Writing Challenge RESULTS – December 2018

One final time for 2018, here comes your monthly dose of brand new writing from Lockerbie Writers and beyond!

This month’s festive image of a toy Christmas pudding, out of a cracker, certainly had a few people stumped – but we can always count on you for some great pieces of writing, whatever the prompt! This jolly photograph has inspired some of you to write some truly mournful pieces, and I am grateful to everyone who took the time over the busy festive period to dig deep into their hearts and produce such emotion, alongside the expected joyful ones. I hope you enjoy reading these.

All that’s left for me to say is one huge THANK YOU to all of the fantastic writers who have contributed to the blog throughout 2018, and to everyone who has taken the time to read the pieces. Your support makes it all worthwhile.

Inspired to write? We’re taking a little break but check back in February 2019 for a new prompt!

 

Christmas Visit by Laura Mason

“Have A Merry Christmas, Laura.”

“Yes, All Our Troubles, Finally Out Of Sight!”

“Oh They Are Miles Away.”

“This year reminds me, of The Olden Days”

“Ahh, Those Happy Golden Days”

“I know, and Through All Of These Years, We Will All Be Together.”

“So Long As Fates Allow, Laura!”

“We are blessed to be Faithful Friends, Maureen,”

“Yes, Hang The Shinning Star, just there”

“On this Highest Bough?”

“That will do nicely.”

 

The Price of Pudding by Deborah Redden

Tom was too busy to want anything for Christmas. He had a shelter to make and money to find. It was harder this time of year, getting people to part with their cash. He supposed they wanted to keep it for their families; to buy toys and clothes and all those other niceties he’d never had. But, he was only ten, after all, and you never know, Santa might visit him one day. Of course, he’d have to be good first. A child that needs seven bells knocked out of them doesn’t deserve presents, that’s what his mum said. He supposed she was right – he shouldn’t have taken the pudding – thieves have to be punished! That’s why he was on the street. That’s why his eye was black.

 

Merry Christmas by Kerrie McKinnel

The dog, asleep, roasting near the open fire,

The baby nipping at my toes,

‘Jingle Bell Rock’ being sung by an enthusiastic pre-schooler,

And I’m dressed up like a Christmas tree …

So I’ll say it once again to you

(If you can hear me above the kids)

Although it’s been said every day, in every shop you’ve been into

and every social gathering, work meeting, and doctor’s appointment

you’ve attended for the last month,

Merry Christmas to you.

 

Different Meanings by Laura Mason

Christmas is meant to be a joyous occasion, and though I love the season and am of cheery demeanour, there are always moments of sadness. Family no longer around, broken hearts and disappointment from the lack of good will. But what cuts me the most at this time of year is the empty spare room, the lack of toys under the tree, the fun and games missing from the night in front of the fire. I love Christmas and the wonder that it stands for, but I will always have a sadness inside me. I will always reflect and wonder what if.

 

Dear Chris by Deborah Redden

Dear Chris, 25-12-11 15 Christmas pudding racer

In recent years I have found my job increasingly unrewarding. It’s undoubtable that I’m the best ‘man’ for the job that I do. But, having gone to great lengths to get over my insecurities regarding my ruby-red honker, I feel my efforts to guide the way through many a hazy sky have gone unnoticed. Why, for example, should you be plied with mince pies, pudding and brandy, when I have to make do with a few mangy carrots? I’m the one who pulls and drags whilst you sit on you butt giving orders. And that put aside, flying whilst intoxicated is illegal! You’re a bright man, Chris, you don’t need telling – it won’t be long before the police come a-knocking! Mrs Clause won’t be best pleased.

That’s why I’m leaving – I don’t think I could stand the fallout … I’m not built to withstand a broken home. And so, with a heavy heart, I give you my resignation. A week from today I’m leaving for the Maldives. All this cold has played havoc with my knees.

Yours Sincerely, your concerned and loving friend,

Rudolph.

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Writing Challenge – December 2018

T’is the season for a festive writing challenge!

Grab your pens and keyboards …

 

Writing Challenge – December 2018

In 100 words or less, write a story or poem inspired by this photograph. (Hint: It’s a Christmas pudding racer toy out of a cracker! As always, it’s only a starting point!)

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Entry Details, Terms and Conditions

  • To enter, simply add your entry as a comment on this blog post or on our Facebook post, or email it to kerrie_mckinnel@hotmail.com. Entries will be accepted until midnight, Monday 31st December 2018.
  • There is no prize or winner – it’s just for fun! All entries will be read by at least one member of Lockerbie Writers group, and their favourites will be published on this blog and/or on Facebook. Entries will be judged on criteria including originality, plot, and enjoyment.
  • The challenge is open to everyone, including members of Lockerbie Writers.
  • Entries should be fictional, maximum 100 words, based on the prompt. You can enter as many times as you like. All entries must be the entrant’s original work, must not infringe on the rights of any other parties, and should not contain anything which might be considered offensive. Lockerbie Writers reserves the right to remove any entries/comments which they decide do not meet any of these conditions.
  • By entering, you agree to allow Lockerbie Writers to publish your entry on this blog and on their Facebook page. You will retain the copyright to your work.
  • If you have any questions, please get in touch!

Writing Challenge RESULTS – November 2018

It’s that time again – get ready for some brand new writing! This month’s image was a photograph of the moon. Thank you to everyone who took the time to enter – it was a challenge in itself to choose our favourites from the variety of fantastic stories and poems.

Inspired to write? Check out December’s writing challenge!

 

Just a Phase by WJane Swan

You couldn’t make it up. They caught the guy who did it through his username in the online astronomy group. OK, before D.I. Zangpo joined the force, he was a Buddhist monk, right? So in the monastery they lived by the phases of the moon; New Moon, fasting and silence, 8th Day, Tara prayers and so on. Well, the D.I. noticed that all the offences were committed a few days after the full moon. Now, what’s that phase of the moon called? It’s called “waning gibbous”. So that’s how he nailed the perp. From checking out the astro-group members’ usernames – Wayning Gibbus!

 

A Brooding Moon by Steph Newham

There’s something crazy going on. The Staff Nurses’ Hostel is electrically charged. We give a collective sigh. The full moon’s waning; time for Dr Whites and sanitary belts. Boyfriends absent themselves; men faint at the sight of blood, they’re not used to seeing it. So why do we expect anything different from them? But we’re used to blood. Blood pumping from bodies, seeping from burst infusion bags; drip-dripping from a picked scab; draining tension. Our work, our own bodies bathe us in blood.

We eat ice-cream from tubs, gaze up at the mythical man glowing through un-curtained windows. We discuss the rhythm method, compare our lunar peaks while the moon and our hormones are in synch. We nurses, connected to the moon by our bloodied hormones, brood.

 

Moony-Eyed by Deborah Redden

Two elderly women sat in a bustling cafe, the plodding chords of ‘Sugar, Sugar’ taunting their ears, and the glare of midday sun making comfort impossible. ‘Course, my Bill sez it’s all a hoax,’ said the larger of the two, taking a healthy bite of a brimming cream bun and pushing the plate of similar fare toward her friend who sat opposite. ‘Sez, there’s no way a Man can land on the moon, and all those films were made in a Hollywood studio.’

‘Can’t say I’d agree, Aggie,’ said the other, her eyes full of mischief, her hands fumbling over a lemon-yellow fancy with a dark chocolate drizzle that dripped over the edges, plopping unto the table with an audible ‘plip’. ‘But, I do know this, I’ll not say no to looking at that Kennedy once or twice more! Thank God for the old Telly-Box, eh?’

 

Just a Taste by Laura Mason

I ran my finger over the smooth flesh, before gently teasing the skin with me tongue. A smile played across my lips, how long it had been since I had done this? I gripped the flesh firmly in my hand as my tongue slid across my canines, I opened my mouth as sunk my teeth in, my mouth salivating as the skin broke, and me bite sank farther in. Pulling away, I gazed at the apple in my hand. “Man, these taste so much better than I remember!”

 

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November’s prompt photograph. Copyright Kerrie McKinnel 2018.

Writing Challenge – November 2018

The nights are drawing in, the weather is getting colder … what else is there to do EXCEPT write?! I’d planned to go down the conventional ‘fireworks’ route for this month’s prompt, but while looking for something suitable I came across some photographs of the moon, taken around bonfire night last year. Let’s see where it takes you!

Get your pens and keyboards ready …

 

Writing Challenge – November 2018

In 100 words or less, write a story or poem inspired by this photograph.

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Full moon. Photograph copyright Kerrie McKinnel 2018.

Entry Details, Terms and Conditions

  • To enter, simply add your entry as a comment on this blog post or on our Facebook post, or email it to kerrie_mckinnel@hotmail.com. Entries will be accepted until midnight, Friday 30th November 2018.
  • There is no prize or winner – it’s just for fun! All entries will be read by at least one member of Lockerbie Writers group, and their favourites will be published on this blog and/or on Facebook. Entries will be judged on criteria including originality, plot, and enjoyment.
  • The challenge is open to everyone, including members of Lockerbie Writers.
  • Entries should be fictional, maximum 100 words, based on the prompt. You can enter as many times as you like. All entries must be the entrant’s original work, must not infringe on the rights of any other parties, and should not contain anything which might be considered offensive. Lockerbie Writers reserves the right to remove any entries/comments which they decide do not meet any of these conditions.
  • By entering, you agree to allow Lockerbie Writers to publish your entry on this blog and on their Facebook page. You will retain the copyright to your work.
  • If you have any questions, please get in touch!

Writing Challenge RESULTS – October 2018

Well, this was a good choice of prompt! It seems as if everyone had fun responding to this photograph of a wedding-themed chocolate. (Click here to read the original post.) Thank you to everyone who took the time to enter.

Here is a selection box of our favourites for your enjoyment. Prepare yourself for some sweet writing … puns intended!

Inspired to write? Click here to see November’s prompt!

 

The Black and the White by Laura Mason

Among the sea of colourful clothes The Black stood out with The White

From the past to the present, no distance to far. The Black and The White Brought them Together.

Long lost friends and families forgotten. The Black and The White Joined Them Together.

Laughing children with new friendships made. The Black and The White Binding Them Together.

Dancing through the night, from the first to the last. The Black and The White Are Bound Forever.

 

Catch my Good Side by Deborah Redden

You shouldn’t have ate those last three bars of chocolate, Michelle – that’s what I said to myself at my last dress fitting, when it wouldn’t go passed my knees and my back resembled a pleated fan. Not that I have a fiancé anymore. He left at the fifteen stone mark … with my best friend, actually. Said that I was a fat old cow, and that he and Sandra were off to the Maldives to be wed. I wished them good luck. I’m still having my day though. Nobody’s gonna take that from me.

Ned thinks I’m beautiful. ‘Don’t mind meat on a woman,’ he says, when I tell him I’m carrying weight. Still, I don’t think he realises I have nearly thirty stone of it. S’pose that’s the beauty in his blindness! And he’s an old codger after all, so I won’t have to put up with him long. Marriage is a small price to pay for all that money.

 

The Beginning by Laura Mason

Your touch to my skin made me shiver,

No matter how much had passed,

I knew that this would be forever.

The cool metal slid over my finger,

Your smile, the light in your eyes,

Giving me a delightful shiver.

I watched the words form on your lips,

It was time to say “I do”

Our vows binding us together,

I closed my eyes as you leaned in for that final kiss,

No longer alone, and forever us.

Our life could finally begin.

 

Melting Moments by Rita Dalgliesh

My love on sight is a Turkish Delight,

We share this Galaxy; orbit Mars, the Milky Way,

Aero space and Magic Stars … tis sweet destiny.

He’s got no time For ‘er or ‘o’ cher… just me

As a Fruit and Nut case I’m loved no less.

Nuptial options: maybe Bournville, The Maltesers

or Triangles of Toblerone? Cause we’re Bounty wed.

 

There’s Whispas a Topic; look! Our Caramac’s here.

White, dark, milk, plane, Roses cover Picnic pews

A cleric Crunchies, Munchies throughout our service.

Afterwards the Celebrations, brave Heroes devour;

Twirls amid Revels.  Bopping like Dunking Dipsticks

We writhe; Ripple and Flake, left on our own,

And Melting Moments linger on.

 

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Writing Challenge – October 2018

We’re back! After a brief pause during a busy autumn season, Lockerbie Writers are back with October’s writing challenge. This one is a special one for my brother-in-law and his fiancée who are getting married this month – but that doesn’t mean that you have to go down the happy route when you write your response to this photograph! Remember, the prompt is only a starting point. Take a minute to brainstorm and see where the image takes you.

Get your pens (or keyboards) ready …

Writing Challenge – October 2018

In 100 words or less, write a story or poem inspired by this photograph.

*NOTE* We’re going back to the old system – this month you can now email, private message or comment with your responses, and we will collate our favourites into a blog post at the end of the month. Full details below the photo. We can’t wait to see what you come up with!

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Entry Details, Terms and Conditions

  • To enter, simply add your entry as a comment on this post, send it in a private message to our Facebook Page (Lockerbie Writers – www.facebook.com/groups/lockerbiewriters), or email it to kerrie_mckinnel@hotmail.com. Entries will be accepted until midnight, Wednesday 31st October 2018.
  • There is no prize or winner – it’s just for fun! All entries will be read by at least one member of Lockerbie Writers group, and their favourites will be published on this blog and/or on Facebook. Entries will be judged on criteria including originality, plot, and enjoyment.
  • The challenge is open to everyone, including members of Lockerbie Writers.
  • Entries should be fictional, maximum 100 words, based on the prompt. You can enter as many times as you like. All entries must be the entrant’s original work, must not infringe on the rights of any other parties, and should not contain anything which might be considered offensive. Lockerbie Writers reserves the right to remove any entries/comments which they decide do not meet any of these conditions.
  • By entering, you agree to allow Lockerbie Writers to publish your entry on this blog and on their Facebook page. You will retain the copyright to your work.
  • If you have any questions, please get in touch!

Open Mic Night, September 2018

With Storm Ali on the way, the weather last night was nasty … in fact, it was a perfect night to head to the pub for a spot of storytelling and poetry!

The room at the King’s Arms Hotel, Lockerbie, was packed with an enthusiastic crowd of almost twenty people. Writers and story-lovers had come from Annan, Moffat and Dumfries to hear what was on offer and to join in. We even had a couple of guests from London! It was such a delight to welcome the mixed crowd to the Lockerbie Writers’ event.

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The night certainly didn’t disappoint. There were short stories, poems, and opening chapters to novels, with contributions from friends and family as well as members of Lockerbie Writers, our sister group A Novel Approach, and Moffat Writers. In less than two hours we covered childbirth, suffragettes, grammar, politics, washing machines, war, fantasy, dragons, crime and even a spot of murder!

At the end of the evening, it was lovely to get the chance to chat to a few people and get their feedback. Everyone had enjoyed the variety of writing on offer, and the opportunity to meet writers from other areas or other writing groups. Our own unique styles of writing and the choices we make in genre and character reflect something of who we are as individuals, and we all headed back out into the storm with a smile and feeling as if we all knew each other just a tiny bit better.

Interested in our next open mic night? Let us know!