Not big, not clever, just determined.
You're right, I didn't think it through and wandered off-topic. It's a daft idea. Ignore me!
I don't enter every competition and, even recently, have had entries not even make the top 10. Nothing technically wrong with the writing, just didn't fit or was eclipsed by other great entries. There are no guarantees.As sprite says, it's not about being in the club it's about the merit of each story and how it fits the theme of the comp. A lot of thought goes on behind the scenes to pick topics that will challenge writers and produce a variety of imaginative entries. That was demonstrated beautifully in the Horrorween competiton where it wasn't all blood and gore. We had zombies, vampires, werewolves, ghosts, gargoyles, spells, magic, mystery, history, steampunk, intrigue... and trees!Excluding one group or another wouldn't be my first choice to celebrate the diverse nature of authors' imagination in our competitions, but neither am I averse to a no-mod (bearing in mind there are people who have been mods and are still active storytellers... are they excluded too? And what about people who make another account to appear "rookie"? Tricky to make a level playing field) or all-mod (judged by a select panel of non-mods) competition. The latter might be a lot of fun, and give the judging panel a break.
What an amazing thing to wake to: a UK 1-2-3 on the podium!Congratulations to Saucymh and Darkside, whose stories both had a super horroresque vibe pulsing through them. I felt sure that any of the top ten were scarier than mine, so to make second place is such an honour.Thank you as ever to Nicola and gav for making this site what it is, and to the judges who must have had a tough time ranking the stories with the depth and variety of entries on offer. And well done to everyone who took part in this excellent contest. Think I managed to read 7 or 8 of the top ten, and more besides as time permitted. Everyone who entered deserves utmost recognition for putting their stories forward. *applause*
I like to think my stories capture the imagination of my readers... hopefully I can continue to write when time permits. Hey there, fellow WW from the UK :) I will endeavour to read your stories when I get a chance.
Cliffhangers are for... the end of chapters, not the end of stories. Drat, knew I was doing something wrong. Ambiguous/open endings probably explain my low readership levels. That or I'm just an average storyteller. <img src="/images/emoticons/eusa_think.gif" alt="Think"> Note to self: try adding exposition to the ending of the next story to see if it helps.
elf and NLCV suck. Christmas Vacation, I agree is pretty lame, but one of those movies that has enough comic moments to make the remaining kludged writing kinda worth watching.As for Elf... uhhh, Zooey Deschanel <img src="/images/emoticons/love10.gif" alt="love10">
Reading these anecdotes, it seems the act of writing at an early age is quite the catalyst. I recall winning second place in a writing contest at school where we had to pen a lifeboat rescue story. I still have the RNLI ruler I won.Since then I've always had random story ideas and jotted them down, started novels, never finished them. Been rejected from paper and online publishers a few times. Took an eight-week writing course. Watched a shitload of movies for narrative research. The manuscripts continued to clog my hard drive, just slightly better written.First published work was here on Lush. I'm still learning and still have trepidation over whether anyone will like what I write every time I reach for the Publish button. Luckily, many do, it seems.
Fancy a bit of supernatural strangeness to complement your Halloween? You could try out "Last Rites" by yours truly. It's an entry in the Horrorween contest and although the word limit is 5K, I kept this one short at just under 3.5K words.It centres around a young, naked woman indulging in sex magick in the woods at night on Halloween as part of a ritual to... well, you'll have to read it as I don't want to give it away.Thank you in advance if you give it a whirl. Hope you like it.
I seem to recall Natch and Olde English were acceptable ciders Not tried Natch, but Olde English is a good tipple. I'm quite partial to Addlestones, though that cloudy bugger really can affect your eyesight after a few. And Cornish Rattler is also quite scrummy, when down that way.
*wanders in. Looks around.*Hey this place seems kinda familiar and homely. Have I been here before? Do you have cider on tap? Proper cider. The stuff that makes you fall over after three pints.I'm gonna start wading my way through the competition stories now I've finally got mine, "Last Rites" up. Shameless plug, I know, but I'm gonna need all the help I can get to reach the minimum vote count by the closing date.If I haven't read yours yet, it's on my list. This competition looks to have created some really varied entries and I'm looking forward to sinking my fangs into them.
Naked beneath the silvery-blue hue of the full moon, I enter the shallow woodland clearing, just as the book instructed. Branches stripped of leaves lace the sky like frail wooden capillaries around me, whispering in the light breeze that greets my sensitive skin. I'm aware of my nipples firming under the dappled droplets of mist that cling to my breasts; hair follicles contracting to...
Added 26 Oct 2019 | Category Supernatural
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The moment I hear the strike of the match against the box I know I'm in more trouble. The whoosh of oxygen racing to fuel the flame. The fizz and crackle as it catches. The flicker that the blindfold makes impossible to perceive, yet my mind sees anyway. I struggle. Rope bites my wrists behind me. Gnaws the swell of my breasts, and flesh of each thigh bound to its calf. Intricate, showy...
Added 25 Sep 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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I should be paying attention to my wife, sitting beside me in the restaurant, but she doesn't suck dick like Jessica does. Doesn't let me take her on a twisted, teasing sexual journey where the only goal is pleasure dialled to eleven. Above the lively conversation from other diners around us, my wife's engaging and funny. Successful, smart, pretty. Those tumbling blonde locks shake as...
Added 06 Sep 2019 | Category Cheating
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She's so fucking beautiful, amber eyes wild as she struggles naked on her marital bed against the silk scarf that secures her wrists. Her breath snorts hot against the hand I've clamped across her mouth, the phone in my other. The call connects. "Oh hi, this is Leah's... husband." I flick my gaze down to meet hers, flashing with anger. "Sorry to bother you so early, but she won't be coming...
Added 09 Aug 2019 | Category Cheating
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I barely hear the lively buzz of our friends around the table because my sole focus is her. Emilia. Laughing animatedly at her husband's anecdote, waves of hair shaking over bare shoulders, slowing as she senses my penetrative gaze and makes eye contact. I witness the flash. The spark. Nobody knows. Not Ben, not Rebecca. Not Steve. Not my wife. All oblivious to our affair that gnaws at...
Added 21 Jul 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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I know a letter is old school, but there's something about the tactility of paper. A physical connection you can't get from email or text. It warms me to think that the very paper you're holding right now has been in my hands, beneath fingers that yearn to one day touch and hug you for real. But I'm getting ahead of myself already. You have that effect. Like all good letters, this one...
Added 22 Jun 2019 | Category Cheating
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The picture arrived on my phone with her accompanying message: This one? I tapped, made it full screen. Gasped involuntarily. The deep blue off-the-shoulder dress brought out the same colour in her eyes, dark tresses cascading forward into the lens, backlit by the changing room bulb. Hell yes , I typed. You don't think it's too short? Nothing is too short on you. Shoosh, you....
Added 02 Jun 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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Her trust means everything to me. The way she stands naked in the centre of the hotel room, arms voluntarily behind her back as I circle; a shark taking in every nuance of beauty I long to devour. The cascade of chestnut locks cover her breasts at the front and brush the midpoint of her spine between the vee her arms make, hands clasped. Her wedding band glints in the lamplight, a stark...
Added 16 May 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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Even though I'd craved it, the intensity of his kiss still takes me by surprise. The clubbers who surround us dissolve with the music into the curling dry ice. Even alcohol is secondary to the passion I taste as our tongues entwine. Each moment of exploration makes me want to lose myself and never resurface. I'd spied him earlier leaning against the bar, watching me tossing my long oaky hair...
Added 06 May 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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The cuffs around my wrists rattled against the bedframe as her fingernails traced from the inside of my elbows to armpits, lighting up everything in their wake. She moved inward to circle my nipples with the pad of her digits, the ache in my raging cock an incessant reminder of how much I wanted her. Of what I'd do to her when released. She swished a curtain of mahogany hair over my torso and...
Added 02 May 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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Only a two-inch, glass-paneled office wall separates you from me, your world from mine. I sit outside and wait. Observing, like a lioness in the tall grass, watching. Taking careful note of your movements, your demeanor. The severity and tension that harden your features. Or the sensual way you touch a pen to your lips. Information I absorb and store, to be used when I pounce. ...
Added 16 Sep 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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His face strobed uninvited through my mind. Wouldn’t leave me alone as I leaned my bare ass against the sink. The knot in my neck ached for the steam of the hot shower fogging the room. He was a cocky fucker. I wanted to hate his charisma and arrogance and ruggedly handsome catalog looks, but found it impossible. He was impossible. That conceited smirk he wore when he knew he was right was...
Added 07 May 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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