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Bailey’s Writing Tips podcast – short stories no.11

Bailey’s Writing Tips podcast ‘short stories’ episode number 11 went live today.

I’ve been starting off the first few weeks with the flash fiction that have appeared on my blog as ‘Flash Fiction Fridays’, reading out three per fortnight. Do email me (morgen@morgenbailey.com) should you like to submit your own.

This episode contained four stories: ‘The Jazz and the Blues’ a 713-worder by Mia Johansson, two 99-worders entitled ‘Taken’ and ‘Mother of the Bride’ by AJ Kirby and a 614-worder called ‘The Ticket’ by Carrie King.

Mia Johansson is a civil engineer living in Sweden, author of the fiction novel “Unfinished discussion about God – The diary of a time traveller” expected to be published 2012, and other short stories.

She is an occasional photographer interested in the architecture of old and modern cities, street life, a good cup of coffee and jazz.

You can view her stunningly attractive albums here.

AJ Kirby is the award-winning author of five novels (Paint this town Red, 2012; Perfect World, 2011; Bully, 2009; The Magpie Trap, 2008; When Elephants Walk through the Gorbals, 2007), two novellas (The Black Book, 2011; and Call of the Sea, 2010), one novelette (Bed Peace, 2011) and over forty published short stories.

He is also a sportswriter for the Professional Footballers’ Association and a reviewer for The Short Review and The New York Journal of Books. He will return with more flash fiction on 25th May. :) You can reach him via: Author website, Goodreads Author Page, Amazon Author Page, New York Journal of Books and Facebook Novel Home Page.

Carrie King was born in the tiny hamlet of Sharpenhoe in Bedfordshire, England, which sits beneath a small hill, smothered in trees, known as The Clappers, nestled on the edge of the Chilterns. To any Reader of The Life in the Wood with Joni-Pip, that might sound a tad familiar!

She was the seventh of eight children, placed between her youngest brother, David and older sister, Sylvia. When she was eight, her family moved to another tiny hamlet in Bedfordshire called Bidwell. She so missed the woods and the hills.

Carrie was educated in Dunstable, Bedfordshire and loved school. English, Art and French were her favourite subjects but she decided to become a doctor! However, this didn’t happen, as she fell in love and was married at nineteen. Being a wife and the mother of three daughters, became her full-time career.

She began to write for television, encouraged by Christopher Walker, Head of Drama for Central Television and Pam Francis, Journalist for the Independent, and you can find Carrie’s website at http://joni-pip.com.

Thank you for downloading / listening to this short story episode – I hope you enjoyed it. The next episode (in a fortnight) will be a hints & tips episode (unless anyone’s brave enough to email me their short story for critique) then short stories return a fortnight thereafter.

All the details of these episodes are listed on the podcast page of this blog and my email address to submit a short story for critique (or review for the Short Story Saturdays) is morgen@morgenbailey.com.

The podcast is available via iTunes, Google’s Feedburner, Podbean (when it catches up), Podcasters (which takes even longer) or Podcast Alley (which doesn’t list the episodes but will let you subscribe).

You can sign up to receive these blog posts daily or weekly so you don’t miss anything… and follow me on Twitter where each new posting is automatically announced. You can also read / download my eBooks and free eShorts at SmashwordsSony Reader StoreBarnes & NobleiTunes BookstoreKobo and Amazon, with more to follow. I have a new forum and you can follow me on Twitter, friend me on Facebook, like me on Facebook, connect with me on LinkedIn, find me on Tumblr, complete my website’s Contact me page or plain and simple, email me.  I also now have a new blog creation service especially for, but not limited to, writers.

Unfortunately, as I post an interview a day (amongst other things) I can’t review books but I have a feature called ‘Short Story Saturdays’ where I review stories of up to 2,500 words. Alternatively if you have a short story or self-contained novel extract / short chapter (ideally up to 2,000 words) that you’d like critiqued and don’t mind me reading it / talking about and critiquing it (I send you the transcription afterwards so you can use the comments or ignore them) :)  on my ‘Bailey’s Writing Tips’ podcast, then do email me. They are weekly episodes, usually released Monday mornings UK time, interweaving the recordings between the red pen sessions with the hints & tips episodes. I am now also looking for flash fiction (<1000 words) for Flash Fiction Fridays and poetry for Post-weekend Poetry.

 
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Story A Day May 2012: May 29th – In His Shoes

Late April 2011 I discovered http://StoryADay.org and the project that is to write 31 stories in 31 days. Anyone who knows me or follows this blog, knows how passionate I am about short stories so my clichéd eyes lit up at this new marvel. And just a few days later there I was, breathing life into new characters. This went on to become (with some editing of course) my 31-story collection eBook Story A Day May 2011.

And here we are a year later doing it all over again. Today’s prompt was to write a story where the protagonist is a hero, so here is my 974-worder with a very unconventional hero(ine).

In His Shoes

Looking out through the office window, Elle pictured herself in Tom’s shoes then told herself off when saw the image of her size fives comically floating around in his elevens. She didn’t know he was elevens, of course, being a colleague, but he was tall, and tall men usually had big feet. She smuggled a laugh remembering what big feet implied but harking back to previous boyfriends she figured it was a lie made up by a man who should have had very small feet.

Not the time to joke, she told herself as she watched Tom wobble. Now was the time to have small feet, hers balancing on the ledge instead of his. She wanted to get nearer, to speak to him, but the MD, Steve, had told them to keep back.

She wondered who had made Tom go out there. It was always a ‘who’, rarely a ‘what’. A spurned love, crippling debt caused by a spurned love. She didn’t know Tom that well so couldn’t recall any mention of a love, spurned or otherwise.

Someone next to her was crying. Turning round she spotted Hayley, the Accounts Assistant sobbing into a wad of tissues, mascara running down her face. She couldn’t imagine her and Tom being an item and knew how easily Hayley burst into tears; a missing cat, broken arm, missed appointment, none of them hers. Steve was consoling her, or trying to, her wailing getting louder and looking at Tom, Elle saw this was making him more nervous.

With Steve distracted, Elle knew this was her chance, so casually walked towards the open window and leaned out, just a little. “Hi, Tom.”

Tom screamed and clung on to the metal window edging. Behind her, Hayley screamed.

“Sorry,” Elle whispered.

Tom said nothing.

“Hi, Tom,” Elle repeated, this time somewhat quieter.

“Hello, Elle.”

“Can I ask a silly question?”

“Please go back inside.”

“I prefer it out here.”

“So do I.”

“This silly question…”

“I know what you’re going to ask. What am I doing out here.”

“No, that wasn’t it. I can see what you’re doing.”

“OK, why then.”

“And your answer is…”

“Because I’ve had enough.”

“Of…”

“Elle, please go back inside. This was supposed to be quick and before anyone got to work but…”

“You can’t do it.”

“I will. I’ll jump.”

“But you haven’t yet.”

“You’re not helping.”

“OK. I’ll go back in…”

“No! Stay!”

“The police will be shortly.”

“Oh, God.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to come inside before they do? Say it’s all been a big mistake.”

“No.”

“Why ‘no’?”

“They’d arrest me.”

“The two other options open to you would be worse.”

“Two?”

“Still being out here when they do arrive or being splat when they do.”

“Don’t say that.”

“What? Splat?”

Tom nodded.

“You’re on a fifth storey ledge with nothing but concrete to break your fall. How did you think you’d end up?”

“I didn’t think…”

“Seriously?”

“It just seemed like…”

“The right thing to do?”

Tom nodded again.

“Why?”

Tom shrugged then screamed as his right foot slipped sideways, his shoe falling to the ground with a sickening thud.

“See, that could have been you,” Elle said, then wondered whether it was the right thing to say. Seeing Tom was now struggling to balance in his socked right foot said, “Take your sock off, there’s no grip.”

“I can’t.”

“You’ll fall if you don’t.”

“I can’t bend down.”

“I’ll go and get your shoe then.”

“No! Don’t leave me.”

“I’ll send someone else.”

Tom shook his head, gently, both hands gripping to the window edges. “I’ll just stay still.”

“You can’t do that forever.”

“I know.”

“Then we’ll have to come up with a plan B. What size shoes do you take?”

“Eight.”

“OK. Back in a tick.”

“Don’t!…”

But Elle had disappeared.

“Steve. What size shoes do you take?”

“Ten, why.”

“I need your right one.”

“What? Why?”

“Please. Just…”

“OK,” Steve said and handed Elle his right shoe.

***

“Tom. Put this on, it’s going to be a bit big but wiggle your foot to the front for grip.”

“I can’t move.”

“It’s fine. Your right foot’s on the ledge. Just hold on tighter and lift your foot up a little. I’ll lean out, position it and you put your foot it.”

“This is crazy.”

“Yes, it is but not as crazy as you coming out here in the first place.”

“I never knew you were such a bossy boots.”

“When the situation demands it, now lift.”

Tom lifted his foot, Elle hovered the shoe underneath it and Tom wedged his foot to the front of the shoe. Keeping hold of the window frames, he shuffled along the ledge until he reached the window. He slowly bent down so Elle could grab his jacket and pull him into the office where their colleagues crowded round them, all talking, one crying, at once. Steve then took charge and lead Tom and Elle to his office.

After prolonged questioning by Steve and the police, and a check-up at hospital, Tom was released into Elle’s care and it wasn’t long before she found out that the size debate really wasn’t true. :)

You can sign up to receive these blog posts daily or weekly so you don’t miss anything… and follow me on Twitter where each new posting is automatically announced. You can also read / download my eBooks and free eShorts at SmashwordsSony Reader StoreBarnes & NobleiTunes BookstoreKobo and Amazon, with more to follow. I have a new forum and you can follow me on Twitter, friend me on Facebook, like me on Facebook, connect with me on LinkedIn, find me on Tumblr, complete my website’s Contact me page or plain and simple, email me.  I also now have a new blog creation service especially for, but not limited to, writers.

Unfortunately, as I post an interview a day (amongst other things) I can’t review books but I have a feature called ‘Short Story Saturdays’ where I review stories of up to 2,500 words. Alternatively if you have a short story or self-contained novel extract / short chapter (ideally up to 1000 words) that you’d like critiqued and don’t mind me reading it / talking about and critiquing it (I send you the transcription afterwards so you can use the comments or ignore them) :)  on my ‘Bailey’s Writing Tips’ podcast, then do email me. They are weekly episodes, usually released Monday mornings UK time, interweaving the recordings between the red pen sessions with the hints & tips episodes. I am now also looking for flash fiction (<1000 words) for Flash Fiction Fridays and poetry for Post-weekend Poetry.

 
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