what to do?  My sister Christine has the word “noodling’ which she uses to describe moving around on the internet, just looking and maybe learning something new.

So noodling was what I have been doing this afternoon.  Merriam Webster is, of course, a favourite site as I am a Word Junkie (the description my DYS gave me so many years ago). Today I found this on the site.  Go and see what the staff are reading under the heading

M-W Picks: Books for When
You’re Hunkered Down
You too can read like a dictionary staffer.

There’s a good selection and I am sure you will find something to your liking. A new author or protagonist perhaps?

My first pick is from Serenity Carr, Assistant Editor. She chooses – Her Every Fear by Peter Swanson
“This is a psychological thriller about a young woman from London who decides to trade apartments with a distant cousin in Boston. When she arrives at her cousin’s apartment building, she discovers his neighbor has been murdered. There are some huge and unexpected plot twists that kept me completely hooked until the end. Without giving away anything, I’ll just say this book is super murdery, and if that’s your thing, I can’t recommend it enough.”

I can’t get to a bookstore and deliveries of books are on hold, so I went to the local library online, and joy, it’s available in both hard copy and ebook. The library is, of course, closed so the ebook is now downloaded and on my TBR list.

She also recommends The Stillwater Girls by Minka Kent and The Deep, Deep Snow by Brian Freeman. Both are added to my want to read list.

I am sure I will go back again during this locked-down time to refresh and just to see what others are reading.

Neil Serven, Associate Editor offers The Great Believers by Rebecca Makkai.
‘This novel was a finalist for the National Book Award in 2018, and feels relevant at time when the specter of contagion casts a shadow over us and fear and uncertainty inflame our discourse. The disease in this book is AIDS, and the story concerns its impact on Chicago’s gay community in the 1980s, as well as its lasting impact on the survivors of that community thirty years later.
At the center of the story is Yale Tishman, a young gallery worker who is close to making a major advance in his career by acquiring a valuable collection of art from an elderly, eccentric prospective donor. Yale’s friend Nico has just died of AIDS-related illness, and other friends within their circle are becoming infected. Yale’s strongest support comes from Nico’s younger sister, Fiona; in an interwoven narrative, we follow Fiona thirty years later as she tracks down her estranged daughter in Paris.”

And On the Beach by Nevil Shute. Of this book, he says “When I read this book for the first time, I was a high schooler laid up with my own serious illness, so perhaps I have always associated it with infirmity. I decided to read it again last year, before the thought of being confined against a scourge became reality.
What is striking about this book is how the characters strive to live as though things are normal. Even as fate comes knocking, there are attempts to cultivate relationships, and efforts to live in the hopes of seeing lost loved ones who are almost certainly dead. The story reaches a mood of strange and patient optimism even in the face of annihilation.”

So when you find yourself with nothing left on your To-Do list, take a look at this site. I hope you find something to amuse you while we all stay home and safe

“I have to be alone very often.
I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning
alone in my apartment.
That’s how I refuel.”
Audrey Hepburn: Many-Sided Charmer, LIFE Magazine, December 7, 1953.

DISTANCE

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I enjoy following Tara at Thin Spiral Notebook and have done so for several years. She is a writer of fiction, an artist, photographer and so much more.
She is an inspiration!
And I particularly like her 100 Word Challenge.
As Tara says, use  100 words no more and no less. for the challenge.
This week’s challenge is DISTANCE

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I am very lucky.  Both of my children live close and so am in constant contact with them and visit regularly. My daughter lives above me and my son and daughter-in-law are only 50 km away. But things have changed. Here in New Zealand, we are living in “bubbles” comprising only those people who live in the same house: the distance between me and my son and daughter in law is too far.

But what of my friends whose children live in other countries and in a different hemisphere. Distance takes on a whole new meaning in a pandemic.

 

 

Five Sentence Fiction

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As you know, I enjoy joining Tara at The Thin Spiral Notebook and her 100 words challenge. Would you like a new challenge?

Some time ago I also played along in a five-sentence challenge. No limit on words, just limit the sentences. The site no longer exists and so I thought I would re-establish it. Please play along. Each week I will give you one word as inspiration.

To show you what I am looking for, click here to see my effort using STEAM as the inspiration.

So ready to start? Using only five sentences, the prompt word is DIVERSION.

I hope you play along. And please link back to this site so others may see what you write. Good luck. Have fun!

“The trouble with writing fiction is that it has to make sense,
whereas real life doesn’t.”

― Iain M. Banks, Scottish author 1954-2013

LOCKED IN

We talk about being locked-in but are you aware there is a medical condition of being locked in?

Medically known as Pseudocoma, “it is a rare neurological disorder in which there is complete paralysis of all voluntary muscles except for the ones that control the movements of the eyes. Individuals with locked-in syndrome are conscious and awake but have no ability to produce movements (outside of eye movement) or to speak (aphonia). Cognitive function is usually unaffected.” NORD (National Organisation for Rare Disorders

I first came across this disorder while reading The Diving Bell and the Butterfly the story of Jean-Dominique Bauby the editor-in-chief of French Elle and the father of two young children, At the end of 1995, he was the victim of a rare kind of stroke to the brainstem and after 20 days in a coma, he awoke and found his body had almost stopped working.  One eye only was still functioning.

This is a book showing man’s desire and ability to overcome almost anything.  It’s well worth a read. I am going to reread it while sitting in so-called locked-in.

Interestingly, again according to NORD

“The first description of the locked-in syndrome can be found in The Count of Monte Cristo authored by Alexandre Dumas. To describe a patient with a locked-in syndrome, the author used the following words:

‘Sight and hearing were the only senses remaining…. It was only, however, by means of one of these senses that he could reveal the thoughts and feelings that still occupied his mind, and the look by which he gave expression to his inner life was like the distant gleam of a candle which a traveler sees by night across some desert place, and knows that a living being dwells beyond the silence and obscurity. In his eyes, shaded by thick black lashes, was concentrated, as it often happens with an organ which is used to the exclusion of the others, all the activity, address, force, and intelligence which were formerly diffused over his whole body; and so although the movement of the arm, the sound of the voice, and the agility of the body, were wanting, the speaking eye sufficed for all’.

In this way, he brilliantly highlighted the potential that these patients have to maintain a meaningful life despite their extreme disability.

It is amazing where our mind goes when we are looking for things to occupy us.

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