Friday, October 10, 2014

#ThursThreads - Week 139 - Winners

Week 139 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. Great thanks to Cara Michaels for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc.

  • Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Eden Connor | @EdenConnor
  • Charlee | @lindorfan
  • Cate Derham | @Cate_Derham

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Silver James | @SilverJames_
Cara says: For your characters. Lt. Carter’s foul-mouthed antagonism, Dalton’s defensive anger… the interplay between these two seems destined for a bigger confrontation.

Week 139 Winner

Cara says: At first, I was ready to pass this story by… but then the reason for Jessica’s excitement emerged. Wrath standing in the shadows, egging on Jessica’s rage made for a super, creepy fun twist. Nicely done!

Jessica loved rodeos. The horses. The bulls. The contests. As she walked through the gate, with her ticket, the man collecting them looked her over good, “This isn’t your first rodeo…”

“No, it’s not,” she gave him a smile.

She sat in the stands, and watched, and waited, hoping for something special to happen.

On that day, she was not disappointed. It happened during the bull rides. A rider, thrown from the bull. The bull got him good. A big hoof planted on his right knee. “Yes!” Jessica leaped to her feet, her video recorder in hand, and zoomed in on the fallen rider. She recorded his fall from grace. The look of agony and fear on his face. The impossible angle at his knee, his lower leg jutting sideways, sticking out.

She had another scene to add to her collection.

“For you, Sis. For you.”

Wrath stood in the shadow of the bull, “It was a cowboy who killed your sister.” He pushed the bull, “Go stomp him more!” He laughed as the bull went wild, and Jessica recorded it all. “If enough of them get torn up, your sister will finally rest in peace.”

Jessica smiled. “For you, Sis. For you.” She hoped he’d never walk without a cane. “Cowboys will pay for what they did.” She hoped there’d be more to record as the day went on. “Let them all bleed, God. All of them. It’s what they deserve.”

Wrath laughed, and laughed.

Congratulations FIVE TIME WINNER Mark, and Silver! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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