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A Unique Story Just For You!

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For just £20* (normally £40), Morgen will write a story using your components – see the form below – up to 2,000 words. It will be emailed to you (or someone you nominate – you will also receive a copy) as a pdf file, with its very own suitable picture cover, within two weeks of receipt. Ideal for a birthday (or whenever!) present for yourself or someone you know who would enjoy having something written exclusively for them. *The £20 fee includes two revisions of the story if required. Plus if you sign up to the monthly(ish) newsletter, you get 25% off your first order!

Simply complete the form on https://morgenbailey.com/your-unique-story then head over to the shop (click button below) and you will receive the story within two weeks. Example flash fiction on that page… and you will receive a link to ten another stories when you make your purchase! (Link below) NB. The story will be yours / your recipient’s to do with as you wish other than to sell it, especially as your / their own creation. Full copyright will stay with Morgen.

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BeaconLit Third Year 500-word comp Round 4 – Dec 2019 winners announced

Drum roll… BeaconLit’s 500-word competition results for December’s theme of ‘the reunion’.

BeaconLit

We are delighted to announce the top three stories from December’s entries are (in alphabetical order):

  • Blessed are the Peacemakers
  • My Nemesis
  • Univited Guest

The theme for December was ‘a reunion’. The three top stories will now go through to the final judging and the top ten prize-winning authors (not necessarily the same as the top ten stories as no author can win more than one prize) will be announced at the 2020 BeaconLit literary festival on Saturday 11th July. As with most months, there were more than three stories that could have made the top three but those that did were either closer to the theme or stronger (provoked more of a reaction after reading) so don’t be disheartened if yours hasn’t been mentioned.

If your story for this month isn’t listed in the above three, you are welcome to do whatever you like with your submission hereon in. If…

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Random prompts sheet – Mon 20th Jan

Hello. Here are your prompts for today. For anyone who struggles to see the picture, I’ve listed the prompts after the photograph. I’ll list them left to right from top to bottom.
Make of them what you will and let me know how you get on in the comments section below (or on FacebookTwitter). NB. just give us a summary unless you want to share the whole piece but if you post the actual writing, it’s deemed as published and you’ll be limiting where you can send it. So here goes…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  1. A photo of Paris’s Eiffel Tower with a podium with cars underneath promoting ‘Great Britain’.
  2. ‘The bigger picture’.
  3. Will 3D scans be the death of autopsies?
  4. Surprises: Without an occasion that would make this expected or less amazing, do this for a friend who has been feeling a little ‘blue’. Send flowers, or a small gift, or arrive to take your friend unexpectedly out for lunch completely without their knowledge beforehand. Do this for someone who really needs the lift. Later, together, hold hands and make a wish for better days ahead. Before the moon has ended, you will both meet with happiness beyond the gesture you have just made.
  5. Picture of a cirlcle with a silhouette of an elderly couple (man and woman) with ‘Respecting your elders’ and ‘69%’ in between with a ‘3’ in the bottom right of the corner.
  6. ‘catch pole’: a sheriff’s deputy; especially one who makes arrests for failure to pay a debt. Meg saw the catch pole through the front door’s peephole and then skipped out through the back door.
  7. Did you know? (right arrow)
  8. Wednesday 8th January 2014.

Let us know how you got on!

Legs and Confidence – short fiction by MorgEn Bailey

The following piece of flash fiction is from Morgen’s larger short story collection (250 stories), Fifty 5pm Fictions Collection, available in eBook and paperback from Amazon  and Morgen’s online store where you can not only instantly download the collection but also purchase the paperback dedicated to you or as a present! We hope you enjoy this story…

Legs and Confidence

Staring at the blank lines, I know I have to write something, anything. But voids and I go together, my life a nothingness; no job, love life.

Loads worse off than me, I know, Maria keeps telling me. She’s my oldest friend… not quite back as far as school but not far off.

With just the TV for company, there’s nothing to do but sit and stare at it… and eat.

“Chins up,” she tells me then laughs as if that would make me feel better.

It’s alright for her; she’s got a job, a man in her life. She said I could go out with them but who wants to be a gooseberry? She suggested it again today, said they’re going to the cinema but back row for three? No, thank you. Besides, I think Andy’s a little jealous of our friendship.

Maria buys me the local paper every week… for the jobs section, I’m sure, or maybe the dating column, or both.

She says she’s done with it but I know she’s not read it. She’s not careful enough with stuff to leave it that tidy-looking.

She brings me teabags too, knows I get through them too quickly, even at two cups a bag.

Almost at the end of the milk, so better ration it. She takes a lot in her drinks so that doesn’t help but I don’t mind, she’s good to me… said that already, didn’t I?

Some people love being at home all the time but I hate it. I want to work, really I do, but Maria doesn’t understand why I’m hesitant. I suppose she just likes to remember the old me, the sporty me, the pre-Afghanistan me. The ‘me’ with legs and confidence.

“You’ll get new ones soon,” she says, and I’ve seen the Paralympics, I can see what’s possible but it’s years of work, isn’t it.

Maria says I won’t look forward but what is there to look forward to? I lost her when Andy came on the scene. OK, that’s not fair. I pushed her away, but she didn’t leave completely, won’t leave for good, like I told her to… shouted at her to.

I should be grateful. I am, really I am, but…

“Write it down,” she said. “Like an autobiography. It’ll be therapy.”

I shook my head but she put the paper and pen in front of me anyway, kissed me on the cheek and left for her date with Angus Andy.

So here I am. TV switched off, remote at the other end of the room (thanks, Maria) and I have to write. Something, anything…

Legs and Confidence by Tom Butler’.

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Prompts now with described text

I’m delighted to say that, going forward, the random prompts will include the text versions together with explanations of any individual pictures so that anyone unable to see the picture and prompts will be able to read the text, or have to text read to them. It also means you can copy and paste the text should you wish to use it for your own writing.

Random prompts sheet – Sun 19th Jan

Hello. Here are your prompts for today. I have also included the text versions beneath the picture together with explanations of any individual pictures so that anyone unable to see the sheet and prompts will be able to read the text, or have to text read to them. It also means you can copy and paste the text should you wish to use it for your own writing.

Make of them what you will and let me know how you get on in the comments section below (or on FacebookTwitter). NB. just give us a summary unless you want to share the whole piece but if you post the actual writing, it’s deemed as published and you’ll be limiting where you can send it. So here goes…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  1. Love them? Then chip them by 6th April.
  2. Alone in the crowd.
  3. The data buff: on average we check our mobiles 85 times a day
  4. Sagittarius (November 23-Dec 21): Even the dynamo of the Zodiac, today you surprise even you. Your Midas touch has you aglow in social situations, and you give good advice. Honestly, you should charge admission. Your feet may need some TLC. Lucky diva: Maria Callas.
  5. pursy: (a) having a puckered appearance. (b) proud because of one’s wealth. “There was a picture of a pale gent with a narrow face and a woman with dark eyes and a pursy mouth.” Stephen King, Misery
  6. Tuesday 28th January 2014.
  7. Can’t afford luxury holidays? Join a global pet sit.
  8. Picture of a 40-something (perhaps) woman with lovely dark shaggy shoulder-length hair wearing a pale lace-top non-button blouse. Her left hand is hanging in front of her, fingertips down with a medallion link bracelet and matching necklace. Her right hand is resting on perhaps the right arm of a chair (or black leather upright box). She’s wearing a simple bracelet on that right. She has dark eyes (although it’s a black & white photo) and stern looking, more surprised than angry.

Master of the House – short fiction by MorgEn Bailey

The following piece of flash fiction is from Morgen’s larger short story collection (250 stories), Fifty 5pm Fictions Collection, available in eBook and paperback from Amazon  and Morgen’s online store where you can not only instantly download the collection but also purchase the paperback dedicated to you or as a present! We hope you enjoy this story…

Master of the House

It was when the snow went beige with muddy footprints that Fran hated it most. It compacting and freezing didn’t bother her – she never went anywhere – but virginal white reminded her of postcards, of times when people went places and wished she was there.

The TV took her away, from the humdrum, had strangers talking to her as if she was their friend.

As afternoon turned to evening, she switched on the living room light and swallowed as the bulb popped. She pictured the box of spares under the sink and the torch magnetised to the fridge door but they’d wait. She’d let the TV illuminate the room until she had to do something about it, until something reminded her that Tom had gone, and she was now the mistress and master of the house.

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