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Submitted to Contest #262
Ted lay flat, defeated entirely by the heavy, oily heat. Last night’s drink oozed from him, mixing with sweat and cheap suntan oil to form a grim, stinking cocktail on his skin. He slowly raised his head and scanned the poolside area to see if anyone had ordered a drink yet. He couldn’t be first, that was his rule. The usual crew, familiar after six days at the resort, lay scattered like dead things on loungers. The fat man with his thin white legs, the ancient woman dripping in gold jewellery, the bald man and his ugly wife. None of them we...
Submitted to Contest #260
Years. Long, long years of creating, killing, distorting and always, finally, despair. The writer's life, Ellie thought bitterly, the latest rejection slip clutched in her hand. Years of twisting and torturing her poor characters and stories to make them somehow acceptable in that shadowy, unknowable land shaped by the mad whimsies of a thousand faceless editors and agents, her only cartography the formless hints gleaned from scores of these bloody letters. Ellie walked to her desk, snatched up her pen, a rather lovely Mont Blanc, and w...
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