Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers ~ Writing challenge.

Hosted by Priceless Joy.

The goal is to write a story between 100-150 words (give or take 25 words) based on the provided photo.

Ice Swan

photo prompt is provided by Sonya O.


by John Yeo

I stood there admiring the workmanship that had gone into sculpting the ice to perfect this amazing ice sculpture.
“I am here to help you!” came a clear distinct voice from the ice. “I have very little time here before I melt away into the rivers of time.”
I stepped back in astonishment. “How can a block of ice talk?” I stammered.
“I am here as a result of a wish granted to a young lady, to melt the heart of an icy block-headed, cold-hearted idiot.”
The swan wiped away water with an icy wing, melting from its eyes almost like tears.
“Why me?” I asked? “I know of only one lady I would like to get close to, but she shows no interest.”
The melting swan sighed as the water gradually melted the ice, and the voice became almost inaudible.
“You are both very shy, we swans do not suffer from shyness.”
Then as the trickle of icy water became a flood. A whisper came from the water.
“Go and get her you fool!”

(175 Words)

Copyright © Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

This is in response to a challenge hosted by Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. If you would like to participate in this challenge or need more information, please click the following link:

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I am taking part in Mondays Finish the Story 30/03/2015, which is a challenge that provides a photo prompt and the opening sentence to your story. The rules indicate that the story you come up with must be between 100-150 words.

The link below takes you to Part Sixteen


© Image provided by Barbara Beacham ,

“Pizza anyone?”
Mozzarella cheese melted over beautiful black olives, succulent tomatoes, mouthwatering mushrooms, with chili peppers and meaty pepperoni. The dough was as light as a snowflake or the fluffy white clouds that were visible as she was drifting, clutching tightly to a floating log. Fear suddenly overtook her dreamy hallucination when Marg realised she was miraculously alive. Just!
Her head was hurting from the severe shock wave that hit from nowhere. The Brigadier immediately sent out search parties after a frantic call from a survivor who had reached the riverbank. Colonel Tom and Marg were still missing. Don Fernando raced to the scene and deployed a further team of men to hunt down Dickus on the river island.
Marg drifting along the rocky rapids desperately kept herself from losing consciousness.
The Brigadier frantically leading the search from a helicopter, adjusted his binoculars as another huge explosion sounded further down the river…….

(150 Words)

To be continued.

The link below takes you to Part Sixteen


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