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Weekly Contest #58
Reedsy Writing Contest #207 - Lights Out Power Strike by Josephine Nolan “Go on Tom. They’ve been nagging you for weeks. Before we know it, the kids will be back at school”. I bet he was thinking “why me?” He never really liked camping. He quickly came back with “Why don’t you do it then, if you’re so keen”. My mother was coming for a few days. There was no way she would be camping out, even if we were enjoying an Indian Summer. She liked her creature comforts. My mother was always making suggestions that we could do this or that to im...
Weekly Contest #57
Writing the Will by Josephine Nolan Reedsy Writing Contest #206 3rd September 2020 He was writing an outline of the Will he would give to the solicitor in the morning. They would all be ready with their hands out, but they were in for a surprise. Jack Dalton had lived alone most of his life. He had been stuck with the farm when everyone else in his family had moved away. The eldest, Stephen, had gone off to New York in his twenties. Made good for himself as far as Jack knew. He hadn’t been home in rece...
Weekly Contest #56
Bus Stop Friend It had started to rain. Vera was freezing and cursing to herself as she waited for the bus. She moved her heavy boots up and down trying to keep her feet warm. Suddenly, her umbrella blew inside out, swinging her around and knocking her against the person standing behind her. “I’m sorry” she said, trying to wrestle with the broken umbrella. The woman glared at her. It wasn’t the weather to be sociable. Then, to her surprise, the woman said, “Can you manage?” Vera was doing a bit of a jig to bring the umbrella under contro...
Weekly Contest #53
WRITING CONTEST #202: Dog Days of Summer I was on holiday with the boy I loved, but now it was announced that there was a lockdown. How could I get home? It seemed like the opportune time to get away, without my parents. Dino had spent a year living with us as a foreign student, learning English. He came from a beautiful part of Italy, Rimini, overlooking the Adriatic Ocean. His father was a wine dealer, and his mother managed a restaurant during the summer season. Dino had two sisters, both attending college in Milan. They helped in the r...
Weekly Contest #44
Reedsy (story starts with 2 characters saying ‘goodbye’ 4th June 2020 Just the Beginning by Josephine Nolan “You will understand some day and thank me”. Who was she kidding? She would never forget the strained look on his face, trying to hold it together. Their eyes lingered until he became a blur. Molly stood on the platform as the train chugged its way down the track and out of sight. Her mother had always been difficult, demanding. “You’re out every night” rang in her ears as she boarded the bus home. It wa...
Weekly Contest #43
Secrets of an Old House There was debris everywhere. You never know what you’ll find when you start on an old house. They held mystery and surprises. But this house had unearthed something a bit different to the usual. Jim and his wife Martina were moving into their new home in September. Married two years, both teaching in local schools, it was their first real home together. The house was a turn of the century artisan cottage in the old part of the town, ten miles from the city. The previous owners had extended, taking up most of the back ...
Weekly Contest #39
Looking up at the Stars “Get a grip of yourself” Maureen said, pushing him away. There wasn’t room to be nice. This time she wasn’t trying to let him down gently. Some people can’t take ‘no’ for an answer. Paul was one of them. Nearly two years earlier, Maureen and John had married in a small church in the West of Ireland, with family and a few friends on either side. They were buying a house, that’s where the money was needed. For their honeymoon, they decided to hire a boat and spend a week cruising the Shannon. The summer had been good so...
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