first fff in a while! And now i have to know: how many times can i write about obeah before i actually need to research it? flash fiction friday #42 (inclusion)trigger: religion, superstition, tradition, vision, collision. Shaman He didn’t like to talk about it, but given the nature of gossip, everyone knew and did the talking for him. Big time evangelist preacher, but I hear his brother is a obeah man! Yes! I hear it too! An’ it wasn’t jus’ he, his granny in it too! My tanty was tellin’ me so de other day… Not to say…
Flash Fiction Friday #38: Obeah Ting
FINALLY!!! i am sooo sorry i took so long to do it :/ tried something a little different here, please comment on its effectiveness. fff#38: (starter) what i/you/he/she/it/we/they didn’t know… What she didn’t know was that I would do for she. She was rubbin up under my man when I tell she to stop it an she never take meh on. Well I had tell her I was a obeah woman too an she didn’t listen to dat neither. Yuh see granny had d gift and mummy was to get it too but mummy say dat was simmi-dimmi foolishness an…
Flash Fiction Friday #37: Une Nuit Dans Les Bois
fff#37: (inclusion) pair, pare, pear, peer, père, pier. “They just don’t respect us any more, Anansi. Hunters come and go as they please, and they don’t tell the stories like they used to. Ask the children who Papa Bois is and they think is some guava switch to jumbie them into behaving good in school!” His leafy beard rustled as he shook his head. “You complain, Bouchon, but at least they talk of you. You know who they replaced me with? That stinkin’ Brer Rabbit. A rabbit! What part of Anansi the Spider-man did they miss? Cho, thinking about all…
Flash Fiction Friday #35: Rites Of Passage
First fff written for the new year. (not the first given eh… this one is a good 2 and half weeks old…. but it was hard to find something that wasn’t dirty.…) fff#35: (inclusion) spank, drank, thank, stank, rank “Drink it nah boy!” Jason hesitated. The clear liquid in the purple plastic cup stank. In fact, it smelled almost exactly like the methylated spirits his mother had used to clean his grazed knees last month. The same mother who would deliver the spanking, no, it was safe to say he would receive a cut-ass for this, if she found out…
Flash Fiction Friday #34: The Traveller
So i decided to play a lil ambitious with this one, i wanted to get an epic poem feel, then i kinda didn’t feel like settling down to write, hence the delay. not sure if i’m completely satisfied with the end result, but i certainly don’t hate it. i could have gone subtle with the words but i decided against it. fff#34: (choice of inclusion) ghost, roast, boast, toast, host. The traveller had been warned against this route Though it promised to be quicker. Brave, Strong, Could survive anything that was thrown at him, Was his boast, Though the weariness…
Flash Fiction Friday #33: Rendez-vous S’il Vous Plait
clearly i am not stickin with this one 🙂 fff#33: (inclusion) wet, match, chain, trigger, rendezvous She clutched her coat more tightly to her body in a futile effort to shut out the cold rain. It was assignments like these that made her long for home, or at least to be sent somewhere tropical. She crossed the empty street, careful not to slip on the slick cobblestones and entered a small tea parlor with dusty cakes in the window. She chose a seat in the corner of the shop and hung her wet coat on the back of the wrought-iron…
Flash Fiction Friday #32: Teacher’s Pet
eugh. finally. this one did not want to be written at all, and hence, i don’t like it very much. but it’s the only way i can get fff#33. (and for those who catch on…. ahem… doh make it out please :P) fff#32: (starter) i/he/she/it/we/they took everything She took everything mundane about our classes and spritzed it with her flowery perfume. Most of the boys where enthralled by Ms Bell. The ones in the upper classes attempted to wow her with their newfound charms. Us younger ones just blushed when she asked us questions and tried to impress her by…
The End
Ah, yet another piece that i started years ago and never finished. It doesn’t even want to tell me when it was created…. but i think about 2 years ago? either way i just finished it and i’m quite pleased with myself 🙂 read and hopefully enjoy ^_^ The End We are driving along the highway then crash, bang, then nothing. No sounds, no sights. I can’t feel my toothache, my back isn’t itching any more and toe has stop throbbing. My completely blank mind is tarnished by the advent of a thought: Am I dead? The sensory blackout is…
Flash Fiction Friday #3:
(no title yet…. i forgot what i wanted to call it : ) fff#3: (Starter) They never could get that right They never could get that right thought the old man wryly with a shake of his silver head. There was something in the act of taking off, the tension in his thighs, the effort of getting past the mental block to the allegedly impossible, the way that the ground buckled slightly when his feet eventually left the ground, that none of the books, the comics, the movies or the TV shows never got, far less for this made-for-TV movie….
Flash Fiction Friday #31: Dat Is Obeah
Fff#31: (idea inclusion) witch, egg(s), cave This one is a lil bit different cuz i’m not really to use the words, more the ideas of them…. which is what i was supposed to do last week but this one came out much better. i really like it actually ^_^ it lil long doh…. Kenny sat in his truck as he stared apprehensively at the house. It was one of those old wooden houses with shutters and fretwork that had fallen into the disrepair that came with age. Lonely tufts of grass sprouted between moss-covered, formerly white, pebbles. A large mango…