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Narnia With Benefits #writephoto #shortfiction

‘What is it? Can I take this blindfold off yet?’ ‘Nearly… There!’ Rodney stood back, arms apart in one of his tada! gestures that Jessica found soooo irritating. Jessica blinked, eyes adjusting to the crepuscular light. ‘It’s a tree.’ For … Continue reading

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History Repeats #writephoto

‘She’s there, just by the shore.’ Sarah glanced nervously at Martine, hoping for some response. Any response. ‘How far?’ Sarah sighed. Martine was like the others. ‘About 200 yards, at two o’clock. She’s staring out to sea.’ Of course she … Continue reading

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It’ll Be A Blast, Mr. President #writephoto

‘It’ll Be A Blast, Mr President.’ ‘Yes, Mr. President, we’re sure you’ll like this one. It plays to all your particular preju… policies as well as achieving the Ultimate Goal.’ ‘The UG? You sure, Rumpled? You know what happens when … Continue reading

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Competition Is Its Own Life Blood

Lentilah Blossom stood at her door and checked her watch. One minute past the hour. Where was the old bat? Just winding me up, she thought. She’s the one who’s moaning if I’m even a fraction late. Well, just you … Continue reading

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Love In A Hot Kitchen #writephoto

The members of Pollop on the Nadge’s Woman’s Institute would have come up with the following adjectives to describe themselves, if prompted with either: discrete flattery; or the opportunity to view the lightly oiled pectoral muscles of Jem Hayrick, the … Continue reading

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When Getting Your Roots Done Is Just A Protest #writephoto

Whip Willow and Twigs Birch stood, aghast. Twigs spoke first. ‘Did you know?’ Whip shook convulsively. ‘Just there was this old lady who needed her roots doing. Nothing like this.’ ‘She doesn’t need a prune, she needs a digger. How … Continue reading

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What Wood You Do?

‘And…?’ Robinia danced about nervously, her roots showing with each twitch. Oaken Treestump frowned at the flashes of the shrub’s exposed unbarkedness. Really these saplings had no sense. She’d topple over if the wind picked up and then where would … Continue reading

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