Saturday, October 9, 2010

Mini Challenge: MICROFICTION [Readathon]

Morning Readathoners!

My minichallenge is simple.  All you need to do is tell me a story in 100 words or less.  Microfiction is becoming more and more prevalent, so just take a break and try your hand at it!  Check these out too... they're fun micros.

Add your story in the comments, or sign this linky with a link to whatever post you've posted it in.  One winner will be drawn for a book of their choice from Book Depo up to $15.

(If you're serious about microfiction, check out this article with a whole lot of wonderful pointers!)

18 comments:

Amanda said...

Hi! My entry is on my dedicated mini-challenge page. :)

http://zenleaf.amandagignac.com/2010/10/readathon-mini-challenges.html

Alejandra D.L.F said...

Im not very good at writting in english... please be kind :).


Letranda and the white tigger

Letranda scaped from the asylum just to see the night sky for the last time. Just to see THAT star once again. She reached the roof and there it was, waiting for her. “Father, please, I just want to go home” she spoke gently like a child trying to apologize. The star felt from the sky all the way to reach her. It turned into a white tigger as it came closer. “Come with me my child... those ungratefull humans dont deserve you. Lets go home” She mounted on the tiggers back and no human saw her again.

leeswammes said...

Here's my story:

I was reading Dracula on the sofa. It was dark outside but with the curtains closed I felt happy. The book was interesting. Exciting. Then scary. A little something crept down my spine.

Tsh, tsh! I heard something brush against the window. I didn't dare to look. Creak....

The front door opened and a well-dressed man came in. He grinned his fangs at me! I was stiff with fear.

"Dracula?" he said, pointing at my book. "Will you read to me?" He settled down next to me on the sofa and we enjoyed the book together.

ladystorm said...

Here is my story:

Death was here.

I woke out of a deep sleep to the sound of a rapping sound on the window. I looked to the other side of the bed for Sam but he was not there. I screamed as I realized that the noise outside my window as a horrifying monster. Its long jagged teeth looked as if he was smiling at me. I instantly knew what had happened to Sam and now I was afraid I was going to end up with the same kind of fate. The monster howled and busted the window making his way to me. Death was here.

bookjourney said...

I don't think it was suppose to go down like this. Maybe the shove wasn't meant to be that hard. Maybe I just wore the wrong shoes or leaned the wrong way at the wrong time. Maybe. Whatever it was, I felt the rush of air behind me, the pressure against my back and the gasp that clung to the air as I slipped over the edge. As I fell, I wondered if this was the end... or the beginning.

journey through books @gmail.com

elizabeth said...

Here is my story:

Time was slipping away from her. She could not believe it was already nearing midnight, and she still had not started her assignment. "Procrastination is a habit that I need to break," she thought, "but there is no use breaking it tonight when I have a book that I cannot seem to put down!" So she neglected her assignment, but at least she finished a great book!

Mandy said...

She'd always been afraid of windows. Even as a baby, when put near a window, she'd cry. "They're portals to The DarkWorld," she'd cry out when she learned to talk. But at seven years old, her mother told her enough is enough, and made her start sleeping in her room, which had three windows. And each morning, her mother would say, "See, that wasn't so bad". But on the fifth night in the room, as she hudled in the corner, rocking herself, silently crying, the windows started to shimmer, the portal to the DarkWorld revealing itself to her once again.

Mandy said...

Oops, forgot my email

bratdownstairs at yahoo

Mrs. DeRaps said...

Deceptively simple. Indeed!

FICTION STATE OF MIND said...

Golem in the Wet Room

You know it's going to be a long shift when it starts with a Golem. Perched on the round metal circle, clay so dehydrated bits of him are falling off. I hose him down, center my self, feel the magic. My hands gently massage, knead ,shape,remove rubbish. I stand back the power fades and he stands eyes glowing mouth gently creaking into a smile. He even left a nice tip!

Kai Charles
mailkaicharles@yahoo.com.

Mariam Maarouf said...

Do I have to be a participant in the Read-a-thon to submit a MF?

Susieqtpies said...

Hiya!!! Stopping in and saying HI during the Challenge! I'm hosting Hour 19 *yawn* lol I'm your newest GFC and Facebook follower! Hop over and visit me today! Susie http://goo.gl/T8NY

I Heart Monster said...

@Mariam - nope, go ahead and participate! Wed
'D love to have you!

mer-duff said...

Here's my entry - down at the bottom of my running tally. Thank you for hosting the challenge!

http://mer-duff.livejournal.com/55953.html

Birgit said...

I too have a vampire story to tell, but it is from my own universe.

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The teenage girl had watched the man for several weeks now. He had seemed a strange man, but all he really did was sit on a bench for a couple of hours every day. Today she decided that she'd approach him and ask the one question that was bothering her.

"Um, sir, who are you?"

The man looked at her with a straight face and said, "I'm a vampire."

There was silence.

"Then if you're a vampire, then why aren't you sparkling in the sunlight?"

"Read Dracula, kid. Dracula walked in the sun and didn't sparkle."

Mariam Maarouf said...

Here it is! (Sorry I didn't submit it into Linky, but it's not working for me)

http://mariamaarouf.blogspot.com/2010/10/micro-fiction-mini-challenge.html

FairyWhispers said...

My first attempt at microfiction,



Stars shimmered in the sky,

He twirled me around in the sweet-smelling balcony,

With my shivering back facing the door,

Again, he twirled me around 190 degrees clockwise,

My chocolate eyes spotted this golden-haired boy in the ballroom,

this boy, a boy I recognized,

his eyes a shade of green so piercing stared right back at me,

I inhaled a little too sharply,

My perfect-looking partner noticed, and showed a puzzled expression,

He turned to what I was staring at,

I said, 'He found us'

He said, 'No, he found you'

He then, kissed me apologetically,

My tears of sorrow drop on my green dress once again.



what do you think?
wonder if someone would continue for me,

regards,

maidenhealer@hotmail.com

Anonymous said...

When the winner be announced ??