After the fatigue from hitting all of the blogs in my groups (my zeal led me to join four groups and I underestimated the time involved), I honestly wondered if I could muster genuine enthusiasm for the first challenge. Well, Rachael Harrie hasn’t disappointed me. It was fun to write and I’m looking forward to reading as many entries as possible.
So what’s the first challenge?
Write a short story/flash fiction story in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, including a poem. Begin the story with the words, “The door swung open” These four words will be included in the word count.
If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional), use the same beginning words and end with the words: "the door swung shut." (also included in the word count)
For those who want an even greater challenge, make your story 200 words EXACTLY! I couldn't resist, so mine is 200 words.
The door swung open. Monty charged into the room.
Heart pounding, Geneva shoved the box under the bed. She scrambled to her feet, adjusting her silk robe. Had he seen it?
She pulled on a soft smile. “You’re home early.”
“Do you think I’m a fool? You swore you’d give it up. Enough is enough.”
It’d never be enough. She’d tried to stop, but it didn’t take long for something new and sexy to catch her eye. Sleek and built to please. “I promise—”
“No more lies!” Monty stalked toward her, eyes wild, backing her into the wall. “You have an addiction. I love you, sweetheart, but I won’t enable you anymore. I’ve frozen all of your credit cards.”
Geneva gasped. “How could you?”
”Either get help from a professional or get a job to pay for your compulsion.”
As Monty spun on his heels, Geneva’s gaze fell to the strappy heels peeking out from under the bed. The euphoric high a new pair of incredible shoes always gave washed in like the tide, submerging her fear.
She didn’t need a shrink. She needed money. For the love of Jimmy Choo, she’d find a job.
The door swung shut.
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