Not a mastermind by Chrisna Ribeiro

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1004 | Genre: Crime, Humour Tom was not an attractive man. To offset the roundness of his head he grew his hair out, but the result gave him an unfortunate resemblance to a horse. So he…

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The Club by Ashleigh Seton-Rogers

Prompt: The Club | Word count: 750 words | Genre:  Comedy

Astrid strolled slowly into the school.  It was dark out and the place was deserted.  She wasn’t sure what to expect.  And if it hadn’t been for the light up ahead, coming from one of the classrooms, she would have fled.

A Facebook message had started all this.  It had said something to the effect that she would ‘benefit greatly from this gathering’.  She had tried to look up the person “Glynis” who had sent the message, but their profile had been set to private and except for a pic of a cat as the profile pic, there hadn’t been much go on.  Nearing the door, she heard chatter and the scraping of chairs.

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Conversation with my spouse by Moira le Roux

Prompt: Conversation with my spouse | Word count: 1200 | Genre: Fiction

I sat on the veranda with my ancient laptop. I have been sitting here in sorrow for a long time – just staring. It has been six months since my mom died, and I felt bereft. Everything had revolved around her. If I went out, it was to see her, or go somewhere with her; so there didn’t seem to be any need to go out. William had bought me a landline phone, that had a mobile handset, so I could chat outside when my mom used to phone, but now all was silent. I have been so lonely.

Things had changed last week. My sister had too many work things to do, so she convinced me to take one over. It involved selling items off a website, so people would phone me. I was having trouble keeping things professional as my laptop was so old with a very slow memory. I spent my time outside, as I smoked, and my husband William didn’t. I was outdoors with the sun shining on my dark screen. I could hardly see, and if I wanted to open another programme my computer would say: “You have too many things open and the memory is stuffed so please restart your computer”. It’s hard to give good service when you can’t see, and the computer moans at you.

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Conversation with my spouse by Ashleigh Seton-Rogers

The prompt: Conversation with my spouse Word count: 1200 Genre: Comedy

Doreen sat apprehensively in the waiting room. It was minimalistic, bright and smelt new. A mute flat screen TV was playing in the corner. Advertisements and promotions on loop. Scott Granger’s latest courses and books that were on sale. Pamphlets neatly fanned out on the glass table featured workshops and mentorship programmes offered by Granger Limited. It was all so palpable now. She would be meeting the man himself. The man she’d been an ardent supporter and fan of since before his rise in popularity.

She’d never been one for motivational speakers or life coaches. She’d always considered herself to be pretty well put together. But when she’d started having problems with Dennis (her long-suffering husband of 30 years), she’d reached out and he’d come to her rescue. Looking down at the pamphlets she smiled at the one referring to his next annual symposium. That was the cream of the crop in terms of watching Granger come to life. His presence on stage was electrifying and the words he uttered were as if he’d read your mind. He really understood matrimonial issues.

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The list by Ashleigh Seton-Rogers

 The prompt: The list Word count: 1500 Genre: Comedy

Felicity’s heart battered against her chest with excitement as her dark hooded eyes scanned the folders on the flash disk. A flash disk she’d gone to great pains to acquire.

Amazing what a raucous girl’s night out with a frumpy, friendless, school admin assistant can achieve.

‘C’mon c’mon where are you?” she hissed through clenched teeth. Her beautifully manicured hands rolling the scroll wheel on her mouse.

“Mmm, ‘Private’ looks like a good place to start,” she thought and double clicked on the folder.

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