#SwiftFicFriday – Week 24 Prompt

#SwiftFicFriday – Week 24 Prompt

Welcome to the new and improved word sprint writing prompt series – #SwiftFicFriday!

After some feedback and more consideration, I’m updating the rules to give more people a chance to participate! Instead of 30 minutes or just an hour, I’m opening the prompt up to FOUR hours: 8:30PM-12:30AM on the east coast.

Other things to keep in mind:

– Include social media links/handles/anything you want to promote (Twitter, FB, etc) & word count in the comment with your submission.
– Submission must be between 150-300 words.
– All stories are property of the authors.
Winner will be determined via reader votes over the weekend.

Ready, set, write!

Prompt: Alright my peeps – work’s been hectic and I nearly forgot to schedule this post, so let’s keep that theme going by writing about a character who bites off more than they can chew.

Happy writing!

7 thoughts on “#SwiftFicFriday – Week 24 Prompt

  1. Eloise stepped into the Callowwood Library and took a deep breath. It smelled like books and patience and knowledge, and she loved it. She just hoped the familiar scents would calm the butterflies in her stomach when it came to the task she had ahead of her.

    Yeah, the task Tommy made fun of me for. Anger surged at the memory of her erstwhile fiancé laughing about her efforts to find her older sister. He’d called her a wannabe Nancy Drew and said she was too dumb to figure it out.

    Yeah, like that would work. They’d done nothing so far so she’d just make her own efforts. She spoke to Mrs. Trace and the old librarian had helped her learn how to use the search engines using keywords and reverse lookup.

    Eloise set her glasses on the desk and rubbed her eyes. How could she going to sort through all this information and still come up with nothing? She Goggled or Giggled or whatever the hell they called it for hours and all the details she’d found added up to nothing.

    Maybe Tommy was right. I’m just too stupid to figure this out.

    She covered her eyes with her hands to hold in the tears as she leaned back in the uncomfortable plastic chair. It was hopeless. She’d never find her sister now.

    “Eloise? Are you okay?”

    The rich, male voice washed over her and made her heart thunder with painful recognition. Kyle Howler. The one man she couldn’t keep her mind off of even when her sister was missing. I’m pathetic.

    “No, I’m not okay. My sister is missing and I can’t find anything on Goggle.”

    The warm chuckle made her scowl as she opened her eyes. “It’s Google, and maybe I can help.”

    296 #CallowwoodPack words

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  2. Charles Ashton Thomas III Gets Revenge
    Charles Ashton Thomas III strutted down the street, his perceptive green gaze flitting from tree to bush to car. His caramel-coloured coat gave him a mysterious aura, and he stopped every so often to ensure it was well in place. His preoccupation with his appearance was distraction enough for Harold Bombay, the neighborhood bully, to pop out from the nearby alley. Before Charles Ashton Thomas III could react, Harold Bombay had him pinned to the ground, pressing on his throat.

    The two tussled, rolling back and forth across the road and into Mrs. Cuthbert’s flower garden. “Oh, you naughty boys! Go on, now! Shoo!” The old woman swatted them away and turned back to her tulips.

    Their brawling disturbed, the two eyed each other warily. Harold Bombay reared up, ready to strike again. But, this time, Charles Ashton Thomas III was too fast for him. He rose to his full height, puffed out his chest, and let out a menacing growl as he laid into Harold Bombay, scratching his face and eyes. Harold Bombay howled in pain, turning on his heels and running off, back into the alley.

    Charles Ashton Thomas III licked the blood from his paws and purred happily.

    201 words @EmpathUtopiast

    Sorry for the double comments, this is my first time submitting. I’ll get the hang of it soon!

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