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500 Words: Some Choices Are Not Really Choices
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Sunday, 24 January 2010. Some Choices Are Not Really Choices. This week’s sentence was taken from Alan Paton. 8217;s desperate message from apartheid-era South Africa, ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’. 8216;Jarvis sat a long time smoking, he did not read any more.’. Some Choices Are Not Really Choices. Smoke curled and writhed, playing lazily in the bars of sunlight. Dust danced. The only movement. The desk bare but for a reading lamp, a bottle of good scotch, two cut-glass tumblers and the gun. The lamp s...
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500 Words: The Fan
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Saturday, 13 February 2010. This week’s sentence was taken from Louisa May Alcott’s ‘Little Women’. 8216; A pair of silk stockings, that pretty carved fan, and a lovely blue sash. Despite their occasional meetings they had never met. The room was always dark. Twice now he had glimpsed the hands: heavy, scarred, age-spotted, yet always immaculately manicured. Expensive suit. Understated. Now they sat, sipping scotch in stygian gloom, idle chatter after Mac's debriefing from the Macao job. One thing ….
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500 Words: With Gods On My Side
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Tuesday, 10 May 2011. With Gods On My Side. This month's assignment was to write precisely 500 words based on either the following photograph or alternatively on a quotation from a Jorge Luis Borges'. Short story, "Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius.". The quotation is "Some limited and waning memory of Herbert Ashe, an engineer for the Southern Railway Line, still lingers in the hotel at Androgué, among the effusive honeysuckle vines and in the illusory depths of the mirrors.". With Gods On My Side. Their self-...
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500 Words: August 2011
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Saturday, 13 August 2011. Breakfast On The Day That It Happened. The current assignment was to write precisely 500 words based on the photograph below. Breakfast On The Day That It Happened. Deux crèmes et deux croissants, s'il vous plait. Here's the tray. Smiles. Merci. A deep breath, inhaling coffee and letting it out in a long, shuddering sigh. Watching Clothilde at work is always a pleasure. Her smile infectious and unbreakable, even faced with the dismal onslaught of old JD. Breaking the end off my ...
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500 Words: Passing Through
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Saturday, 21 November 2009. This week’s sentence was taken from ‘American Notes’. He had ordered 'wheat-bread and chicken fixings,' in preference to 'corn-bread and common doings'.". New Providence. Just a wide spot on a dirt road. 'Jo-Beth's Family Diner. No Dogs. No Coloreds.' was a lean-to tar-paper shed hanging off the side of a clapboard wreck that looked for all the world like a tornado had simply dumped it there in disgust. He ducked under the lintel and let his eyes adjust to the gloom. Looking u...
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500 Words: Tango
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Tuesday, 17 May 2011. The current assignment was to write precisely 500 words based on either the photograph in the previous post or alternatively on a quotation from a Jorge Luis Borges'. Short story, "Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius.". The quotation is "Some limited and waning memory of Herbert Ashe, an engineer for the Southern Railway Line, still lingers in the hotel at Androgué, among the effusive honeysuckle vines and in the illusory depths of the mirrors.". Engineer Herbert Ashe, however, would never r...
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500 Words: Parking For G
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Monday, 14 March 2011. A big thank you to Petrea. For helping me get 500 Words going again after a long period of creative constipation. This time around, the story was based on her fabulous photograph from her equally fabulous Pasadena Daily Photo blog. Reproduced with her kind permission):. If you're new to 500 Words, you might want to read a few previous "Bartleby" stories before reading this one as Mackinson is a character who has developed over some time now. Click Another one for Bartleby's album.
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500 words: November 2009
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Thursday, November 19, 2009. I've been bad, missed a week, and ended up rolling two prompts into each other. Prompt 1: Charles Dickens - A Tale of Two Cities. Through the rusted bars, tastes, rather than glimpses, were caught of the jumbled neighborhood; and nothing within range, nearer or lower than the summits of the two-great towers of Notre-Dame, had any promise on it of healthy life or wholesome aspirations.". Gustave Flaubert - Madame Bovary. He walked into the room, straight to the young woman sit...
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500 words: May 2010
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Wednesday, May 26, 2010. The Morning Goes Meta. But it was mostly beer doing the talking.". It was a dark and stormy night… Well ok, it wasn’t. It should’ve been. Considering. Instead it was seven in the morning, and the place being in Southern California, the sky was the same as 350 days a year: bright blue and twinkling like… like the eyes of Ewan McGregor. (Oh, Eewan… The narrator coos, and drools a little.). 8221; she cursed under her breath. Cats fed, coffee brewed the morning started to shape up...
