Orgasm 55

So, it's Friday again, which can mean only one thing. Time to scratch my head and wonder what the heck I'm gonna do to come up with a 55-fiction that is actually worth the blog space it takes up, and thats not very much!!

I couldn't decide what to write about, so I took a look at the suggestions (thx guys) which were made after I requested topic ideas on a previous 55. This one was put forward by the lovely Laney, next week I may well take another from the list.

If there are any readers out there, new or old, that didn't help out with topic ideas last time I asked, please, please feel free to do so here!!!! I need all the help I can get!!!

His urgency was clear, he wanted to release his passion that instant. She was just beginning to climb the last, beautiful mountain, knowing she would soon achieve what every fibre in her body had been aching for.

At that moment he released a long, satisfied sigh. Her climb cruelly and abruptly halted.

Bastard she thought.

Disclaimer: I would just like to point out, to all my readers, that this is part of my Friday 55-Fiction, and as such bears no resemblance to my real life ...
Why I'm still in love my husband, reason no. 26

Indecision 55

Pondering what topic to pick today, I thought of happy happenings and emotional events. Should it be orgasms, break ups, death?

Whichever one I choose I somehow don’t think that I will have enough words to convey what is on my mind, it is so cluttered with life. 55 fiction this week should be 155.

Lottery 55

Thanks to those of you who gave me suggestions for 55 topics a couple of weeks ago. This week I have used one of Laney's.



£10 for the first three.
The fourth is mine.
Ball 5, Oh God, it’s there too.
Heart beating, breath held, I hardly dare look.
Shaking.
Eternity.
Ball 6 is …….

YES. NO. YES.
Double check, triple check.
ALL 6 in one row.

My dreams, lay before me on the ticket clenched in my hand.
JACKPOT!!!

Holiday 55

This may be my final post before I leave for my holiday, and as it's Friday, I used that as my subject to base my 55 on.

Don't write to many entries each in the next week, you just know I'm gonna have to read them all somehow when I get back.

On a final point ... don't miss me too much ... what do you mean you'll hardly notice I'm gone?

HOLIDAY ROMANCE

The attraction was instant. Her heart pounded, he was gorgeous. They strolled across the shimmering moonlit sand, danced and laughed. They were inseparable for three days. On the flight home she smiled, as she recalled the night their two bodies became one.

At home, the drunken fists of her father knocked her back into reality.

Fridays 55-Fiction

Crikey, Friday has come around again so quickly! I'm sure I can't have had 7 sleeps, 7 eats and 7 ... well, I can't believe it's been a week since my firt 55-Fiction.

Fiction is not my strongest writing form, not that I don't have imagination, but writing about feelings from the heart and experiences in life, is always easier for me. However, spurred on by the encouraging comments last week after my very first 55-Fiction, I have written this one for all those who requested something 'happier'!

Their greatest desire, to have two children, though even the first seemed elusive. Each month, another failure. IVF failed 3 times and was not offered a fourth. Desperate, they took the road of adoption.

One month after their new daughter came to live, a miracle was discovered. The family of four would soon be complete.

I'm cheating here a little maybe, but brainblock is a terrible thing! I need suggestions for broad based topics on which to base my next 55-Fiction... all ideas greatfully received.

Hope you all have a fantastic weekend.

My first 55-Fiction

I have been at it again. Although I understand it's a blog thing, I have stolen this from Michael's and Cathy's site, I hope you don't mind, but Cathy, the last trilogy of 55-fiction you wrote was so powerful as was Michael's 'I can't drive - 55' that it inspired me to try one myself.

I wrote some Haiku a few months ago, and whilst I don't have Miss U's or your talent for writing I do enjoy it, so I thought I would make you all suffer reading it!!

I googled it first, and came across this site 55-Fiction amongst many others. For anyone that doesn't know what 55-Fiction is, it provides a full history and explanation but this is the basic rules:

55 fiction is the art of writing a short story in 55 words or less. At first glance, it sounds ridiculous but if you read a few you may be suprised just how much you can say in such a short space.

A peice of 55-fiction must be a peice of fiction, not a poem, essay, a scene or an
errant thought. The New Times says that the story should have:

. A setting.
. A character or characters.
. Conflict.
. Resolution.

Subject to the above, the story can be about anything you want, but it should be no more than 55 words. You can write LESS than 55 words if you want.

Of course - The best writers in history have often broken all of the
rules and somehow got away with it - So... Why not?

So I began.

Lots and lots of hyperthetical, screwed up,tossed on the floor pages later, I have these two. The first, was a bit weak, so I had to try again.


BIG DAY HAS ARRIVED

Time to leave. Damn the weather, she thought, climbing into the drivers seat, and heading towards the town.

The man in the passenger seat left when she stopped but watched as another man got in. She drove off slowly.

When she returned, the men exchanged places again, and she tore up her ‘L’ plates, beaming.


TIREDNESS KILLS

He knew he should stop driving, exhausted as he was, but was desperate to get home, to surprise his wife, for her birthday.

He woke up, briefly, to sounds of grinding metal, breaking glass and screeching breaks behind him. Then darkness.

His wife when told “your husband’s dead” collapsed; I never told him I'm pregnant?


Now look what's happened, I'm in the mood for writing. This last one is loosely based around the 55-fiction rules, by loosley I mean it has 55 words, but it's more of a verse than a short story. I figured if the best writers can break the rules, so could I!


HELL ON EARTH

So sudden. So quick.
World in pause
Pain. Knife. Twist.
Heart is breaking.
Pieces. Torn.
I’m Suffocating. Can't breathe.
Panic. Help.
It can’t be. It can’t.
I love him.
He wouldn’t.
I’m Suffocating. Can’t breathe.
Numb.

Too Sudden. Too quick
No time for goodbye.
Pain. Knife. Twist.
I hope he knew,
I loved him.
NUMB.