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Weekly Contest #319
Warning. Theme of Violence. In the past, a special bond often formed between children who celebrated their birthdays on the same day, marking not just a date on the calendar but an immediate happy bond that only children can do well at. But as adults, sharing the same birthday might bring a smile, maybe cause a temporary connection but we move on. Life feels pretty grim as I now confront the haunting reality that two people I have known for most of my life now share the same death day. My sister and Matthew, a boy I grew up with, both passe...
Weekly Contest #311
Warning: Swearing, Violence and Political suicide. I imagined myself as a myrtle tree. It wasn’t difficult to envision having roots, a wooden trunk, and branches that spread out with spiky leaves and soft pink, crepe flowers. That part was easy. I belong to Generation X, and being identified as an intangible criminal within that classification is the norm. If God were to erase a generation, it would be us—Generation X: the wayfinders, the truth-tellers, the healers, the artists, the visionaries, the jokers, the outcasts and Mavericks. Yes, w...
Weekly Contest #308
Warning. Capital punishment, violence, rape, discrimination themes and sexuality. 25/06/25 I like to keep my explanations brief because my client list is overflowing, leaving me little time even to brew a cup of instant soup. About a week ago, I decided to take on a pro bono job. It wasn't difficult to research, but it was certainly a bizarre case. I focused on my appearance. I puckered my lips and applied vibrant, low-cost pink lipstick that brightened my face. I curled my hair, watching as the ringlets bounced into place. Then, I fumbled ...
Weekly Contest #282
"I'm sorry, Rami. You were right; I never should have gone to that University Ball," wailed Sasha.Rami hissed as he dissolved Sasha's false ego, "That dress does not suit you!"Rami's mind made a deep sweep through his memories of the events during the last week.***"Are you ready?" Rami asked Sasha as he watched her go through her familiar routine of slipping off her shoes and standing in her socks on the polished timber floor. She nodded in response."Gemini, play my ethno-music loop, please," Rami commanded as he counted his cash drawer. The...
Weekly Contest #281
Please note; Sexual References.The train platform was damp. I could hear the train rattling in, its noise echoing off the tunnel walls. My educated guess was that it was only a minute away at the most. Frigid winds swirled around me, causing the soggy fallen leaves at my feet to lift their tips slightly as if longing to dance.I pulled my dark parka tight, trying to trap warmth around my torso. I wrapped my long, bright scarf around my neck and over my mouth and nose, hoping to warm the wisps of breath escaping me. The hood, made heavy by its...
Weekly Contest #266
Warning: Sexual References, Cussing, Swearing and Drug use and Mental Health referenced.I have always steered clear of Romance writing. I mean, the mushy, sentimental kind that some writers – mostly myself - shy away from. However, this week's writer's prompt happened to be that theme - Romance! It seemed pretty straightforward - boy meets girl, they fall in love, have some tension and conflicts then ultimately tie the knot - right?The recorded announcement at the train station stated, "The Brisbane City and Caboolture Train will arrive in a...
Weekly Contest #265
A partially shaved man's face came into view on my display, his voice melodic and soothing. “Hello, fellow YouTubers. My name is Listening Brad, and today, I'm transporting you back to Australia in 2018.The display transitioned to a rotating silver and purple flashing Merkaba accompanied by eerie music. A well-trained conspiracy theorist ear would pick up the music as a back-masked or reversed rendition of a well-known song from the 1960s which had explicit occult themes. The Channel's name was displayed in black, bold letters next to the no...
Weekly Contest #260
Warning. Cussing.Every morning at 3 a.m., for the last seven years, I started my day with yoga, followed by prayer. During the recent past, I was distracted by a small and vulnerable cat. Somehow he was aware of my quiet body movements and silent prayer and sent a soft meow through the gap between the old front door and the wooden floor. "Please, Miss, could we have some food?" The sweetness of the melodic, pleading sound tugged at my heartstrings for those three poor animals. Although it was deeply unsettling to imagine their stomachs growl...
Weekly Contest #258
Walking in this beautiful place, I find myself feeling calm and at peace, away from life's many trials. Some decisions that initially seem quick and straightforward often take years, a lifetime, or even lifetimes to sort out the troubles they caused. I walked along the shore of Sutton’s Beach to temporarily escape from my complex emotions. The afternoon sun felt gentle on my skin, and my wide-brimmed straw hat, with relaxed cords and toggle, swayed playfully in the breeze as it toyed with my long brown hair. My sarong beats on my hip like so...
Weekly Contest #256
Neroli's pained expression was evident as she asked, "Why can't you go to the Football with me tonight?" I felt a wave of discomfort, like I was drained of energy, as it surged to switch on my electrical fence. Growing up, I had overly permeable boundaries, so the thought of another pained barrage of begging triggered the beginnings of a headache. Instinctively, I contracted my body, much like a day flower without sunlight or a butterfly diving back into its used chrysalis. I couldn't bear to meet her gaze, knowing how intense she could...
Weekly Contest #254
Warning Explicit sexualityReference to the Holocaust and German Nationalism. Feeling slightly dizzy, I was overcome by a sense of confinement as steel doors slammed shut, trapping my consciousness in a narrow and dingy hallway. The restless, tangled, and lost souls around me created a weighted and suffocating atmosphere. My head was pounding; I needed to gain control and focus my eyes to stabilise my wavering reflection in the engraved wall mirror. I took a deep breath, and there, there, my face seemed tired. I thought to myself, "This ...
Weekly Contest #247
Warning Swearing words. 15/04/23 Last night, I dreamt that I was married to a successful and popular redhead. All the church girls wanted him, but I wasn't happy. When I told my mother, we both laughed as she advised me to text him and end things. As the alarm rang, I smiled, thinking back to the rigid sect I grew up in and how my mother had also relaxed in later life. The new workplace had a vibe. Jacko, my manager, had sharp, pointy hair and a toned body with a square-buckled new leather belt. Mary's presence was like sour milk, while J...
Weekly Contest #243
Suggestion of WW2 Holocaust.A chill touched my left shoulder. I looked at the sky. Australia, for their comfort, has defined autumn as the first of March. It's easier to say the first of March rather than maybe the twentieth, the twenty-first or the twenty-second of March. I know the lack of Sun. The Sun turning its back, or shining its face, defines the season, but I was so busy last week that I did not check what time the event Autumn Equinox would occur this year! Let's see, on the twentieth of March, it happened! I looked out my window, ...
Weekly Contest #232
Warning Swearing and Violence.Mention of death and stillborn.The sky was an electrical mishmash. I felt satisfied as I veiwed, from the patio, at the freshly mowed yard, "Just in time," I thought. Hot clouds behaved like a low, hoovering helicopter. The atmosphere stuck to my arms; It felt- sinister! My thoughts hurried, "I better go inside! A flash of lightning, immediately followed by a BANG, affirmed my observation. I exclaimed, "Hell, that was close!" My hair floated out and up from airborne static. The Australian Mother Nature's li...
Weekly Contest #231
Beware Swearing.Happy New Year! I said that about 8 am. I'm not sure really of that time, as the kitchen clock hands frozen at sixteen past one, and the loungroom clock hands, fast runners, said sixteen past eight.I could not be bothered to press my phone button on, to find out the real time via satellite, as I enjoyed the quiet and solitude of the morning light, and New Year's Day is only another day. For example, if I had a partner, they would receive a kiss every morning, no extra passion on the morning of Valentine's Day! It's just anoth...
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