This is the freewrite challenge. I am using @mariannewest’s #freewrite prompt to write this piece (https://steemit.com/freewrite/@mariannewest/day-663-5-minute-freewrite-wednesday-prompt-rat)
Today’s prompt is:
This is part Seventy of my current freewrite series - I’m calling it RatsNest for now - (posted daily Monday - Saturday).
You can find parts one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, Twenty Six,Twenty Seven, twenty eight, Twenty nine, Thirty, Thirty One, Thirty Two, Thirty Three, Thirty Four, Thirty Five, Thirty Six, Thirty Seven, Thirty Eight, Thirty Nine, Forty, Forty One, Forty Two, Forty Three, Fory Four, Forty Five, Forty Six, Forty Seven, Forty Eight, Forty Nine, Fifty, Fifty One, Fifty Two, Fifty Three, Fifty Four, Fifty Five, Fifty Six, Fifty Seven, Fifty Eight, Fifty Nine, Sixty, Sixty one, Sixty Two, Sixty Three, Sixty Four, Sixty Five, Sixty Six, Sixty Seven, Sixty Eight, Sixty Nine if you are interested
Faver sat on the doorstep of his old house until darkness arrived covering him and his front garden in a shroud of gloom that suited his mood.
He had stopped thumping at the door after a quarter of an hour and then had kicked at it. He had tried to force the window on the downstairs toilet at the back, but he had remembered to fix it last week after several years of putting it off, and to his annoyance, he had done a very good job of securing it. He had then resorted to sitting on the doorstep and crying. This lasted for several hours and as the darkness descended he wiped his eyes and looked around him.
He would have to pull himself together.
He noticed something on the wheelbarrow he kept leaning up against the shed in the corner of his front yard. He squinted.
It was a rat!
The rat was watching him. Just sitting there, bold as you like, watching him. Without taking his eyes off the creature Faver ran his fingers along the ground searching for a loose stone. He found one and threw it at the creature. His aim was wide, but to Faver's surprise, the rat stretched it's arm out like a goalkeeper in a soccer game and caught the stone.
As usual, I started with the freewrite prompt and used themostdangerouswritingapp.com to write the first five minutes (and then popped it into google docs to check for errors and tidy it up a bit):
9 tales of MURDER from some of your favourite STEEM writers!
Check out the trailer for the book!
I have a story in it called The Still Blood-Soaked Path
A YouTube documentary film-maker visits a remote island to investigate the horrific murder of a young woman, and the subsequent suicide of her killer almost thirty years ago. But was the young lover really responsible for the brutal slaying of his girlfriend? And if not who was?
I had a comment left on one of my freewrites and I have to say, it made my day!
“Hey I got the book and want to tell you how much I enjoyed your story! Loved the twist at the end… you somehow nearly always manage to produce an unexpected twist... Love the care you take with your characters, intertwining them.” @owasco
Voices In The Darkness is now ALSO available as a paperback!
If you want a taster of what is in the book, the video below shows me reading the first 900 words, or so, of my story, The Tell-Tale Dead
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