Showing posts with label Louisa Bacio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Louisa Bacio. Show all posts

Saturday, December 13, 2014

#ThursThreads - Week 147 - Winners


Week 147 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. It was so nice to see so many of you this week! Thank you for coming back again and again to write and for helping me celebrate these years of flash. Great thanks to Michele Sieniarecki for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc.

Entries:
  • Jason McKinney | @jason_mckinney
  • Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetShiel
  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball 
  • Charley Emma | @lindorfan
  • Mary Decker | @mishmhem
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Louisa Bacio | @Louisabacio
Michele says: Many thanks for inviting me to judge.

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Silver James | @SilverJames_
Michele says: This felt like a good tease to a story I wanted to read more about. Who were these people? What was their history? Why was this woman always in the company of drug lords? The dialogue was a nice break from mostly narrative entries, and the writer managed to establish three distinct personalities in a short number of words.

Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
Michele says: Despite the potentially distressing content (thanks for the advance trigger warning,) this had loads of tension and suspense. Ultimately, it didn’t have enough of a beginning, middle and end—it seemed more like reading a page over someone’s shoulder on the bus then never finding out what book they were reading.

Mary Decker | @mishmhem
Michele says: It took me a couple of readings to suss out what was going on, but once I did—BOOM! There were so many unanswered questions, though. I spent way more time than is probably wise to admit trying to puzzle out the answers in the words given, but ended up tying my brain in knots and coming up with still MORE questions! If there was a “Made Me Think” badge, this would win it.

Week 146 Winner


Michele says: This was the total package--a perfect, self-contained moment in time that combined atmosphere, emotion and a personal triumph to win me over—with two words to spare! Despite being a self-proclaimed “Happily Married Woman,” she nailed the warring emotions experienced by the newly-divorced, the desire to please her kids (while one-upping her ex, if possible) and the torture of learning skills one never thought they’d have to acquire—and all of that in the rain.

Water blinded Susie, and she wiped the rain from her eyes, and used her palm as a makeshift visor. She peered upward at the dangling Christmas lights. A few more hooks and they’d be done hanging.

Why did the threatening storm have to hit now? The task seemed unfathomable. She couldn’t do it. It was impossible.

Feet sticking in the mucky mud, she dragged the ladder over a few steps, and tested its sturdiness. Up she went, a cross between cursing her lousy ex and praying for her own safety under her breath. The wood wobbled, and she froze –

Steady, Susie finished the last two steps and reached, tip-toes, leaning, stretching and hooked the next loop. A gust of wind blew, slanting the rain against the backs of her jeans. She shivered, teeth chattering.

After hearing Janie gush about the “Lights up at Dad’s house,” Susie had to do it.

Down, and over, and up, all the while the fury built. Blood pounded in her head while Mother Nature pelted her on the outside. She wasn’t cut out for this work. She should have hired someone.

One last hook. Down, and over, and up. She stretched, tossing the strand around the hook Mike had put up last year, and missed. Tears comingled with the rain.

She could do this. It was easy. She reached, flipped and success!

Down one last time, she shut the ladder and stood back – sparkling blue, red, green winked – and rejoiced.

Yes, she could.  

Congratulations Three Time Winner Louisa, Silver, Kelly, and Mary! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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Friday, July 25, 2014

#ThursThreads - Week 129 - Winners


Week 129 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 Anastasia Vitsky for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc.

Entries:
  • Yusuf Toropov | @LiteraryJihadi
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Toni Morrow Wyatt | @Toni1777
  • Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
  • Louisa Bacio | @LouisaBacio
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions
 
Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM
Anastasia says: Nice energy that culminates in a chuckle of satisfaction.

Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
Anastasia says: Siobhan creates a wonderfully sensual longing.

Week 129 Winner


Anastasia says: Lyrical pacing, stunning details, seamless incorporation of this week's prompt make her entry stand out. I would love to see this as part of a longer work.

Dry leaves crunched beneath Shawna’s feet. She stooped, gathering twigs and pinecones, kindling for the fire. The wind kicked up, swirling with a whistle around her ankles, lifting her black skirt. With her free hand, she held onto her hat before it adventured off.

Returning to the campsite, she placed the wood in the middle of the ring, under her cauldron. With her fingers, she rubbed the curved lip, infusing her aura into the cast iron. The vessel had been handed down via the women in her family, from mother to daughter, until it landed in Shawna’s hands.

With a strike of the match, the pine needles sparked with a blue-orange flame.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Dru, her best friend since childhood, settled her scavengings in the pile and took the seat next to her. Long dark hair draped over her shoulders and ran in streams around the swells of her breasts.

Shawna averted her eyes, and tended to the recipe. “I’m tired of being alone. This spell shows my one true love.”

One by one, the ingredients went in, and Shawna chanted. Dru’s leg pressed against hers, causing a physical heat. She concentrated, her voice growing louder.

She opened her eyes, and saw Dru. “No, that didn’t work.”

“Maybe it did.” Dru slipped her hand through Shawna’s hair, knocking off her hat and brushed her lips against the other woman’s.

Warmth infused Shawna’s body. The fire crackled, shooting up a flurry of sparkling embers. Magic.

Congratulations Two Time Winner Louisa, and Hunter! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

Pass on the great news on Twitter, Facebook, Google Plus, shiny mirrors, Morse Code, and signal flags. Check out all the stories here. Thanks for stopping by and happy reading! :)

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.

Entries:
  • 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!

Pass on the great news on Twitter, Facebook, Google Plus, shiny mirrors, Morse Code, and signal flags. Check out all the stories here. Thanks for stopping by and happy reading! :)