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Weekly Contest #345
‘Belinda Brightstar’s for sale,’ Bernie said. He’d just returned from his morning walk and entered the kitchen. Frodo, his recently acquired pet dog, waddled in beside his master, looking somewhat aloof as if he had other options but was sticking around to see if things improved. ‘What?’ Marg yelled from the laundry. She’d started the washing machine, a noisy old thing on its last legs. ‘We should go look for a new machine, Bernie.’ ‘Belinda Brightstar is for sale.’ ‘Okay?’ Marg said, but looked perplexed. ‘Is she a Jack Russell too?’ ‘I’...
Weekly Contest #344
The Mariners ‘Sir, that isle is inhabited.’ The ship’s lieutenant and second-in-command handed the telescope to the captain.‘Hmm, that’s unexpected. There appears to be a jetty…boats…and yes, people are on the foreshore. The place looks utterly inhospitable.’ The captain refocused. ‘I believe they are literally living below a volcano.’ He handed back the telescope to his subordinate.‘It seems to be active, a miasma is ascending from its summit, sir.’‘Yes, I think we’d best have a closer look. Our arrival might be fortuitous. They appear to b...
Weekly Contest #343
Kristina parked the hire car opposite the single-storey cube of a building, cringing in its utilitarian modernity as though embarrassed by its own starkness. A sign above the floor-to-ceiling door read Sphinx Funeral Chapel and Crematorium, with a stylised rendering of a sphinx beneath. The business name was odd, but she brushed it aside. She was there for one thing and wanted it over.She had been nowhere near her father in years. A cousin identified the body and left this final responsibility to her. Her younger brother, John, refused point...
Weekly Contest #341
An Exaltation of Larks On my seventh birthday, I acquired a tutor, and on that first day of our acquaintance, Sirius Autenberg chose to tell me about the number seven. ‘So, Andre, did you know that seven is auspicious? Why do you think that is?’I took a guess. ‘Um, I… Is it lucky?’ ‘Absolutely! My friend, we will get on splendidly.’ Sirius’s glasses glittered in the morning sunlight. A faint smile added an odd effect to his face as his spectacles and a sparse, greying beard failed to hide an old but poorly mended scar on his left cheek.‘Sev...
Weekly Contest #339
The Inedible Core ‘I think that man is looking at me.’‘He isn’t Mum. If he is, he’s cross-eyed.’ Wendy said.‘Mum, you say that every time. It’s just kids doing…look at that one. It’s quite good.’‘Ugly as sin, if you ask me.’‘Well, I no longer own a car, and you never learnt to drive, so we put up with it, don’t we?’The train pulls into the next stop. Wendy watched a woman running on the footpath beside the track, presumably to catch the train.‘She’s going to miss it,’ Wendy said.‘What?’ Barbara asked.‘Nothing.’‘It’s too hot,’ Barbara’s voic...
Weekly Contest #336
Cross Words Pages two and three of the newspaper lay open on the table alongside a mean little Black Mamba espresso. A hurricane and floods were devastating Texas on page two, and a story concerning an indecent act performed on the Minister of Transport's desk dominated page three. I took a hair-raising sip of Java and browsed the internet on my mobile phone to fill in the blanks the newspaper left. My knowledge of Texas is feeble—lots of cattle, oil and conservatives, I'd been led to believe by the very organ of record in front of me, but I...
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