Sunday Vignettes by Mary Catelli, Luke and ‘nother Mike AND Some Books Promo by Free Range Oyster

Sunday Vignettes! – Luke, Mary Catelli, ‘Nother Mike

So what’s a vignette? You might know them as flash fiction, or even just sketches. We will provide a prompt each Sunday that you can use directly (including it in your work) or just as an inspiration. You, in turn, will write about 50 words (yes, we are going for short shorts! Not even a Drabble 100 words, just half that!). Then post it!  For an additional challenge, you can aim to make it exactly 50 words, if you like.

We recommend that if you have an original vignette, you post that as a new reply. If you are commenting on someone’s vignette, then post that as a reply to the vignette. Comments — this is writing practice, so comments should be aimed at helping someone be a better writer, not at crushing them. And since these are likely to be drafts, don’t jump up and down too hard on typos and grammar.

If you have questions, feel free to ask.

Your writing prompt this week is:

will

Some Books Promo – Free Range Oyster

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Alma Boykin

Alexander, Soldier’s Son

Some spirits can cross running water. And salt water as well.

Compared to the Horn of Africa, Denver traffic seemed tame. Until Sgt. Alexander Zolnerovich saw the Little House on Chicken Feet digging up worms in the I-25 median.

Alexander, Soldier’s Son contains all the previously published stories about Alexi, Babushka, Ivan the Purrable, and their allies and enemies. It also has the new story “The Firebird’s Feather.”

Susannah Ailene Martin

The Lifeguard

A headstrong young boy goes to summer camp with his best friend and plans on having the time of his life, but then he meets a lifeguard who seems determined to ruin his fun.

Max Florschutz

Colony

A corporate investigator who doesn’t trust his employer.

A mercenary gun-for-hire with a talent for violence and a willingness to shoot first.

And a white-hat hacker who doesn’t know when to quit.

Three independent contractors brought together for one unusual job. Five years ago, master programmer Carlos Rodriguez retired. Now his old employer wants him back.

Quietly.

It’d be a lot easier if he hadn’t left Earth.

28 responses to “Sunday Vignettes by Mary Catelli, Luke and ‘nother Mike AND Some Books Promo by Free Range Oyster

  1. On a quick spin on Amazon while clicking on Alma’s new Alexi novel, I noticed 1) credit to Anita Young as illustrator and 2) Vastly improved cover illustrations for the Colplatschki novels. If Anita is the illustrator of those as well, they are a pleasant addition.

    • Anita (who does her own covers [sci-fi] and some for James Young [hard core sci-fi and alt-history]) did this one, and Tales from the Uplands. Saul Bottcher did the Colplatschki covers.

  2. “Thus, radical materialism is the only sane and rational position. Everything else is fantasy.” The professor crossed his arms and sat on the edge of the desk, the curl of a smile on a corner of his lips.

    The madman burst through the door, and pointed his Linebaugh .500 at the professor’s chest while students screamed and dove for cover.

    “No,” whispered the professor, then, louder, “Please, no!”

    The gunman’s face was blank. “I have no will.”

  3. His legs ached, sore beyond belief. But he needed to take the next step and the next, and.. so on. The pain was not what he expected. Difficulty, certainly, but this need for pure cussed stubbornness? Sheer will? Sure, they told him. Only now did he believe. Physical therapy continued.

  4. Paul (Drak Bibliophile) Howard

    The Hero stood over his fallen foe.

    His foe had cost him his secret identity, too many of his friends and killed millions of innocents.

    Now his foe lay helpless before him, still living.

    Should the Hero finish him off?

    Will he or will he not?

  5. William Robert Jefferson shouldered his knapsack and stepped through the gate for, he hoped, the last time.

    As he stepped onto the road to his future a dreaded, hated voice rang out. “Where yuh goin’ Billy-Bob?”

    He turned to his questioner, his chief tormentor, his brother.

    “I am Will.”

  6. BobtheRegisterredFool

    The final testament contained a trace of the deceased’s spirit that seemed ever more potent as Bill reread the ancient document. ‘You who have inherited my resolution. This is my understanding of the true ideology. Have you strengthened your heart to carry it against all opponents?’ Bill thought about it.

  7. “This is not a game,” said Artos. “You do not sit there and pit your will against them, testing strength. You deploy every defense you can against them and cower behind them. Anything less than that is suicide. We bury you at the crossroad with a stake in your heart.”

  8. Once the ME’s crew finished, four staffers searched the mansion, visiting office, bedroom and study. Finally, with a shout of triumph, a searcher appeared from the upstairs library, holding the ginger kitten known as Billy Bouncer.

    “I told you,” chortled one, “the Old Man wouldn’t go without leaving his Will!”

  9. “Where there’s a will, there’s a lawyer,” George whispered.

    Langton sighed. His cousin was not nearly as clever as he thought he was.

    Admittedly, it would have been a funnier witticism three years ago, before the Great Renaming.

    Come to think of it, a lot of jokes were funnier then.

  10. Detective Harrison stared morosely at the letters scrawled shakily on the wall of the bedroom above the ‘arrow’ for lack of a better word. Was that a capital W or a small w… If it was a small w, did the ‘arrow’ the mean a direction?

    If it was a capital W, did that mean somebody named Will had murdered Old Mrs. Crenshaw?

    • BobtheRegisterredFool

      Maycombe City’s Police Department is quietly aware of the supernatural. Officially off the record, this is why Special Crimes Investigations exists. Unofficially, the regulars know enough to do an effective job, and SCI’s irregulars are considered incompatible with good police work.

      Infallible psychic perception of the dying last message does not solve as many murders as you would think.

  11. The airship commandeered by the Communists slowly came into sight. It had once been the property of the Russian Empire, but neither the empire nor its airship service were around any longer to demand its return. That simplified the situation. It was also now well away from the city, further simplifying the matter.

    Those aboard that airship had wreaked much havoc, and escaped to cause more, before. They would not be escaping this time. The range was closing, the guns were manned, and it was only a matter of time. Almost time, now. Almost….

    “Fire at will!”

  12. “The computer printed another will.”
    “Which one is the most recent?”
    “All of them.”
    “That’s impossible.”
    “Quantum computers operate simultaneously in different quantum states. “
    “So?”
    “This one can access data in other realities.”
    “What do we tell the judge?”
    “What do you tell him? I’m just the IT guy.”

  13. “All we’re asking is for you to soft-pedal the investigation until after the election.”
    “It wouldn’t be right.”
    “If you go ahead, I can guarantee your life will become a nightmare. You are putting your entire career at risk. Don’t you care about your family?”
    “My answer is still no.”

  14. “Will you take this Orthopod, to partner and to prod, so long as he bends knees?”

    Nod. “I Will”.

    “Will you take this Chiro, to fold into a duo, so long as she cracks spines?”

    Cracking knuckles. “I Will”.

    “As legal Administrator, I pronounce you physician partners. Wash your hands!”

  15. Codicil Crocodile made out his will,
    Bequeathing his fox and his socks and his grill.
    Sol the Solicitor studied it twice,
    And mentioned the moose and the mace and the mice.
    The Junior High Justice placed it in seal,
    In hopes that poor Codicil someday would heal.

  16. We knew Grandpa O’Malley hated to part with his money; but we didn’t suspect just how much—until the attorney finished reading the will.
    Everyone stared in shock; finally Grace stammered: “Who’s this… ‘Thirty-Four’? How can they be getting everything?”
    “Well,” he responded, “that’s Mr. O’Malley-34; the testator’s brain upload.”

  17. Professor Badness

    “Will you defend this nation, and all it holds dear?”
    “I will.”
    “Will you defend freedom and decency wherever you go?”
    “I will.”
    “Will you fight for the right, in word and deed?”
    “I will.”
    “Then mount your dragons, and fly for the good of Columbiana and the world!”