Posts Tagged ‘Guest Contributor’
Oct
The Incubus
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
When misery left, I missed it dearly. Numbness arrived in its place–an evil lurking miles below sorrow.
Then the Incubus came. His fingers soothed me, dancing like spiders across my back, before plucking me from my flesh.
Exquisite melodies escaped his mouth instead of language. I understood every word.
He held me on his fist, soaring me to gloomy, lilac clouds. My body quaked, and it began to rain.
My thoughts fluttered like butterflies. He captured them; sang my own song back to me.
Sadly, he was just a dream; but the Incubus cured me, bringing back my misery.
From Guest Contributor L. Michelle Corp
Oct
Running In The Rain
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The skies open up and unleash a deluge, but this does not deter him. If anything, it only pushes him harder, as he longs to move with superhuman speed and avoid every single drop of rain entirely. His body falters, his breath heavy. He thinks of himself as a cross between Steve Prefontaine and yet another umbrella-less John Cusack character. Is he running from or chasing something? Does it matter? Either way, in the end, he still has to go home and face his broken heart alone. And that is something he isn’t ready to do, so he keeps moving.
From Guest Contributor Dan Slaten
Oct
Forgetfulness
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Scratching his head, the man struggled to remember where he’d seen her. He felt that he should know her! The look of concern on her face disturbed him, often others came with her, although they seemed distant. He liked the company even though he did not recognize them. Sometimes they would raise a fuss over him. The little ones pleased him most, climbing up on him, laughing, full of life. He always had a good sense of humor, but never telling the same joke twice, or always meeting new people. That’s about as far as his humor went concerning dementia!
From Guest Contributor Derrick Fernie
Oct
The Flower
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
From the observation tower Alice could finally see the true scale of The Flower of Vermaltarok III. A reptiloid rudely pushed in front of her to set up some trinoculars.
The local guide wiped sweat from her brow. “Attention! Should the alarm sound, immediately use the lift down to the bunker and remain there until the all-clear is given.”
Alice found another viewing spot, mesmerized by the colors, … the SIZE.
Lights flashed, and the doors to the lift opened. But the siren was drowned out by the thunderous buzzing that echoed across the valley and shook the floor and walls.
From Guest Contributor Ross Clement
Oct
Granny
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
He didn’t want anyone to take this wrong but granny was a bit of a pain! She just sat in that rocker like a dried up old prune. She just sat there not moving or saying anything. But those pension checks kept rolling in, and he kept cashing them. He had power of attorney for her. He hated her place. The air was dry and smelled stale but he went there every week, making sure no one disturbed her. He couldn’t have that of course. If they found out she died three years ago, there’d be holy hell to pay!
From Guest Contributor Derrick Fernie
Oct
Ashley Who?
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
My buddy George is sitting at the bar by himself, twiddling his wedding band. Often tempted to “kick over the traces,” he never succumbed to temptation.
“How long have you been married, George?”
“Long time. Dunno.”
“When crooks hacked the infamous adultery website, was your name on the list?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yep.”
“Well you must be the only male over 35 years of age in this town whose name isn’t on the list. You should be ashamed of yourself.”
“I know.”
“I can tell you what the problem is George. You’ve been married too long.”
“Yeah. Too long.”
From Guest Contributor Barry O’Farrell
Barry is an actor who sometimes writes, living in Brisbane, Australia. Barry’s stories can also be found at 101 Words, Cyclamens & Swords, 50 Word Stories and of course here at A Story In 100 Words.
Oct
I Had A Dream
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
That horrible dream kept coming back: there I was, a birthday girl at the local gas station purchasing the winning lottery ticket for the Mega Million jackpot.
As a devout Christian, I condemn gambling and other greedy activities. However, this dreadful nightmare made me feel shamefully happy and put my virtues in danger.
So, on my birthday, I resolved to resist Evil and locked myself home. The dream did not return.
The same night, some sleazy socialite from Miami stole the lucky numbers from my dream and won the Mega Million jackpot.
Some people have no decency, no decency at all.
From Guest Contributor Olga Klezovitch
Olga is a scientist who lives in Seattle. Her previous work has appeared in 50-Word Stories, A Story in 100 Words and Necon E-Books. Her “When It Dribbles, It Drabbles” Kindle book can be found at Amazon.com.
Oct
Pity Me, My Preconception
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I’d been here before, but I was lost. Confusion, desperation took residence in my bones, my breath, my very being. Everything had changed.
I stumbled along, eyes rambling in vicious circles, a desperate search for something familiar. Nothing made sense anymore. Tradition sacred, change took me by unfriendly surprise. If no one tells me who to be, who am I? I need structure.
I found a man, wearing men’s clothing, and I asked where to find the Men’s Department now that it was just Department. He pointed to the sign that said “Men’s.”
“But what does that mean?” I asked.
From Guest Contributor Stacy Gorse
Oct
Beautiful Bouquet
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I love my wife. Maybe I don’t show it often enough and I will admit there is room for improvement.
The first of the season’s colourful, bright flowers are on display outside the florist shop. As soon as I lay eyes on them, they inspire me; I buy her a bunch and present them with a smile.
“What’s this for?”
“No reason. I love you.”
“What have you been up to?”
“Nothing.”
“You’ve got guilt written all over you. I’ll find out.”
“What will you find out? There’s nothing going on.”
“Enough with denying. It will all come out eventually.”
From Guest Contributor Barry O’Farrell
Barry is a actor who sometimes writes. His stories have appeared in Cyclamens & Swords, 101 Words, 50 Word Stories, and of course here at A Story In 100 Words.
Oct
Decisions
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I was 22. He wasn’t ready, and I wasn’t sure if he was the one. At the time, it seemed like an easy decision. We weren’t married, and I had just started a new job. I was young. I could get pregnant again. Right! Besides, I wanted to be married first, then after a few years have a baby or two. That made more sense. Children should have a stable home. Right? I’m an attractive, intelligent woman, I’ll meet someone who wants a family. But leaving the clinic that day, it never became apparent, that I would never conceive again.
From Guest Contributor Dana Sterner
Dana is a Registered Nurse and Professional Writer. She has written for regional and national magazines, and continues to write in many different genres.