Friday Fiction 100 words: 10 April 2015 – The Broken Trainset

So, this 100 word story isn’t exactly the same as the prompt, but it has definitely been inspired by it. No idea where it came from, only that the words ‘broken trainset’ were the loudest as i brainstormed. I recommend listening to Ray Bradbury on writing, the guy knows how to find the stories hiding in your brain. Oh yes.

So, here you go 🙂

As always thanks to Rochelle for hosting this 100 word inspiration on her blog. Also please follow the blue frog at the bottom of the page if you’d like to read other 100 word stories by fellow Fictioneers.

trian Picture by J
train Picture by Jennifer Pendergast

The Broken Trainset

Shattered, I broke the little engine laughing at me beneath his ripped track. I stomped and stomped the tiny chimney, crushing Thomas and tubby Controller, smashed them brutally underfoot. I snapped and crushed, scattering miniature railway onlookers, terrorising all with my giant’s tread. The rest was a red mist until I dropped my beer can, slumped in sofa.

Blood dripped through my sock. The sitting room wrecked. It had been a long night. I hurt all over. Now I couldn’t even flog the fucking trainset on ebay. I was gonna get my legs broke. Twisted Thomas grinned at me – I.O.U.

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Friday Fiction 100 words: 10 April 2015 – The Broken Trainset

Surrealism and food

Because I can’t believe I’ve only just heard about Leonora’s work over the last couple of months, and this is a fabulous article contrasting her approach (which feels contemporary with Frida Kahlo meets Chagall) compared with the more ‘macho’ surrealists.

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Grandmother Moorhead’s Aromatic Kitchen, image from the Telegraph article, ‘Leonora Carrington: last of the great Surrealists’.

Today being the anniversary of the birthday of Leonora Carrington, one of my favourite British artists from the 20th century, I thought I might have another look at one of the first paintings of hers that I saw, at a 2010 exhibition entitled ‘Surreal Friends’, at Pallant House Gallery in Chichester. Here are some points of contemplation:

  • Leonora’s paintings show “the transformation the feminine domestic sphere into a site of magical power”, and “the transit of food from the kitchen to the table to consumption was…likened to alchemical processes of distillation and transformation” (Susan L. Aberth, Leonora Carrington: Surrealism, Alchemy and Art).
  • The redness of the room suggests activity, heat, and passion.
  • Three witches stand within a magic circle drawn on the floor, preparing ingredients. Three heads of garlic are positioned at various points on…

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Surrealism and food

Friday Fictioneer: 3rd April 2015 – Learning the hard way

Wow, this is almost becoming a habit, and we know habits are good, right? Thanks to Rochelle for running this weekly event.

Several possibilities were pondered for this strange doorway, but I’m reasonably pleased with what came up.

This week’s photo prompt by Lauren Moscato, submitted by Amy Rees

Learning the Hard Way

Serena and her daughter, Ruby, were arguing. Bernard watched with interest from his porch. “I can’t do it!” Ruby clutched her schoolbag, shaking her head. The mother, clearly at her wits end, shoved her right out the door. The little girl plummeted toward the pavement several metres below. Bernard’s heart nearly burst in horror. Ruby’s terrified scream split the morning air. Then came the reassuring swoosh of furious wings. Ruby crowed above him. “I did it!” and swooped gleefully above him, laughing, her mother close behind.

Bernard, wishing his mother had done that, waved enviously from his street level porch.

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Friday Fictioneer: 3rd April 2015 – Learning the hard way