Friday, March 8, 2013

#ThursThreads - Week 61 - Winners

Week 61 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales! Thanks to all who came to write yesterday. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. Thank you for coming back again and again to write. Great thanks go to Ann Mayburn for reading the stories.

  • Jeffrey Hollar | @klingorengi
  • Theresa Breaux | @theresabreaux
  • Rosalind Nazilli | @vixenfiction
  • Doris O'Connor | @mamaD8
  • Megan E. Clark | @thewritermegan
  • Mary Papas | @MaryPapas2
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Susan Hayes | @capricia13
  • Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
  • Rebecca Brennan | @bexbrennan
  • @LupusAnthropos
  • David A Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
  • Cara Michaels | @caramichaels

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
Ann says: Cara really made me want to read what happens next.

Megan E. Clark | @thewritermegan
Ann says: I love snarky kick ass leading ladies who don't wait to be rescued.

Rebecca Brennan | @bexbrennan
Ann says: The author managed to put a sweet innocence into the scene. Not something easily done in so little space.
Week 61 Winner

Ann says: I picked Susan Hayes because she paints a very clear and vivid picture of the world she's building without having to 'tell' me it.


“Welcome to Proxima Station. Is your visit business or personal?” The droid’s programmed greeting was so chipper it made me cringe.

“My visit? It’s uh…personal.”

“Alrighty then. Your application has been cleared. Please enjoy your stay!”

“Yeah, sure.” Who the hell came to the zero-g honeymoon hotspot of the quadrant for business? I waded through a sea of lovey-dovey couples & trios and quickly decided that coming on my honeymoon alone had been a very bad idea.

This was supposed to be the best week of my life, a celebration of love and happily ever after. Instead, it was shaping up to be a week of eating ice cream and drinking myself to death at the zero-g bar. At least I still had Tad’s credit chip. Not that he knew that. Yet.

“I hope she was worth it, buddy.”

I was still cursing my cheating ex when I went to board the shuttle to my hotel, which was probably why I tripped and landed flat on my face at the driver’s feet.

“Are you okay?” The driver had a nice voice, deep and gravelly. I knew someone who had a voice like that once. I screwed up and broke his heart. Karma had paid me back for that in spades.

“Nothing serious.” I wiped the blood from my split lip and look up into a pair of familiar green eyes. Jake.

It looked like karma was balancing the scales again. This time, I wouldn’t screw it up.

Congratulations Three Time Winner Susan, Cara, Megan, and Rebecca! Please DM or PM me with your email addresses so Ann can contact you for your prizes. And don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it! :)

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