First Line Friday: Flash Fiction

Today I am posting a little piece I wrote for The Fiction Cafe: Writer’s Group, First Line Friday.

The goal was to write a piece using the first line prompt and to keep it under 750 words.

My piece came to 486 Words.

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To save his own life, he would have to kill his humanity. He had managed to survive 1 year, 3 months, 2 weeks and 3 days in the new world without killing one of them, without killing anything other than game to eat.
Times were changing, now faced with the reality that he would have to kill one of them to get out of his makeshift camp.

The virus came quickly, it seemed to take hold and wipe out populations of towns within a few days. Not many people were left now. He had always watched programmes like The Walking Dead, 24 Hours, Zombieland with a morbid curiosity. Assuming that things like that would never happen but planning his survival routine. When it came down to it, of course, his imaginary plans meant very little, he had no idea how to really survive when fiction became reality.

He survived by sheer luck, catching what he could to eat, looting shops and keeping to himself. He came across the odd person or group but avoided staying with them long-term. Survivability was better when alone. Fewer people, less attraction and less weight of others to carry.

He had found a shed to camp out in a few nights ago, surprisingly in decent shape and well protected. A few minor adaptations and it was a good place to rest for a while. However, overnight a few wandering pools of rotten flesh had come past and were now banging against the only exit. He hadn’t killed one before, naively holding out for a cure he couldn’t bring himself to kill something that was once and could possibly again be human. He knew if he wanted to get out of there he would have to kill them though, he knew they would attract more. He was trying to figure out what had caused them to stay and not go past, perhaps his scent or the ashes of the old fire. Perhaps these things were more capable of intelligent thought than he first thought.

He knew there was no danger of them breaking in so he just laid there with his stuff all ready to go, the sun peered into a small hole in the ceiling and it caught his eye. He got to his feet and carefully climbed onto the old workbench. He pushed the ceiling with both hands and it gave a little, with enough force he could create a hole to climb through. It didn’t take long considering most of the wood had started to rot but there was a hole small enough to get out of.

He pushed through his backpack and bat and heaved himself up. Carefully making his way to the edge if the roof to get down without distracting the half-human creatures. He dangled down and dropped to his feet, carefully he backed away. Once he thought he was safe he ran.

Thanks for reading.

Emma-louise x

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My Writing TN Set-Up

I finally got my writing TN set up completed. A while ago I bought a second hand Meadowgate TN from someone who had customised it with ink droplets and it was perfect. 

I finished setting it up yesterday when my friend Kirstyanne brought me a NaNoWriMo insert for it. 

(I’ll drop shop links below).

I have put in it;

  • A NaNoWriMo insert
  • A general writing insert full of prompts, info, ideas etc
  • A insert with chapters and writing info for my current work in progress
  • A tasks and notes insert to track everything I need to do.
  • My writing journal

I also have some cheetsheets and resources tucked in the back pocket.

I am so happy with it, not just how it functions but the style of it. 

Now for the links.

Leather TN from Meadowgate Leather

NaNoWriMo insert from BugzPlanning

Lined inserts from Paper Trail Notebooks

Task Insert from The Punk Planner

Pumpkin clip from Stitch and Weave

Ravenclaw Dashboard from LalaPlans

Accessories from The Royal Planner

All cheat sheet and resources are from Megg Geri and Eva Deverell

Thanks for reading:) 

The Stationery Geekette x

Book Tour: Wedding Bells at Butterfly Cove by Sarah Bennett

#bookreview #weddingbells #butterflycove #bibliophile

Today I have a review for the book Wedding Bells at Butterfly Cove by Sarah Bennett.

Blurb

A second chance by the sea?
When Kiki Jackson’s marriage falls to pieces, there’s only one place that she knows she can escape to – her sister’s little guesthouse in Butterfly Cove.

But she’s worried that turning up on bride-to-be Mia’s doorstep, especially with her two adorable children in tow, will spoil her sister’s imminent wedding plans!

Luckily, handsome neighbour Aaron Spenser offers to share his new cottage with Kiki until she’s back on her feet. And as the wedding draws closer, Kiki realises that Butterfly Cove may be offering her little family more than just a new home…

Maybe this is where her new life begins…?

An uplifting and heartwarming read, perfect for fans of Trisha Ashley, Rachael Lucas and Hilary Boyd

Review

Wedding Bells at Butterfly Cove is the 2nd in a series. I have not read the first and it doesn’t effect the story at all. If you want to find out more about Mia and Daniel then I would recommend you do read this one, I will pick it up when I have a spare minute:)

The book opens with Kiki and we get a glimpse into her life with the children and her husband, who as it turns out is a bit of an arse (understatement of the century). As the book continues we get introduced to an array of bright, funny and great characters that completely revolutionalise Kiki’s life. We also see character development with how Kiki responds to situations from the beginning to the end of the book.

The story itself is uplifting and interesting. There are many aspects to keep you wondering what will happen and even though it has the ending you want, it doesn’t particularly reveal itself in how that will happen. I am not usually a big fan of soppy romances but this manages to be enjoyable, light and not too cheesy and predictable.

I would recommed this book for a light summer read for those who need a little love in their lives.

I rate this book 4 out of 5 stars.

Author Bio

 Sarah Bennett has been reading for as long as she can remember. Raised in a family of bookworms, her love affair with books of all genres has culminated in the ultimate Happy Ever After – getting to write her own stories to share with others.

Born and raised in a military family, she is happily married to her own Officer (who is sometimes even A Gentleman). Home is wherever he lays his hat, and life has taught them both that the best family is the one you create from friends as well as relatives.

When not reading or writing, Sarah is a devotee of afternoon naps and sailing the high seas, but only on vessels large enough to accommodate a casino and a choice of restaurants.

 

Author Links

Facebook – www.facebook.com/SarahBennettAuthor

Twitter – https://twitter.com/Sarahlou_writes

Amazon Author Page https://www.amazon.co.uk/Sarah-Bennett/e/B01N6J6ZE1

Buy Links

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Wedding-Bells-Butterfly-Cove-Book-ebook/dp/B01MS885PW

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Wedding-Bells-Butterfly-Cove-Book-ebook/dp/B01MS885PW

Amazon CA   https://www.amazon.ca/Wedding-Bells-Butterfly-Cove-Book-ebook/dp/B01MS885PW

Amazon AU  https://www.amazon.com.au/Wedding-Bells-Butterfly-Cove-Book-ebook/dp/B01MS885PW

Kobo UK  https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/wedding-bells-at-butterfly-cove-butterfly-cove-book-2

Nook http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/wedding-bells-at-butterfly-cove-sarah-bennett/1125488370

iBooks https://geo.itunes.apple.com/gb/book/wedding-bells-at-butterfly-cove-butterfly-cove-book-2/id1203772409?mt=11

Thanks for reading.

Emma-Louise x

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Writing Prompt #7 


Daily Prompt challenge. Less than 750 words, flash fiction.

This is mine. Totally unedited and 236 words.

They stared at each other across the platform. This could be the last time they see each other. Slowly she walked towards him, he smiled and walked towards her. Once together they stood facing each other. He was smiling andshe had tears running down her cheeks.

It was the end of there holiday romance and she had to go home. Return to her boring life, boring home and boring job. She longed to be with him, to stay in this bubble that they had created over the last two weeks. The night before she was leaving he had told her it was the best time of his life and he had fallen head over heels in love. She felt the same, how could she tear herself away from this?

The train pulled up and he gave her a squeezing big and kissed her lips softly. She cried as she got on the the train and he turned and started to leave.

He heard the train pulling out and he turned to see it leave. After a few minutes he sighed and went to leave. However, there amongst the Steam he saw the outline of a lady, as she walked closer he saw it was her.

She couldn’t do it, she got off the train and would start a new life here with the man who had stolen her heart on the best holiday of her life.

Thanks for reading . 

Emma-Louise x

Writing Prompt #4


I think you all know the rules by now. Less than 750 words, flash fiction.

The light fractured into pieces along the wall. The curtains pulled shut allowed little light into the room, but enough to notice every car that passed.

I lay on the bed trying to focus my breathing. To let my subconscious take hold. I was told that meditating will help, easier said than done when you’re stuck in a motel room right on the highway. So much for peace.

I still had the hospital gown on that I’d escaped in. My feet red raw and bleeding. Walking for miles barefoot in this climate wasn’t ideal. The dusty dry roads scattered with pebbles, stones and Sandy grit. 

I’d been here now for 2 hours, I snuck in the room through the bathroom window, I shouldn’t be here and I hoped that no one would rent to room tonight. There was some small snacks in the fridge which I had eaten when I got here but now my stomach groaned in protest at the amount of crap I’d consumed.

I needed to get away from the doctors. They were just doing there job, I get that but I needed space to work through this. I was told it was an accident. I was walking down the road when a car came ploughing into me which had left me in a coma for 13 days. When I awoke I had no idea who I was or where I was from. They had not found any I.D on me and my DNA wasn’t on record. I was a non-dead Jane Doe.

I kept getting flashes of memories but never enough to grasp anything from. I had the feeling that may be this was the universe telling me my life was bad before and I was given a fresh start to reinvent myself. I could be anyone. I could have children or a husband, I could be a serial killer. I had no idea.

The only identifying thing I had were the tattoo’s that were down my arms, shoulders and back. I wondered what my inspiration had been when I got them. I liked them, tomorrow I am going to see if any of the studios in town recognise the work.

I figured if I couldn’t meditate then I should at least try to get some sleep. I blocked the door with the side unit so at least I would have time to get out should someone try and enter.

I got into the bed and it didn’t take long for me to fall into a deep sleep. 

I woke to the sound of a car pulling up. It was just getting light and the wall clock showed it was 5.53am.

I got out of the bed, straightenedthe covers and eat some more snacks, filling my coat pocket with more. I was grateful I had the coat, at least people didn’t stare so blantely when I walked past.

I crawled out of the bathroom window the way I had came and walked around to the main building. It was still and quiet with the exception of a lady dressed in a business suit getting into her car. 

I walked over to her and said hello.

” Oh, hello” she replied

I’m sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you were heading into town? My friends thought it was funny to take my shoes and I’d rather not walk back barefoot again’

She looked down at my feet, glazing over my long coat.

‘Urm, sure. Yes I can take you there. I have a pair of old squash shoes if you would like to wear them?’

‘That would be very kind of you, thank you’

The lady walked to the boot of her car and got some old battered white shoes out and have them to me. I opened the passenger door and slide in. The car smelt like fresh pine and was immaculately clean.

We drove in silence, I didn’t know what to say and she clearly didn’t either. When she pulled up to the road I got out.

‘Thank you for the lift.’ I said poking my head through the window.

‘You’re welcome, sorry I didn’t catch your name’

I thought for second before replying, 

‘My name is Andrea, Andrea Riley’

And with that I turned and walked away. That was my name now, one I had claimed until I could find out who I really was.

Thanks for reading and as always feel free to pop your story in the comments below or link to your blog post.

The Stationery Geekette x

Writing  Prompt #3

Day 3 Prompt. Same rules, less than 750 words.

Miles giggled as he peaked through the gap in the wardrobe doors. He couldn’t hear Leila anywhere. 

He was sure it had been 10 minutes already but it felt like an eternity in here. The space started to feel stuffy and too warm.

*Creak*

Ah-ha Leila must be close that was definitely one of the floorboards in the hallway outside the room. 

*Squeak*

The door opened to the room. Miles’ breathing quickened as he struggled to contain himself. He didn’t dare breathe but he wanted to laugh. The excitement and trepidation was building inside him.

‘”Miles…Where are you? I’m coming to find you’”

Leila sounded really close. Miles realised that perhaps he had hidden in a stupidly obvious place now he had given it some thought. He knew once he had been found though it was time for ice-cream and jelly so he didn’t want to make it too hard.

Leila stopped outside the wardrobe door. Miles stilled and slowed his breathing.

Slowly the door opened. 

“Rawwrr” screamed Miles as he jumped out at Leila.

Leila screamed and stumbled backwards, tripping over the chair next to the bed. Miles watched as if it was slow motion, he couldn’t get to her before she fell backwards through the full length mirror. He stood shocked. Leila wasn’t moving and he was scared to go towards her, fearing what he would see. 

Miles felt the warm urine run down his leg and make a puddle as his feet. He heard footsteps running up the stairs.

“Oh my god, oh my god ” his mother half scream shouted. 

“Gary? Gary? Ring the ambulance quickly. Leila is hurt.

“SHIT, I’m on the phone now” Gary replied.

Miles started to cry, he ran to his bedroom and got under the bed. He was scared, worried and frightened.

After a few minutes he heard his father come in the room.

“Come out Miles, tell me what happened. Your sister is going to get some help, the ambulance is on the way”

Miles sniffled. He didn’t want to come out. 

“Please Miles” he father repeated.

Miles slithered from under the bed. His father sat on the bed and patted the space next to him.

“We were playing hide and seek, I jumped out on her and she fell backwards. It was an accident”

Miles told his father. To which his father replied, 

“It’s ok Miles. We will stay here until the ambulance men are here.”

The minutes ticked away. Not long after he heard his mother scream. Miles tucked himself into his father. He could hear his mother sobbing, the help had arrived.

His mother came into the bedroom, covered in blood, eyes full of tears. 

“It’s too late” she said.

“He killed my girl, he killed my baby girl Gary”

“No, he didn’t it was an accident Laura, she fell he told me” replied Gary. 

Laura laughed manically. Walked over to where Miles and Gary sat. The shard of mirror was hidden in her hand. The shard which she plunged into Miles’ chest…

That was when Miles woke from his nightmare. He had urinated in his bed again. The nightmare played over and over in his mind since his sister’s death 7 years previous. He heard his mother downstairs humming to the radio while she did breakfast. He got up and headed downstairs.

“Miles, good morning sweetheart. Want some breakfast?” His mother asked. 

“I would love some mum, thank you” and he sat at the table thanking God that his nightmare wasn’t real.

Thanks for reading.

The Stationery Geekette x

Writing Prompt #2


2nd Prompt of July. Decay. Less than 750 words and unedited.

‘I locked eyes with the coyote as it stood across the street from me.

Rooted to the spot, my feet wouldn’t  move. I didn’t know whether it was through fear or fascination. 

It looked as it was considering me, considering what It’s options were. It looked as shocked to see me as I was to see it.

With a sudden burst it dashed across the street and went down the alley way. I walked slowly to see where it was but I could no longer see it.

Could this day get any weirder? 

Things had been strange from the moment I woke this morning. My senses heightened. I could hear the conversation the neighbours were having over the road. I could smell the food cooking 3 doors down. My carpet didn’t just feel soft against my feet, it felt like heaven. I tried to remember the previous night. Had I been drugged? I know I was drunk, I remember being at the club, all the drinks and the shots we had. The last thing I remember though was Fraiser slurring words at me I didn’t understand. We were still in the club then.

Then there were the scratches, my arms were covered in them and his neck. What on earth had I gotten into?

And where was Frasier? I called him 7 times this morning. He surely would have some answers as to what went down. He probably got us in another fight, seems to be all to regular lately.

I continued down the road. The sun hidden behind the clouds still blinded me. The smell of decay from the nights bins floated in the breeze. I didn’t know where to go, I just needed coffee. Lots of coffee. 

I became aware of the black car before it turned the corner, there was something about it that didn’t sit right with me. I felt my pulse quicken. It slowed as it passed me, I could smell it stronger then. The smell of rot. I assumed it was the bins but it was this car. What the hell was inside it to smell like that. 

I felt like a hole the size of planet open in the pit of my stomach, dread oozed from my bones. Fear, genuine unadulterated fear poured from me. Whatever this car contained was not something I wanted to come into contact with and with that thought I turned and ran.’

Thanks for reading and please feel free to pop your prompt story in the comments or link to your blog:)

The Stationery Geekette x

Writing Prompt #1


Over in my favourite writing group one of the lovely Admin set us a challenge. To write a shirt piece of flash fiction under 800 words using the above prompt.

I wrote a piece just over 400 words (407).

It’s unedited and I didn’t think about what I wrote. I didn’t have any idea where I was going with it but I enjoyed it non the less.

Here is what I wrote.

Stillness…it crept around him. Paranoia seeped into his bones. He couldn’t her her, he felt her. A chill ran up his spine, the hairs on his arms stood on end. 

Paranoid is what they had called him. Delusional and paranoid. He wasn’t. He sensed the eyes around him. He felt the breath on his neck when he laid in bed in the dark. 

He knew they were there. Her in particular. She scared him but soothed him. He knew she whispered to him in the dead of the night. He knew it was her moving things around his room. Why didn’t she show herself? 

He believed in them, the pixies. He knew they existed. His grandmother had told him when he was younger. His sister just thought they were fairy tales told by a Kooky old lady but he knew better. He’d seen the light in her eyes.

They were there now, in the dark. He didn’t dare move, he didn’t want to scare them.

He whispered “I know you are there. I can sense you.  Please don’t hide”

He heard tiny footsteps running. His heart sunk, they were leaving him again.

All of a sudden the lamp flicked on. He moved his head slowly to where it sat on the bedside table.

There she was, facing her back to him. He moved forward slowly. Edging closer. She turned, slowly.

He screamed! He didn’t expect her to look like that. Her head bigger than her body, her face distorted like a crazed beast in a horror book. Her mouth, wide…sharp pointed teeth smiled at him. She hissed.

“Aren’t you glad you wanted to see us now?

He stood shaking, shock registered on his face. Delayed his reaction to run, to hide. A minute or two passed by, his nerve to leave lessened with each second.

He must be crazy, he took a step towards her. She sneered but didn’t make a move towards him.

Was he suppose to fear her? She looked as if she should be feared but she gave off an aura that told him he was safe.

He took more steps towards her so he was at the bedside table.

She looked at him, her eyes sad. He held out the palm of his hand and she walked onto it. 

“I won’t hurt you, if you won’t hurt me” the Pixie said.

He replied “I never want to hurt you, you’re safe with me

Thanks for reading and if you fancy also using this prompt I’d love for you to link me your writing . 

The Stationery Geekette x

July Writing Challenges

 

July Writing Challenges

I have a different sort of post for you today. I may have mentioned it briefly before but I am writing a book, well 2 actually but only 1 is my current main focus.

To help me get to grips with it a little more I am taking part in some July challenges.

The first challenge is NaNoWriMo July.

Instead of the usual target of 50k words I have lowered it to 10k. I have attempted to do NaNoWriMo before but always failed, I think this is because the word count was just to unacheivable for me..

There is a book group I am part of on Facebook which have a writer’s group and there are also some from there taking part so the extra support will be great.

For more information on NaNoWriMo you can find it here.

The Facebook group I mentioned is called The Fiction Cafe. Feel free to add yourself.

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My second challenge for July is a Project for 1 Book July.

I am doing option 3 – #GoBigOrGoHome.

For this I have chosen to use my 1 book to write an outline for my novel. I am going to work through a workbook which accompanies a book I recently read along with 2 other books by the same author.

The workbook can be found here

You can find more about One Book July here

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My last challenge is just a simple one for myself.

I am going to write for 30 minutes 3 days a week at a minumum. This is something which I feel  can easily do without committing too much of myself and my time.

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This feels like the perfect time to really get ahead with my writing. I am only just into my 2nd chapter and everything is still taking shape.

You can read the first paragraph of my novel here in a previous post.

Thanks for reading.

The Stationery Geekette x

 

 

SecretDiaryCo Travelers Notebook {Review and Set-Up}

You know I love nice pretty planners. Well, I was really excited when a friend of mine decided to start making and selling traveler’s notebooks.

I was lucky enough to receive a really nice surprise that she had made for me in my favourite colours.


I was surprised at just how big this was. It is an A6 size but it fits so much. I have set it up as a writing planner while I work on my novel.

There are two really nice large pockets in it and unlike a standard design TN it is a trifold with a popper opening. Just look at the rose gold metalwork!

Here Are some more beautiful pics of my set up.

The beautiful vellum dashboard is from FabPlannerPrint and the paperclip are from Notes and Clips.

To order one of Sarah’s amazing TN’s or one of her monthly TN Planner Kits then you can visit her website here.

You can also use the following code for a nifty little discount.


Thanks for reading.

The Stationery Geekette x