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Weekly Contest #25
The Conquest of Happiness.For a moment he focussed on the slim book, its cover as bright as pop art. He’d wandered into Self-Help for the second time that week. On Monday he’d done an about turn and had escaped. But today had a different feel to it – the shelves didn’t loom up around him with quite the same height or quite the same air of judgement.Perhaps it was because of this bright little dust jacket that had peeked out at him from the bookshelf. A pink, yellow and green that clashed against the more solemn (well, duller) colours around ...
Weekly Contest #11
He was there at the end of the corridor in the near-dark, looking at me. Our old boxer. He’d got to his feet in slow jerks and now he trembled, half-covered by a layer of grey light that came in from the street. The dog’s jaw hung down withhis tongue out loose, because the night was hot. It was the sort of heat that sticks your pyjama top to you like you’re melting. It brought the world in close and crowded because you felt the air sit snug against your sweat, and felt warmth in your mouth when you breathed. The boxer had put his front legs ...
Weekly Contest #7
My whole life, I had waited for that day to happen. And how beautiful the day itself was, now that I’m looking back at it. Of course, that morning my head was full of other things. Worry and excitement, and emotions I couldn’t name yet, so I wasn’t focusing on the world outside the car. But even though I didn’t watch it, there was thick growth on the hedges we passed. Sunlight landed golden on the leaves. A rare cloud sat in a wide sky. My memory stored it away for years and I can look at it now.I was going to meet my dad. I was five ye...
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