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Weekly Contest #221
Gisela Woldenga 752 Runnymede Ave. Coquitlam BC, V3J2V1 email: gwnovels@gmail.com Tel.: 604-939-5357 THE HOUSE IN THE PARK Emily stopped and pointed. “Look at that house, Claire. It’s like a left-over from another time. And those colors.” Claire focused her camera. “Yeah, who has skinny, pink houses with yellow shutters nowadays.” Emily felt a small shiver going down her spine. “Not shutters. The windows are boarded up. They look like dead eyes.” Claire giggled. “How dramatic. Maybe we can find out what it’s still doing here. But rig...
Weekly Contest #215
isela Woldenga 752 Runnymede Ave. Coquitlam BC, V3J2V1 email: gwnovels@gmail.com Tel.: 604-939-5357 THE HOUSE IN THE PARK Emily stopped and pointed. “Look at that house, Claire. It’s like a left-over from another time. And those colors.” Claire focused her camera. “Yeah, who has skinny, pink houses with yellow shutters nowadays.” Emily felt a small shiver going down her spine. “Not shutters. The windows are boarded up. They look like dead eyes.” Claire giggled. “How dramatic. Maybe we can find out what it’s still doing here. But righ...
Weekly Contest #185
Gisela Woldenga Word Count: 1004 words 752 Runnymede Ave. Coquitlam BC., Canada, V3J2V1 Tel.: 604-939-5357 Email: gwnovels@gmail.com www.gislaauthoractress.com A Dragon’s Problem Mugs, the dragon, opened one eye then the other. He yawned and let out a blast of steam. He wriggled the spiky end of his tail and rattled a heap of gold coins. He liked that sound. Mugs sighed. He had had a long nap but he wasn’t happy. Slowly he turned his bulky body around and looked a...
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