Photo: Halloween by George Hodan
Welcome to “Spirit Hunt – When the Night Demons Visit”. We review last night’s Investigation at the Amphitheatre.
Cameras focused on clairvoyant Dan T. Inferno, who felt the building had seen ‘Wild Times’.
The team reacted nervously, as they heard a guttural growl, which Dan believed to be the spirit of a terrible Demon. The producer later admitted that his stomach was ‘off’ and may have been the source of the rogue noise.
At 3.02am, all the team’s electrical equipment simultaneously ‘died’. Paranormal activity or overloaded power grid?
A candle lit vigil continues, with the crew repeatedly chanting, “Toga! Toga!”, after consuming several bottles of chianti.
This is my contribution to 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups, Week #131. This weeks prompt is …when the night demons visit… For more details, visit Julia’s Place.
Photo: Copyright Björn Brudberg
You’ll probably recognise the legendary axeman, sitting on my right. We have an intimate atmosphere here at the Under the Radar Club. The sort of place where legends can take a break from those sterile arena tours, and play up close and personal to a few lucky punters.
I’m honoured to have sat close to the biggest names in Rock. Well, almost.
To be honest, we’ve all seen the cream of the crop, on TV at least. But their tickets cost a fortune! So here, we’re nurturing the lookalike Tribute acts. Giving them their first break.
Tonight, it’s David Filmore!
This is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers, 100 Word Photo Challenge, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
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Photo: Copyright Björn Brudberg
“Mikey! Time to get up! No? Just lay there then. I’ve been ‘blessed’ with the laziest son in the world! Your house won’t finish itself, you know. If you think I’m building it all by myself, you’d better think again, Sunshine.
I’ve bought us a new metal ladder. That old wooden one that broke, I’ve chopped it up for firewood. You should have seen it burn!
Well, I’m going to get myself a nice cuppa. You want one? You can just nod, you know. Or blink. The doctor says you can hear me. Please Mikey, squeeze my hand! Just once.”
This is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers 100 word photo challenge, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Please click the link for more details.
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Dating a conceptual artist could be confusing. She never used phones – too boring and conventional. But this was extreme even for Juliet. What was the meaning of the cryptic message on my doorstep?
Was she asking me to make up, or break up with her? Had our relationship fallen to pieces?
It was then I noticed the taxi parked outside. Juliet came running towards me, carrying two white arms and a bulging canvas bag.
She had decided to move in with me! I was beside myself with joy.
If I had known she was coming, I would have tidied up.
This is my contribution for Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Challenge, using the photo prompt, and hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
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Amanda was one click away from making a huge mistake. She knew it, but it was so tempting. She loved the Photo Challenges, but never got the recognition she wanted. For the “Nature” theme she hatched a scheme to get loads more ‘Likes’.
She selected a photo of Giant Redwoods. But it wasn’t her shot – she’d taken it from Google Images.
Just as she was about to post, the dogs pestered her for a walk. She gave in, and took them out onto the park. Amanda took a picture with her phone and posted that instead. Her most successful yet!
Thanks to my wife Amanda who has let me use her photo and her name in the story. I’d like to point out that the story is pure fiction – she wouldn’t dream of passing anyone else’s photos off as her own, and she gets plenty of recognition!
This is my contribution for 100 Word Challenge For Grown Ups #11, hosted at Julia’s Place.
This week’s prompt was …Decisions, decisions, decisions..
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