I gave three outstanding authors this photograph and asked each to
write about it in 150 words or less. Three very different visions of the same
thing came back. Amazing how imagination works!
Anger churned in my chest when I saw Jason standing in the
doorway of the barn wearing that insipid mask. Twenty-five-years old and he
hadn’t any sense. The night before he had tried on different masks, like a
child effecting poses and attitudes of Halloween spirits. Now, he wasted time
when he should have been completing chores.
“Jason, what are you doing?” I said, approaching him. He
peered from the mask. Was that outrage in his eyes? He manipulated something.
“What are you fiddling with?”
“You criminally stupid hag,” he
said. He grabbed my shoulder, spun me around, clamped a wire around my neck and
squeezed. I fought, knowing I would lose. Perhaps stealing the boy twenty years
ago hadn’t been my best decision. I’d raised him, instilling fear when he asked
too many questions. Had he learned the truth? How could I know his real parents
were billionaires?
GALLACHER
Hello my dear Mary, I knew you wouldn't disappear completely
from me without at least one more meeting to say goodbye properly. I've waited here
on every anniversary of your passing.
I was sure you'd come. You'll notice the cottage is not as
it was. I never cared to tend to it after your murder. I want you to know that
the madman who killed you is also now dead.
I expect some day the police will
come and ask me about that, but I don't care. What he took from me can never be
replaced. What I took from him goes some way to paying for that. I still miss
you.
LOVELY
At first glance, the crumbling
stucco building proposed by Mark as a setting for a Halloween Haunted House
held little promise. Too small to set up multiple jack-in-the-box thrills for
kiddies. A weed-choked field separated the yawning black entryway from the
nearest road. Getting people here would be a bigger nightmare than any jangling
skeletons or severed heads rigged inside.
I stumbled over a half-buried car
door. The field was a dumping ground. Great. I looked up. A man blocked the
doorway. Jeans, black hoodie, white drama mask. Was Mark trying to scare me?
Same height, same build. Why did he pick a woman’s face as a mask? “Nice try,
Mark,” I called, “but you’d frighten me more wearing a Tricky Dick mask.”
No answer. I noticed his hands.
All ten fingers. Mark had nine—a missing index finger. My heart shifted into overdrive.
“Who are you?”
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
E.B. DAVIS
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SEUMAS
GALLACHER
Seumas Gallacher lives in Abu Dhabi and has two crime thrillers on Kindle now, THE
VIOLIN MAN'S LEGACY and VENGEANCE WEARS
BLACK, the first two in a series. The novels spin around three former SAS commandos, owners of a
specialist security firm that tackles major crime gangs using their black
operations expertise to deadly effect.
The latest book VENGEANCE WEARS
BLACK can be found on these links :
Amazon Author Page |
LINDA
LOVELY
FINAL
ACCOUNTING, a romantic thriller set in Atlanta
and Jamaica , is set for release in late
October.
Lovely is a member of Sisters in
Crime, Romance Writers of America, International Thriller Writers and the South
Carolina Writers Workshop. Click on book covers on Lovely’s Amazon author page—https://www.amazon.com/author/lindalovely–or
visit her website—www.lindalovely.com—for
buy links.
6 comments:
You're right, Ellis. Imagination is a wonderful thing. The picture inspired three very different stories--though all were quite suitable for Halloween.
Three interesting, provocative, and totally different reponses. Kudos to all three writers. And kudos to Ellis for providing another imagination-freeing picture.
Loved all three interpretation. Dark, spooky, and foreboding. Wonderful job, Davis, Gallacher, and Lovely. Another great First Friday, Ellis.
Absolutely fascinating. Love the image, and the three different takes all had a different tone, yet all portrayed the image so well.
Fun exercise and a great job by all three.
~LA
Thanks, everyone. I left a comment earlier, which posted, but it seems to have disappeared! That's google for you. This was a fun exercise, Ellis. Thanks for the opportunity.
I love these Friday posts. Fun stories! Thanks, E.B., Seumas, and Linda! And Ellis, of course.
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