If you are participating in the 12 Short Stories Challenge, today is the day to submit your 11th short story for 2019, using the prompt: All We Need.
Our second last stories are going up. Another year of writing is almost behind us and it has been incredible. Well done to everyone who has submitted.
I will accept and approve posts for All we need (Word count: 500 words) from 6 November 2019, 8:00 (Johannesburg time | GMT +2:00), until 7 November 2019, 8:00 (Johannesburg time | GMT +2:00) on deadlinesforwriters.com.
Please ask Google to figure out what time that will be in your part of the world.
Please submit your story on www.deadlinesforwriters.com .
- Log in.
- Submit (Top right).
- Complete the form.
- Select the correct category: Prompt 11: All we need
- Do not select any other category.
- Your story must be 500 words. I won’t approve stories under 450 or over 550 words.
- Submit for approval.
- Read and comment on four other stories. Please spread the love. Look for stories that haven’t been read, instead of everyone reading and commenting on the same stories. If you want tips on how to comment, read this post: The Complete Guide To Evaluating Your Short Story.
- This is an exercise in discipline. The comments are a bonus. There is no prize because I want you to focus on writing for yourself and to try and take more risks.
- Be kind when you comment. Start with a positive comment, suggest an improvement, and end with something positive. We are here to learn.
- Our next prompt is at the end of this post.
A few more points:
- I will try to read as many posts as possible, but I do have a day job that I would like to keep.
- NO hate speech. None. If you see something nasty that I should be made aware of, please send me a message.
- Be careful of profanity.
- I need to approve every post. Please be patient with me. I am teaching during the day and I will approve them as quickly as I can. They will all go up.
Can I still join?
You can join the 12 Short Story Challenge in any month. So, if you start in September 2019, that will be month one for you and then August 2020 will be month 12. Sign up on www.deadlinesforwriters.com
Here is my short story:
We Had a Deal by Mia Botha Prompt: All we need | Word count: 500 exactly | Genre: family drama Warning: Drama, drama, drama Sarah gathered the envelopes. Small white rectangles, benign in their uniformity, malignant in their contents. Small cellophane windows sharing her shame with the world. She walked over to the couch. An empty beer can tinged as she kicked it against the foot of the coffee table. She unearthed the remote, flicked off the home shopping network, and nudged him. He grunted and burrowed deeper. “Honey, Allan.” She tugged the blanket off his shoulder, “Honey.” He mumbled, a roaming hand searched for the stray corner. He turned. She nudged him again. “Honey” He blinked himself awake. “Hey,” he smiled. He rubbed his face and tried to sit up. She moved to dislodge the blanket that was holding him down. “Guess I fell asleep,” he said. “What time is it?” “It’s just after one,” she hesitated, “I was hoping we could have a quick chat, before I fetch the kids.” “Where are the kids?” he looked round with a frown. “At school. It’s Wednesday. Middle of the week.” He turned to face her, wrestling the blanket again. A deluge of cookie crumbs, chips, and candy wrappers fell to the floor. “Late night,” he grinned. She nodded, but didn’t say anything. Worried about the words gathering in her head. “It’s the end of the month.” The first line uttered. He wiped a hand over his face, sat up straighter. “We’re in trouble.” Second line uttered. “What do you mean?” “The rent’s due, school fees are overdue and we have no food in the house.” She presented the envelopes to him, a fan of late notices with angry red stamps. “How did this happen?” She smiled to mask her disbelief. “You haven’t earned any money in more than eight months.” “but…” he tried to interrupt. “No, wait, I need to finish.” She held up a hand, “My salary doesn’t cover all our expenses. You know this. I’ve used up what savings I had. It’s time, Allan.” “Sweetie, you worry too much. We have all we need. You, me, the kids. That’s what’s important.” “I have nothing to cook for dinner. We need food. We need a place to stay.” He pushed the blanket back and put his feet on the floor. “What are you saying?” She winced at the sour smell. “I’m saying, you need to get a job. I can’t keep this up.” She waved her hand around the general chaos of the living room. “I work full-time. I come home to a mess every day. You don’t help with homework or housework. You’re not painting.” “I’m an artist. I work full-time. I’m thinking of ideas. It’ll happen.” “You haven’t created anything in months.” Third sentence uttered. “We had a deal. You said we could give it a go.” “You haven’t painted in months. You play videos games and watch TV.” “That’s not how art works.” “That’s how the bank works.” She put the envelopes on the table and left. He grabbed the edge of the blanket again and folded himself in his cocoon.
Here is the 12th prompt for the 2019 challenge:
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by Mia Botha
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