Monday, 22 September 2008

Another fifty-word short-short from Cerianne Teague

There it went again. Would her baby ever stop crying?

After three weeks she admitted her mother was right, she was too young to have this responsibility. She had to stop this crying, now!

With tears in her eyes, she undressed him, turned him over and removed the batteries.

Monday, 15 September 2008

Another fifty-word short-short from Cerianne Teague

This job definitely had its perks! Tonight he'd made love to the most gorgeous woman that he'd ever seen.

He didn't class it as cheating and it seemed such a shame to waste the opportunity.

After a long night, Tony finally wheeled his last trolley down to the hospital morgue.

Monday, 8 September 2008

A fifty-word short-short by Cerianne Teague

He loved animals. This morning Freeman had purchased the softest and fattest kitten he could find from the RSPCA sanctuary. Well, he wanted his money's worth.

As the timer in the kitchen buzzed and steam hissed from the stew pot, he knew that this kitten was going to be purrrfect!

Cerianne Teague recently completed her BA in English and Creative Writing at Bath Spa and will begin the MA in Creative Writing there this autumn. She took Sudden Prose in Spring 2007.