2017 brings 52 challenges over 52 weeks.
Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.
Submit your entries in the comments or on a blog post. You have until Sunday to enter.
This week I want you to continue the sentence below (the sentence doesn’t count in your 52 words).
Shannon Tellis says
This was a lot of fun 🙂 Here’s my entry:
It stared at me.
Judging. Assessing. Cataloguing every weak spot as its hazel gaze swept over me. Those eyes seemed to smirk as I raised my chin ever so slightly.
Light slashed across its features, making it seem more intense in its stillness.
As I braced myself for an attack, my reflection calmly stared back.
Sacha Black says
HA! Did not see that ending coming, what an awesome twist. Thanks for playing 😀
dianadevlinblog says
I thought you had me there. How would I write a poem based on such a prompt? Here is what I came up with. I called it “A matter of life and death”:
It stared at me
And I stared back
I had to end it
Terminate its life
Before it got inside me
And stole my breath
I waited till its eyes closed
And with one swift move
Of my pencil
I added a full stop
As the poem breathed its last
I was reborn
To write again
Sacha Black says
OMG another one I did not see the ending coming. What a brilliant twist
dianadevlinblog says
Lol yes, I was feeling a bit cheeky! Glad you liked it! 😂
Lesley Mace says
It stared at me from the jaws of my cat. I froze. With animals or feral humans it’s best to seem unthreatening. I moved slowly, off to one side, nonchalant, talking.
‘Good boy. Beautiful cat…’ I pounced.
Cat pulled into my lap I opened his jaws and the mouse dived for freedom.
Sacha Black says
*shudder* had to do that with my own kitty, not the most enjoyable of moments with them! haha. Another amazing entry.
willowdot21 says
I really am excited and looking forward to seeing everyone ?????
Sacha Black says
you and me both 😀
Jane Dougherty says
A not nice one…
https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/2017/05/17/microfiction-writespiration-it-stared-at-me/
Reena Saxena says
https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2017/05/17/is-it-success/
Bobby Fairfield says
Love the idea of this, had a go at https://wordpress.com/post/bobfairfield.org/1420
Sacha Black says
Hi Bobby, I can’t seem to see the post, can you link me up again please
Bobby Fairfield says
https://bobfairfield.org/1420
Ritu says
Here you go my dear girl!
https://butismileanyway.com/2017/05/17/writespiration-116-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-20/
pensitivity101 says
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2017/05/17/writespiration-116-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-20/
A touch of humour Sacha.
pranabaxom says
Here is the shortlink for my first attempt at writespiration prompt.
http://wp.me/p73yZZ-3de
denmaniacs4 says
It stared at me, a shimmering anthill of itchy expectation.
Nature had run amuck in my pristine garden.
The ants had moved in.
The rats felt entitled.
Opportunistic deer nudged the lid off the compost container and nastily masticated away as itinerant ruminants do.
“Will it ever end?” I scream.
“No,” answered George, my drunken neighbour.
http://www.engleson.ca
Sacha Black says
OMG worst nightmare, I am shuddering at the thought!
Rosemary Carlson says
https://rosemarycarlson.com/2017/05/17/the-coyote/
Heidi Ferber says
…and I stared back.
I lost my ‘give a damn’ months ago.
Behind bars, the only pain that used to reach me were judgments.
But that faded long ago…
I was a shell of oblivion. I felt nothing. I am nothing.
So I stared back, for the moment,
Distracted…
By my reflection.
Sacha Black says
Hi Heidi, thank you so much for playing, what a beautiful piece, I absolutely loved it.
Tim Seabrook says
Lying down alone in the apartment, the storm battered the city, a deep growling voice of thunder reverberated around the building when the lights flickered then died. Lightning pulsed staccato-like. My spine tingled as I felt movement, warm breath on my ear. From my periphery, I could only see giant saucer eyes. It stared at me…
Sacha Black says
OMG eeeeeeeeeeeek!!!!!! That is quite the terrifying entry. Love it.
Bryan says
I moved the green astro turf and it stared at me. The New York mouse, the angry asshole starts towards me. I run backwards screaming in fear. He may have screamed a war cry. I kicked out! He flew away dead, landing on a twist of razor wire, depressingly rotting for months.
(I did not follow instruction very well 52 with your words =D)
Sacha Black says
Super dark piece, I love it, really visual. Thanks for playing 😀
Bryan says
I should be thanking you for the inspiration!
Sacha Black says
That’s what I’m here for 😀
Jessica Bakkers says
Bahahahahaha! This is so me!! Fabulous!
Sacha Black says
:p