I’ve talked a lot about LGBT characters in the last couple of weeks. This is the last post, promise. But I figured, given the amount of moaning I have done, I had to use this as a writespiration.
So here goes, this week your challenge, should you choose to accept it, and I really hope you do… is to write a story, poem or piece of flash using an LGBT character as the protagonist.
I’m not playing this week because I am writing a competition story, plus, my bounce piece from last week kind of, sort of, covers this.
Allie P was first in this week, with a short, but sad story that will make you feel for that little egg.
When grandma tested them in the water, the others rose to the surface. He sank to the bottom. He was,… the bad egg.
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Geoffle next with a sense of going back to school.
‘…Iain Robinson Independent 21,412. I declare Iain Robinson is duly elected to be Member of Parliament for Rushworth North.’
Iain looked at his new shoes. First day of the new term – worse than first day at school. And as lonely too, the only Independent member in this intake.
‘Mr Robinson? If you have a minute the Prime Minister would like a word?’
Iain blinked. Well that was unexpected, the flattery still ringing in his ears. ‘You can help your constituents – that bypass, for instance – if you support our plans.’ Iain smiled. He’d replace ‘support our plans’ with ‘prop up our minority government.’ Still nice to be wanted.
‘Mr Robinson? If you have a minute the Leader of the Opposition would like a word?’
Iain straightened his tie. This time he was prepared, this time he had a shopping list in his head. Maybe he wasn’t going to be so lonely after all.
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Jane is next with a hilarious twist to end her flash. Make sure you check out her post here.
Museum, cathedral, botanical gardens… car park. It should be here but it isn’t.
I turn the map upside down, face back the way I’ve just come and try again. The spire’s on the left, the cedar of the botanical gardens is poking up over the wall on the right, car park should be…
Where the fuck has it gone?
I’m swearing in my head which is a bad sign. Why do they even need a car park in this god-forsaken hole? It’s dead! Museum’s closed, cathedral’s falling down, and the botanical gardens have gone wild. Not surprising there are no tourists. Just the ugliest housing estate I’ve ever seen, and this awful smell.
Funny. One of those terrible houses, one like a pile of boxes, the roof, I’m sure, it sort of lifted. Another one, other side of the street. Christ! Rumbling! Is it an earthquake, or what?
Where did that fucking car park go?
There, more roofs flipping up, and there’s something inside, big green eyes staring. The boxes, they’re full of… Not rumbling. Growling. I recognize the smell now—cat shit.
I start to run.
A catnip mouse the size of a pony hits me in the back.
Jane Dougherty says
Poor little bad egg 🙁
Juana says
I would love to do this…..I’m going to reblog the challenge so I remember to get to it when I can. Thanks!
Sacha Black says
Thank you I hope you do join in would love to display your entry ?
TanGental says
I think I’ve probably done that.. can I be excused, Miss?
Sarah Brentyn says
He did. It’s good. <3
Sacha Black says
No. You must paste the entire text on here! Jokes – an excerpt would be good though if u fancy sharing if not don’t worry!
TanGental says
Oh ok…
Sacha Black says
:p you are excused Le Pard 🙂
edwinasepisodes says
I have had a go, not sure if the pingback worked or not though.
Sacha Black says
ooooh it did, thank you let me come and have a look now 😀 thank you so SO much for participating.
edwinasepisodes says
I really enjoyed having a go at this one Sacha 🙂
Sarah Brentyn says
I’ll try this. Meaning…attempt. I might not let it see the light of day. 😉
Sacha Black says
Tut.
Sarah Brentyn says
$1.00
Sacha Black says
$7
Sarah Brentyn says
Inflation? O_o
Sacha Black says
U were at 6 last night!
Sarah Brentyn says
Ah. Right. Crap.
Allie P. says
In the wee hours of the morning, I carefully tiptoed to our bedroom door. My wife shifted as I opened the door, exposing a bare shoulder. In that moment, she was once again my beautiful princess.
“Moommm!” howled the toddler down the hall.
My shoulder’s slumped as I turned from our bed and walked down the hall. His majesty beckoned.
Allie P. says
Sorry about typos. Darn phone.
Sacha Black says
AWESOME entry, very close to home for me too! hehe. bloody loved it.
Norah says
Oh dear! I’ve been doing the bad egg test all wrong. I thought if they floated to the top they were bad because they were full of gas!
I hope you get lots of entries in your competition this week. 🙂
Sacha Black says
Thanks Norah 😀
S says
This is funny because my main characters are almost always LGBTQ. I just prefer writing about them
Sacha Black says
Interesting, what kind of stories do you write?
roundtheworldmagazine says
Amazing site! Just discovered you on Pinterest! Currently suffering from writer’s block, I’m writing a LGBT novel about two women who fall in love.Thanks for a great space to vent ideas, I’ve really enjoyed the break 🙂
Sacha Black says
Thank you SO much, that is a lovely thing to say. You made my day 😀 ahhh that’s great to hear, there isn’t enough LGBT fiction if you ask me, especially not in the mainstream publishing industry. I hope you get unblocked.