Crossing the Line by Jen Berthold

Prompt: That will not be necessary | Word Count:1195 | Genre: Adult Drama

The bold yellow line of paint on the ground in front of her marked the boundary. The tarmac continued past the boundary line invitingly, into the shade of a large fig tree with widely spreading branches. On the other side of the tree the tarmac rolled back into the summer sun, right to the edge of the church building. Continue reading

Broken-hearted by Maria Kinnersley

Prompt: That will not be necessary | Word count: 1200 words exactly | Genre: Fiction

She curled up in her bed, the covers over her head. The alarm had gone, but she did not want to get up. Her heart was broken and she had lost the will to get on with life. What was the point now she thought to herself? The person who was the meaning in her life did not want her; Continue reading

Eikelane by Annalie Kleinloog

Prompt:  That will not be necessary | Word count: 1200 | Genre:  South-African Historical Fiction

Rumours of a pending war detracted from the excitement of wedding preparation. It suited Bessie. The frills and thrills that accompanied this tradition were beyond her reality. Lucas was her gentle force of reason. Continue reading

Plated by Mindy Goorchenko

Prompt: Leftovers | Word Count: 500 words | Genre: Contemporary realism


Porsche had sunk to a new low. She was very, very drunk. Not only had she ingested her own profuse supply of alcohol; she had gone through the entire apartment and finished everybody else’s leftovers. Sloppy seconds of margaritas, champagne, wine, Jack and Coke. It all went down her hatch. And she was feeling it now. So gloriously, sloppily, shittily drunk. Continue reading

Wilting by Adam Jeffrey

Prompt: Left Overs  |  Word Count: 510  |  Genre: Fiction

He parks under the carport. Light rain tinkles the tin roof. He stares through the arc of clear windscreen to the lined weatherboard. His eye wanders from right to left along a single plank. A cobweb, a circular notch in the timber. There, the paint has bubbled. He moves up to the next plank and begins to scan left to right. Continue reading

Left Overs by Fran Mills

Prompt: Leftovers | Word count: 500 | Genre:

The sun was shining brighter than it had in a week. Evidence of the previous days of stormy weather laid about everywhere.  Chairs were knocked over, the tin blown off the wood pile and dead branches, pruned by gusty winds, covered the drive way.  It had been days since he had ventured outside to enjoy the fresh air.  On this day he hesitated, not ready to begin the cleanup he knew he would have to once he wandered out the door. Continue reading

Residue by Paul J P Slater

Prompt: Leftovers | Word count: 500 words exactly | Genre: Fiction

The meeting was short, details washed over me; her nasal voice added to the shock.

Her lips stopped moving. She stood up and extended a cold hand in a feeble handshake while the other delivered my P45 or whatever passed for the same in my adopted country. I clenched the papers. Four weeks pay I heard. Lean times come with cutbacks. The whole department. She’s not from this office, parachuted in from Sydney to deliver the news. Continue reading

Left over life by Patricia Holburn

Prompt: Leftovers | Word count: 500 words | Genre: Drama

I head down the road to give my unused house paint to the local park painter who makes a fairly decent living from other people’s unwanted. I hope he paints a sun. The paint is bright yellow, looks okay on my walls, but I don’t know where I got it from or when I painted my 12 walls. Continue reading

From a Bygone Age by Julie Stock

Prompt 11: Leftovers | Word count: 500 words | Genre: Fiction

‘What will happen to them all, Josie?’

She turned her wrinkled face towards her friend and frowned. ‘What do you mean?’

‘After we’ve gone, I mean. Who’ll point out to them the dangers they’re facing?’ Continue reading