Eclectic Corner #5 Story Prompt – Fictional Writing

Eclectic Corner #5 Story Prompt

Fictional Writing

I love Eclectic Corner (medium)

I love Eclectic Corner

So who of my blogging buddies are going to join me this week in some fictional story writing?  I hope I see a large array of hands up 😀   

Thank you

First of all I would like to thank everyone that participated, commented, guessed and had fun in Eclectic Corner #4 which was a Guessing Game post.  The entries got obviously harder and ended up with me pulling my hair out trying to guess.

The InLinkz page is still there if you fancy some fun trying to guess for yourself, you can find it here – Eclectic Corner #4 Guessing Game – Just click the Eclectic Corner badge at the bottom of the post and it will take you through to the InLinkz page where you can then blog hop.

I had my grand reveal, Saturday just gone, which you can see here:- Grand Reveal Eclectic Corner #4 Guessing Game – you will also find if you blog hop on the other entrants, some of them will have done the Grand Reveal also, you might want to let yourself out of your misery from guessing.

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If you are new to Eclectic Corner & wish to find out a little more about it, please click here

Here is a brief summary:

  • Write your post then please create a link on your post to this one – this way it shows in the comments and doubly alerts me and shows others quickly of your participation.
  • Please mention the Eclectic Corner Challenge & use the badge provided above.
  • When you create your tags, please include Eclectic Corner in it, then anyone searching this challenge ‘should’ find your post.
  • Once your post is written, please put the URL in the InLinkz below, this will then display your post on a page with everyone else so that you can all see each others wonderful pieces of work and socialize.
  • Make sure you chat and have fun.
  • The InLinkz will close Friday 6th February 2015!

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What is happening this week?

This week I am doing something different again.

A few have asked or suggested that they would like something a bit more writing orientated.  I know some of my photographer buddies have mentioned they also would like to write more.

So I am providing a photograph, featured before, of which someone suggested would make a great story prompt.

You can find the original post if interested here:- My Master’s Feet

So I would like to invite you to use the photograph below to write a fictional story from.  There is no right or wrong way to write it.  The posts won’t be critiqued or anything else, just pure enjoyment for others to read, so please do not feel shy in writing if it’s your first time, it’s just a prompt to enjoy.  This is a perfect space to just let your imagination run wild, even if it is for just one paragraph.

Length limit – 1500 words

Teddy & feet

Teddy & feet

You are welcome of course to use the Story Prompt Photo in your post 🙂

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Please find below my entry for this week.

Story Prompt

 

Teddy & feet

Teddy & feet

There will be a better day, I promise, Dog!

Dog had led a colourful life and so too his Owner so far.  His Owner had surmounted many challenges, living with an alcoholic father who submitted a tirade of abuse and sometimes physical violence against Dog’s Master.  Dog would be kept in the bedroom unless out for his usual walk, for it was not safe to be left to roam around the house with ‘him’ around.  Every time the shouting started or the cries could be heard, Dog would hurl himself against the door, his small heart beating frantically as claws shredded at the wood, desperate to get out and protect beloved Master.

The noise would calm, go quiet, those were the worst moments as Dog would wait for the door to open.  Many a time he would lie on the bed, licking his Master’s face covered in striations of hard scarring caused by burns from a prior ‘moment’ and taste his salty tears.  He would whimper in confusion feeling his Owner’s arms clasp around him, closetting themselves away in moderate safety, door locked, the mother of the house gone a long time ago.

The scars upon his Master’s face had been brought about by ‘another’ one of those times, an iron finding fleshy surface by the hand of alcohol ridden parent upon young skin, skin that would tarnish it seemed his Master’s future, for those that would see him, would gasp.

One day it came to pass, Dog was taken for a walk, his Owner with small bag in hand.  Dog would sniff for treats, for food and glance up then forward expecting his usual walk.  It was not to be, not today, not any day.

The smoke plummeted towards the skies behind as Dog glanced back whist his Master’s boots faltered for just a moment.  His once home seemed brighter, a snaky swirl of smoke and flames licked at the windows, a crackling of glass heard upon his keen ears as a sharp tug came upon his collar,  “Life will be different now” said his Master as day upon day would be filled with travel until destination was finally found.

Dog sat in his new home of freedom, glancing to either side as the sandy garden before them was bordered by wooden piers, long stilts of wood leading up to platforms where upon humans seemed to walk and stare upon the glistening waters as the sun shone down, pointing occasionally to a passing boat.  Twitching nose took in the salty air as the water from the sea came in gentle waves, back and forth trying to beckon him but he was not at present tempted, yet not scared either.

Behind him was the high wall, that led to the path that bordered tourist shops, the promenade, not your usual shops, just cafes and galleries, the only way up were ‘those steps’.  He had been carried down those stairs, a shelter of cardboard, coat and blankets made up under the canopy of wooden stilts bordering the shopping path.   He loved his new home, no more shouting, freedom to roam his sandy patch and his Master happy.

Dog’s Owner would go up’ those steps’, clinking his shiny coins, just a few, which seemed to get less and less as each day passed.  The faithful dog would wait, sniffing the steps, jerking up as his wet nose met the cold metal, full of large holes.  Once or twice he would put his paws on them and jump, his claws slipping through the metal, the hard sides hurting doggie flesh, he would whimper and go straight through to the other side, mission unsuccessful.

Sitting obediently his bottom upon the sand people would pass at the top and walk by, sometimes point, the odd person, usually a child would come down, give him a pat then play at tossing stones upon the water.  Dog would wait for his Master’s feet, only relaxing when those worn thick brown boots could be seen, a few goodies clasped within his hands that both of them would share.

These gifts it seemed got less and less, meals less frequent, the portions smaller, the glittering coins disappeared to reveal an empty pouch.

“I will have to go rummaging in bins or perhaps, just perhaps” said his Owner a furrow of concern melting in to an increasing crevice that would form between his scarred brow.  Scarf was wrapped around his face, come rain or shine, shielding his face from onlookers as he would ascend ‘those stairs’ this day with empty belly and a weakness from outdoor living making him weary and desperate.

Dog would wait, he waited and waited, he heard a shout “Oi what are you doing, thief thief, catch that man he just stole my wallet”.  Dog didn’t understand, but his ears twitched, whimpering as the shouting reminded him of those days, days he thought he had put past behind him.

Nightfall would come, he would crawl to his bed now matted in seaweed and wait for sunrise, returning to the same spot at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for his Master’s feet.  He waited day after day, rummaging on rubbish and scraps thrown over the stone wall above, yet it was not enough, becoming weaker and weaker every day as he waited.

One morning he did not make it to the stairs, trembling legs weak with malnourishment tried to lift his now emaciated body which barely lifted from the ground, a small whimper came from whiskery lips as he laid his head down once more, pale lids covering his eyes, maybe sleep would bring forth a better day.

A deep sleep came upon Dog, a beautiful sleep, his body feeling like he  was upon the warm waves, floating back and forth, no pain, no pain anymore and the light, a bright light shining and warm, coming towards him, finally things were going to be better, and all he heard was….

“I think he will survive, he has been put on a drip, he has no chip, there is no way to find his Owner, and you say you found him on the beach half dead?”

A gentle female voice and young child in chorus said “we did” stirring Dog to open one eye, that warm sun being a bright vet’s light shining upon him.

“Look he’s awake, he’s awake” came excited youth “can we keep him mummy, please?”

© Justine Nagaur Eclecticoddsnsods.com

Hehe, well that was a spontaneous write, but the story  had been dwelling in pieces, morphing and changing for a few days now, but completing only upon writing.  It is not the style that I wrote for “The Darkness” that being far more ‘creative writing’ but I felt this style suited the length and punchiness of the story I was trying to get across.

What do you think, did you like it?  

Did it tweek any emotions, any questions? 

🙂

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  55 comments for “Eclectic Corner #5 Story Prompt – Fictional Writing

  1. January 27, 2015 at 1:57 PM

    Oh I have tears in my eyes. Poor dog! But I suspect he has found a new home.
    Great work Justine, and great idea. I will join in, but in a few days…. x

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    • January 27, 2015 at 3:35 PM

      awe yes that would be fab, sorry to make you cry. I left the ending only a tiny bit open hehe…I hope you feel better soon sweetie x

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      • January 27, 2015 at 9:53 PM

        Thanks I do feel better this morning.
        Oh don’t worry, I love a good tearjerker and it’s good writing that can get that reaction!

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        • January 28, 2015 at 12:51 PM

          awe thats a lovely thing to say, and so glad your feeling a bit better ❤

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  2. January 27, 2015 at 4:22 PM

    I’m glad that dog was found and hope that his Master finds his way.

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  3. January 27, 2015 at 4:33 PM

    Okay! I am working on a bunch of projects, but I really, really want to do this one! I’ll try to have mine ready by Sunday (Monday by your time).

    That was a great story. I liked it a lot!

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    • January 27, 2015 at 5:07 PM

      oh yay great, i am so excited you are joining in, love it, thank you, can’t wait, well i can wait, no pressure but am excited lol xx

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  4. January 27, 2015 at 4:34 PM

    Ooo, that was really good! Poor Dog 😦 At least he finds a happy ending xx

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    • January 27, 2015 at 5:08 PM

      yes at least he does, well hopefully he does you never know the mother might say no lol. I wonder what happened to his Master though 😦 Will you be joining in this storywriting challenge? xx

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  5. January 27, 2015 at 4:59 PM

    Great job! Such a moving story. I hope that things get better for both Dog and his master. 🙂

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    • January 27, 2015 at 5:09 PM

      yes me too, hehe it;s odd when you leave a story open or slightly open in ending you end up wondering yourself what happens even though you wrote it hehe. Will you be joining me in this writing challenge? x

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      • January 27, 2015 at 5:29 PM

        I’d like to say yes but I’m not sure I’ll find the time – I’m trying to write my children’s stories and already seem to be spending most of my time writing other things! It’s a great photo prompt, though, so who know what ideas I’ll get… 🙂

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        • January 27, 2015 at 5:44 PM

          oooh well I wont hold my breath but i shall remain quietly optimistic though..grins, thank you x

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    • January 27, 2015 at 8:33 PM

      Awe that is a sad sad story i actually really felt that made me definitely well up, awe have I started a sad spiral now? lol…. thank you for joining Martha, it’s all go now your’e here x

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  6. January 28, 2015 at 5:52 PM

    Excellent writing as always, I intend to join is as I am keen to develop my writing skills (or lack of them)…may take a few days….great challenge Justine!

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    • January 29, 2015 at 12:09 PM

      Thank you, glad you like and are going to join. Can’t wait to see your entry and pfft you do not lack in writing skills!!!

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    • January 29, 2015 at 12:12 PM

      oh I forgot to say i dont think you are in the InLinkz? big hugs x

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  7. NotAPunkRocker
    January 28, 2015 at 8:43 PM

    OK, I made an attempt LOL. 😀

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  8. January 29, 2015 at 12:08 AM

    Well done Justine, I like that despite the ordeal the dog had some hope of a home in the end. Enjoyed this very much.

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    • January 29, 2015 at 12:13 AM

      Thank you the story though i mulled it over and over just morphed when i started typing then when i finished i thought oh boy that was a bit sad lol where did that come from hehe! Yes lets hope the mum agreed to have him and that prior owner finds the right path. Glad you liked it 🙂 x

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    • January 29, 2015 at 12:25 PM

      Thank you for entering, that was such a beautiful yet really heart wrenching piece, i went from smiling at the little video clip to crying at your news. I hope you get to make some lovely memories in the time you have left with Farfel xx

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    • January 29, 2015 at 12:29 PM

      Thank you so much for joining in and it is bringing out a lot of real stories and emotions which is heart tugging yet something really special, so thank you xx

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  9. January 29, 2015 at 4:34 PM

    Oh now I see why you commented on my blog. You like dogs and from your header, cats as well. I’ve lots of pet stories all true and waiting in my head to go on my blog. Maybe one day when you have “nothing to do” (ha-ha) you can go to my blog and look for the Vet’s Pets. I know it is is against the rules to self promote one’s own blog when commenting and honestly this is the first time that I have been so brazen to do so. Anyway it seems I’ve been missing your posts because I’ve not gone to the reader and marked the boxes to receive your posts. ((i reckon that is the reason) I can not write as good as I would like but I hope to go back to those stories and tune and spice them up to make them better. I’m not a writer, just a someone that puts out information. Currently I’m awaiting to get my afib fixed the latter part of February and if i make it through then I’ll have more energy.

    Thanks for following me. I like your blog a lot.

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    • January 30, 2015 at 4:47 PM

      I do and well maybe you could write a short piece to join in with this as I know your love for four legged friends, can be very short, might be nice? xx

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      • January 31, 2015 at 4:21 AM

        Maybe after I get my “ticker” worked on lasrt of February. Don’t know if I’m brave enough to make an idiot of myself. We’ll see.

        ~yvonne

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  10. January 31, 2015 at 8:05 PM

    Here is my first ever attempt at a short story for public consumption…

    http://andytownend.com/2015/01/31/a-dreadful-awakening/

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    • February 1, 2015 at 7:26 PM

      Such an uplifting, humorous and well thought out story, thank you soooo much for entering xx Left a comment direct on your blog, all should pop by and have a read x

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    • February 2, 2015 at 1:20 PM

      such a sweet doggie tale, love the tempo and humour, light hearted and fun , thank you xx

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