Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers ~ Writing challenge. The goal is to write a story between 100-150 words (give or take 25 words) based on the provided photo. 


This week’s photo is supplied by PricelessJoy


by John Yeo

The village church was sinking, substinence was having a devastating effect on the foundations. The venerable priest was desperately trying to raise funds.
Many of the villagers had found peace and comfort here. For several generations their families shared many memories of the little church. Travellers and the needy were always welcomed and some even depended on the church for help and sustenance.
Esme, a very unkempt elderly lady who somehow resembled a large bundle of rags, sat on the church steps every Sunday. Sadly she was reviled and shunned by some who ignored her pleas for mercy and a few coins for food. The priest always arranged for a little food and water to be left for her, sometimes a few pieces of used clothing.
One very cold day in winter Esme was found dead on the church steps. When they searched her meagre possessions, a very dirty envelope was found addressed to a local solicitor. To the amazement of all, Lady Esmerelda Pierce was a very eccentric wealthy writer, she had bequeathed her entire estate to the little village church.

(174 Words)

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JUNE 20th, 2014 ~Writing 101,~Day Fifteen:~Your Voice Will Find You

You’re told that an event that’s dear to your heart — an annual fair, festival, or conference — will be cancelled forever (or taken over by an evil organization). Write about it.

For your twist, read your piece aloud, multiple times. Hone that voice of yours!


By John Yeo

We live in a very rural, very pretty small village, on the East coast of England, in the county of Norfolk. Almost every village or small town here, has a church that nowadays is pretty sparsely attended. In days gone by when churches were packed, the village church would be a very important part of the community. Many of these historical churches have been sold off and put to other uses, including blocks of flats, or art galleries. In one very sad case, legend has it, that one lovely old church became a bingo hall.

We have received the very sad news that our very own familiar old church, will be closed for good next year, as it is now considered uneconomical to continue operating the church as a place of worship. We will be joining another congregation in one of the neighbouring villages. This will be a very sad loss to our community as many of the old families from around this area regularly worshiped here. Not only will we be losing our lovely old church, we will also be losing the village fete that was organised to boost the church funds, together with the general church and village social life.

Sadly, many uneconomical churches all over this country are getting sold off, due to falling church attendance and high maintenance costs.

We will be very sad to see our dearly loved historical church go to property developers, It almost seems like the house of God suddenly is sold for profit and the speculators make even greater profits from the refurbishment of the properties.~From God to Mammon.

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