Haiku: Seek

Our Spaceship Sets Out,
Seeking Sentient Creatures,
On Unknown Planets…


Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday #114

This week, I have chosen the words Seek and Creatures as synonyms of Try and Life


Flash Fiction: Apology

Cora slumped in the chair, her face buried in her palms.

John’s body lay at her feet, his lifeless eyes looking at her. A stream of tears began running down Cora’s face. John did not deserve to die as he did. He was a good man. No, he was the best man and an even better friend. She had taken advantage of him.

She should never have let her hunger get the better of her. If only she had controlled a bit more, John would still have had his soul inside him.

The tombstone would remain as her apology…

Word Count: 99


Carrot Ranch December 13 Flash Fiction Challenge

Flash Fiction: My Globe

Kids can be wise.

I was sitting in my workshop, working on my project – a model of earth. My ten year old son walked in. He looked at the globe for a few seconds and then turned to me.

“This is wrong, Dad. We have learnt about the earth. It does not look like this.”

“This is my globe of the future, kiddo. Global warming has sunk most of the land, leaving only few far off island areas.”

“Then, I prefer the globe of the past. Where all land was together, all people were close.”

He was right…

Word Count: 100

Prompt: Friday Fictioneers 14th December 2018

Finish The Story – Starting Over: Part 3

Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith, started another Finish The Story challenge, this one titled “Starting Over.”

Here’s the first part:

Ask anyone living today what they would do if they had a time machine, and they would respond with, “stop him from destroying what we had.”

Their response was reasonable, of course, as it had only been fifty years since the fall of the United States and ten years since the world crossed the point of no return. We were doomed, and we knew it. Maybe that’s why we didn’t question when they came. No one questioned when they said we could go back and change things. No one asked what they stood to gain from offering the human race a chance to change the present, by changing the past. Maybe we should have.

It was a hot December morning when …

Part 2 by Fandango

It was a hot December morning when Tim was being interviewed. Tim wasn’t sure what to make of the experience. He was just a New America vlogger who had been very vocal about how, if he could, he’d love to go back to 2018 and change the course of human history. But here he was, sitting face to face — if you could call what the creature had a “face” — opposite an alien life form being interrogated.

“How would you proceed?” the alien asked Tim.

Tim didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t sure if these aliens could be trusted. What was in it for them? He knew he had to choose his words carefully. His life possibly depended upon it.

“The first thing I’d do,” Tim said, “would be….”

My contribution to the story:

Part 3:

“..to get rid of the power hungry leaders that plunged the world into chaos and I would get rid of him first.”

The alien interrogating him got up, and left the room. Before Tim could realize what was going on, green lasers materialized from the walls and targetted him. A flash of light blinded Tim and everything turned to black.

When his vision returned, Tim saw him sitting in front of him in a chair, bound to it. Tim noticed a gun pointed at the leader’s head…

I nominate Anurag Bakshi to continue the story!

I hope he accepts! 🙂

Flash Fiction: Crash

The car stood motionless in front of me.

The entire frontal area of the car had been smashed by the tree it had crashed into. I could see the driver seated with his bloodied head lying on the steering wheel, or rather the half of it that remained.

It was weird looking at my own self like this. I felt sorry for my shattered body and even more sorry for having wrecked my neighbour’s car. However, the plan went as I had expected.

My theory was correct.

Ghosts do exist…

Now, to test my next theory before the sun rises. Do possessions work?

Ah, here comes my test subject zooming in a sweet, black sedan…

Word Count: 115

Prompt: FFfAW Challenge – 195th

Twittering Tale: Explore

We loved to explore.
When we were kids, my brother and I would explore the gardens around our house, imagining ourselves to be great explorers.
One of our adventures brought us Indiana Jones’ to the Great Tree in a garden.
We found a skull. The skull found two bodies.

I kept mine….

Character Count: 280

Prompt: Twittering Tales #114


Here are the fantastic entries from  last week’s challenge themed ‘Shower‘:


Theater of the Absurd – This, That, and The Other

Wounded – wide-eyed wanderer

The Whacky Weekend Challenge #4-Shower – Ruth Scribbles

Rushed – I Write Her

Dreams Come True – A THOUSAND MILES

showers of blessings – syncwithdeep

We had a few unexpected but super fun takes on the challenge! Amazing all of them! 🙂

Now, on to this week’s prompt….



Should you choose to accept the challenge, do leave the link to your response in the comments below.

To know all the details about this challenge follow the link below:

The Wacky Weekend Challenge Rules

Kindly respond to this challenge by the end of 16th December, 2018…

Happy reading, and happy writing! 🙂