Shorts - Jack Noooooooo
2012 Writing challenge 1 from my Boss/Pimp
The rules are, each short must be 50 words or less; and each must tell a story with a point. My first one turned into a mini drama well before print and I can’t find the bugger! So I’m starting slightly late in the year; with this ‘new’ 1st attempt!
These will eventually be found ‘all in order’ for your convenience, on my page entitled ‘Dawny’s Mini seriessss, Writing Challenges from my Boss/Pimp and Sideline Squit’.
If you would like to join in the ‘Shorts challenge’ please doooo lead me to your snippets. 50 words certainly gets the imaginative juices flowing! (see novembrepleut.wordpress.com for some gems…)
Here be my first ‘shot at a short’…
Jack ran up the hill Read the rest of this entry
What a classic shot for drunken chuckles! 🙂
Well well well
I am drunk (thank fooook for spell check) and I am writing. I do believe this is a new experience in the life cycle of Dawny
Some addled thoughts…
My cat’s rock
I have several holes in my hand because I constructed 8 8 8 pieces of flat pack furniture and I BROKE the ROLSON screwdriver, 3 items in
My mum said, no offence darling but crazy people often have large amounts of strength
I love reading
I hate them pooey flies, called attic flies, they creep into the walls in the summer as tiny creepy puuupee shit, and then come and invade the house later, flying around all busted up; and landing their massive selves on me and my hands, with their vile and lengthy old legs.
They can’t reproduce and they are the fly version of 98 year old humans with cancer and dementia. And they disgustingly disintegrate over everything Read the rest of this entry