Friday, April 18, 2014

#ThursThreads - Week 116 - Winners

Week 116 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. Thank you for coming back again and again to write and for helping me celebrate these years of flash. It was also wonderful to have some new folks stop by. Welcome! Great thanks to Cassandre Dayne for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc.

  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
  • Olivia Starke | @OliviaStarke
  • Jessica West | @West1Jess
  • Cate Derham | @Cate_Derham
  • Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • David A Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
  • M.T. Decker | @mishmhem
  • Sandy Lane | @sandyquill
  • Louisa Bacio | @LouisaBacio
  • Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
  • Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Olivia Starke | @OliviaStarke
Cassandre says: Poignant piece - a true reflection of life as we all feel, but are often times not willing to face.

Silver James | @SilverJames_
Cassandre says: The piece is beautiful in a sensory vision of words, one that guides us into another time, another place.

David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
Cassandre says: I immediately felt a passionate connection, a grasp of the incredible show. This one I want more of.

Week 116 Winner

Cassandre says: I felt the fear, the quiet apprehension. I could almost hear the rattled breathing. The phrase was used in such a way that left me chills.

The vein in her neck pulsed as she glanced around the darkened corners of the room. Alone, the feeling of being watched persisted.

A spider-web of sensation tingled against the back of her neck, and Kayla screamed, swiping at her bare skin. Nothing.

Marcus promised he’d meet her here at the abandoned house, but he promised a lot of things. Rarely, did they come true. After dating for two years, she should know better. Her heart ached, already knowing the decision needed to be made.

A creek of footsteps echoed outside in the hallway. The sound grew louder as the unseen individual got closer. Half an hour late; it was about time he arrived. She held still, waiting for him to enter with his excuses.

The doorknob rattled, and stilled. A huge thud pounded against the closed door, and another.

“Is that you, Marcus?” she asked, barely above a whisper.

Somehow, she knew it wasn’t. Whatever waited on the other side wanted her, and if she opened the door, it would have her.

In her back pocket, her phone buzzed with a text message.

“Just parked. Be right there.”

Her finger hovered over the keyboard, thinking of the last time he’d hit her, the blood filling her mouth, tart against her tongue. The threats to kill her if she ever left.

The old wood door creaked and strained against the frustrated onslaught.

She turned off her phone, and slid it back into her pocket.

“We’ll see about that.”

Congratulations Louisa, Olivia, Silver, and David! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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  1. Thanks so much for hosting again Siobhan! I encourage everyone to come back next week for the challenge!

  2. Wow, thanks Cassandre! And thanks Siobhan for hosting, congrats to fellow Honorable Mentions Olivia and Silver, and especially to winner Louisa!

    It's really good to be flashing again.


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