Category: Fiction

  • 14 day Writing Challenge 2020

    The goal of these 14 days is to take advantage of current circumstances and turn them into something useful: a brand new and marketable short story.

  • Lê-Jou-Eiers: Fluister liefdeswoordjies

    Hot Lady en Stokkies het mekaar in die verbygaan raakgeloop. Stokkies, op soek na sy droomvroutjie en Hot Lady na die beste vader vir haar nageslag. Die probleem met Hot Lady is dat sy ander motiewe ook het terwyl dit vir Stokkies net gaan oor die plesiertjie van die oomblik. Die tweetjies mik-mik vir mekaar. […]

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  • Sunday Photo Fiction: Fences

    Please klick the link to see what SPF is all about: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/02/14/sunday-photo-fiction-february-14th-2016/ “Mummy look at those strange two-legged animals!” Mum Rhino mumbled:” Don’t pay attention to them. I get so frustrated when I see them.” “Why, mum, why can’t I play with them?” Baby Rhino started stamping his feet. Ready to give it a go. […]

  • Sunday Photo Fiction: Circle way

    Do you want more information on the challenge? Visit the following link https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/02/07/sunday-photo-fiction-february-7th-2016/   The highway to the harbour was all blocked! No one could get through. The accident happened so fast. Trembling and very faint Luke tried to escape the flames inside the vehicle. He had to keep calm. Someone tried to open the […]

  • Picture it and write : Saved

    https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2016/02/07/picture-it-write-84/ Visit Ermila for more information on the challenge. Slowly the lovely girl emerged from the waves. She struggled to keep herself upright like all the strange beings on the beach. Looking down at where her legs were supposed to be: No legs, no feet! Nothing to stand on! Suddenly a wave pushed her up […]

  • FFfAW week January 19, 2016. Absorbed

    The intruders from outer spaces’ spaceship were impossible to detect by the human eye. XQB the leader looked through the small porthole. What it saw was good, very good. The reflection of the setting sun covered everything in shades of gold. All the buildings sparkled. XQB reported to the mother ship that it was time […]

  • Picture it and write: Enough is enough

      https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2016/01/20/picture-it-write-83/ “This won’t work!  Enough is enough!” Allan thought when he saw all the fish along the shore line. He could see dead fish. Some were still wriggling a bit but that would not last for long. Allan, who relied on catching fish for a living was very upset. He knew who were responsible […]

  • Sunday Photo Fiction: Fences

      I felt like screaming but instead I burst into tears. Why did it have to be so difficult to be me? I knew I was emotional when I told my friends the good news. To me, it was as if I could sing and dance forever. Then came the message: Don’t tell anybody! I […]

  • Picture it and write: Broken

    Visit: https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2016/01/10/picture-it-write-82/ Suddenly a clap of thunder sounded through the house. Kim woke up from her daydreams. She felt frightened and did not want to move from her rocking chair. She could hear no wind blowing and see no clouds drifting by through the window. What could it be? Kim slowly got up. She had […]

  • Cut the crap! Picture it and write

    Nearing the end of the year reminded me of times that had not been as straight as a road with dotted lines. Mishaps happen. Time changes. I went to see my family. Worst thing I could have done. I did not inform them that I was on my way, let alone that I wanted to […]

  • Crossing the street: Sunday Photo Fiction-Dec. 13, 2015

    “Can you believe it Quirk? It is green, just like us!” Zweack squeaked into  his tiny microphone in front of his sharp beak. “Tell us more about it Zweack. Hurry up you don’t have very long to stay invisible.” Zweack opened his beak to reply when he suddenly turned into a tornado spout. Round and […]

  • Sunday Photo Fiction: The Barn

    People slowly gathered in front of the old barn. All were anxious to meet the new performer. Nobody knew what he looked like and what he would show them. The town’s people heard about the performer when the distant drums sounded in the woods. Each sound had a different meaning which was the way they […]