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5 days left to give me the lowdown on what really happened behind the headline!

Looks very promising. I shall be donning the headphones when I set about cooking dinner.

This is not my take on the headline, but I’ve posted it here because I could not come up with anything more ludicrous.

“Short hair hints may be ‘sabotage” study finds.

Publishing her research on the ’Science Direct’ website, under the heading  ‘Personality and individual Differences’  Danielle Sulikowski details how women were asked to giv…[Read more]

Thanks, Knicky, for the challenge and for seeing something in my effort I wasn’t sure was there.

Thanks also to Terrie, Libby and Alex. I would have been more than happy to say I’d written any one of yours ☺️

Thank you for setting Octobers comp, Knicks.

I enjoy seeing  how  differently  we  all approach  the monthly challenges. this months were wonderfully varied.

Congratulations to Seagreen  for  such an atmospheric winning  offering.

Congratulations to Seagreen, and to everyone else who supplied an entertaining and impressive piece to October’s comp. And to Knicks for setting it,

Congratulations, Seagreen! Thank you, Knicks, for a great prompt and your judge’s insights.

Darn it! Missed it! A fab selection though.

Apologies, Knicks, I’m not going to submit anything this month – torn three ways with something that will not knit.

What’s Brought to the Table

796 words

Grace was sitting on the floor of Lily’s bedroom, leaning against Lily’s wardrobe. She looked at Lily, who was lying on her single bed with her arms spread wide like an act of supplication.

Lily had just said she was aiming for paradoxy. Grace wondered what psychodrama had produced this.…[Read more]

A rhyming effort  from me for this challenge 

<u>All in my head</u>

Emotion, bright as a shooting star, trails across the bowl of dark-light, caught

crackling and spluttering, straining against the speckle and spackle of midnight thought.

 I feel it drift, almost mutely, into a cascade of unspoken dreams, tumbling, and falling

slowly, into an…[Read more]

Fiercely reaching yet afraid of letting go. (756 words)

He wakes. Slowly. Reluctantly. To a feeling of being underground. Air heavy and thick with dust. Throat dry and aching. Eyes full of grit.

He is pinned, lying sideways on a surface, twisted and unforgiving, one arm beneath his hip and the other across his chest. He cannot feel his feet,…[Read more]