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AWG 100 Words Or Less Writing Challenge - April, 2012
A picture is worth a hundred words.
Here's the picture:
The results of the AWG May "100 Words or Less" contest are in!
First, congratulations to all members who took the time and challenged their creative minds to make contributions to this competition.
The Judges selected their favorites from nearly two dozen entries based on creativity and execution. They then compared results to find the stories which appeared on more than one list. Here are the finalists, in the order of the judge's rating system:
1. "The Twinkie Thief" by Sue Osborn
2. "Too Much Too Soon" by Amber Wilson
3. "Local Custom" by Gerald Ahol
4. "You Didn't Know?" by Marc Cushman
5. "Sure ... Wait! ... What?" by Brian Dalton
6. "Do What You're Told" by John Venegas
7. "Slick-Tongued Devil" by Emily Wright
Honorable mention to "Don't Think" by Karen Madson, which also was highly rated.
The top three favorites, by member's reactions at the meeting were:
1. "You Didn't Know?" by Marc Cushman
2. "Sure ... Wait! ... What?" by Brian Dalton
3. "Local Custom" by Gerald Ahol
Congratulations to our winners. Now, show us you are not one-hit wonders and enter into the June 100 Words or Less writing competition (details at your friendly neighborhood AWG website).
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Comment by Lauretta Coumarbatch on May 3, 2012 at 4:45pm
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2 more from me guys! This is fun!
GREEN TEA
He whispers urgently, “So what do you see?”
She sighs, “I told you it doesn't work like that! I need time to think...”
“Look”, he snarls, “It's tea leaves not rocket science!” Find out what I need or your lover dies.
She chokes up, “We're not-”
“-But you want to be”, he snides.
She glares. “I think you should talk to his wife about that!”
"Wow... you're green with jealousy!". "She's no competition, babe. That's your inexperience talking. He purrs, “But I could teach you...”
She cringes, “Stop!. People will hear!
“Let them! “. He flashes a gun “ Now hurry!”
Mission Fields:
She sighs, “He's barely staying afloat...”
“Serves him right! Using the shrink ray without authorization is a Class-1 felony”.
He exhales impatiently, “Hurry, fish him out. Earth isn't going to save itself, you know.”
“Yes, Captain.” “Oh”, she whispers, “have you heard from Rota-3 yet?”
“He's AWOL. We last tracked him at a club on Sunset...”
She gushes, “I heard!”
“I'm sure you did", he fumes. "When we get back to Fintri you're all getting written up.
What did I do?!
He gestures, “That blue dress and hat, really? It's violating Xiti code?”
“But it's by Chanel, sir!”
“Who?”
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Comment by Emily Wright on May 3, 2012 at 12:06pm -
THE APRIL AWG "100 WORDS OR LESS" WRITING CHALLENGE\
IS CLOSED.
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Comment by Gerald W. Aho on May 3, 2012 at 10:55am -
“It’s as if the stars, the moon, indeed the heavens above have joined forces to put us together in this Amsterdam café and bind us in love” Henri intoned.
“If you think a demitasse of espresso , an Edam sandwich and a line like that will gain admittance into my pantyhose, I suggest you return to Paris.” Juliet sniffed.
“In that case we will have to do as I believe is the local custom, go Dutch.” Henri decided. “Garson, my check please.”
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Comment by Karin Masden on May 2, 2012 at 9:05pm -
“Listen, you pathetic little snitch.” He hissed. “I don't care what you thought you were doing. You almost got us killed!”
"I just...I need a little blast first, okay Jimmy? Pleeaase….” She sobbed. "I'll be really, really, good then...I promise…”
"You think I’m going to give you anything?" He leaned in, seething. "Like we got nothin’ better to do than dress you up and beg you to help us bust that scum? You think I’m just gonna give you what you need? Hmmph, now isn’t that a kick...a two-bit crack-whore asking ME for anything.”
“I just thought…”
“Don’t!”
“What?”
“Think!”
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Comment by Karen L Scott on May 2, 2012 at 7:58pm -
"Come on baby," Rick pleaded. " I can make you a star."
" That's not what the tea leaves are telling me" Susie said smugly.
" You can't be serious " Rick mused," You can't see the future in tea leaves. "
" Yes I can " Susie exclaimed. " I see myself in a new light."
" What do you mean " Rick said becoming agitated.
" I can see myself as a Star wearing a low cut dress smoking a Winchester ( Little Cigar ) while gazing at a Playgirl magazine and laughing at the cartoons."
" You're crazy " Rick scoffed. " Women will never be that liberated "
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Comment by Betty Sheridan on May 2, 2012 at 7:09pm
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REED: Don't be scared.
HONORE: I'm the bait?
REED: That's what we're here for.
HONORE: Why me?
REED: Secret Service thinks you've got what it takes.
HONORE: My first big assignment and it's with you.
REED: Chalk it up to good luck.
HONORE: Stop it!
REED: Doing what?
HONORE: Breathing down my neck.
REED: You're the first to complain.
HONORE: Why this restaurant?
REED: See the two guys sitting at the bar?
HONORE: Not talking to anyone?
REED: The last two notorious Brasettie brothers.
HONORE: They're gangsters!
REED: Your hit.
HONORE:
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Comment by jim calocci on May 2, 2012 at 1:51pm
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comment by Jim Calocci
Guy remember
Doll say what
Guy remember,back when
Doll what did you say
Guy remember, back when we were popular
Doll one more time
Guy I am really starting to worry
Doll were you saying something
Guy are you having trouble with your hearing
Doll are you fretting about my earings
Guy oh, my god , you are loosing your hearing
Doll why would you be worried about my earings
hey, let me take my earplugs out,and we'll talk
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Comment by Ryan Esteban Stabile on May 2, 2012 at 1:18pm -
“Barbara!” He exclaims. “I’ve been shot, Barbara! I don’t have long to live.”
“This tea is cold.” She mutters.
“I’m leaving you, my dear, but I want you to know that I love you. I’ve always loved you.” He says.
“How could a restaurant stay in business serving cold tea?” She muses.
“Forget the blasted tea, Barbara, I’m dying!” He gasps.
“Well, that’s still no excuse for you to be staring down my blouse.”
“This will be the last time we see one another, the last time we speak, my last cigarette.”
“Would you like some tea before you go? Oh, who do you have to kill to get service in this place?”
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Comment by Mary Jo Reynolds on May 2, 2012 at 6:29am
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"Jerry?" Tiffany sighed. "Would you mind putting your cigarette out? I need to gargle."
"What's wrong?" Jerry asked unsympathetically.
"Periodontal disease. It's been hell, Jer. Order me the Cobb. You can have the bacon. Still with the CIA?"
"Actually TIff, it's the Secret Service. We're the ones who got into mucho trouble last month for decoding messages in Colombian bikinis. And you? Still working, I hope."
"Yeah, right now I'm with the Pound of Flesh escort service. I've got a real weirdo later. A history buff with a Mayflower fetish. You didn't think this pilgrim hat was my idea?"
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Comment by Alisha Patterson on May 1, 2012 at 10:05pm -
MAN:
It’s black.
WOMAN:
Yes, I can see that.
MAN:
I thought you’d like it strong today, all things considered.
WOMAN:
I see…
MAN:
So were you firm with him? Direct—just as I taught you…?
WOMAN:
I like cream in my coffee.
MAN:
What’s that?
WOMAN:
Cream. So generous of you to anticipate my needs, but it was neither asked for nor welcome, just like your lessons on how to best leave my husband. I asked—for the last time—for coffee with cream and—
MAN:
Oh, but I just thought—
WOMAN:
CREAM. Is that direct enough for you?
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Comment by Alex Nava on May 1, 2012 at 9:53pm -
"I did something at home today", she said sheepishly. "And I learned something about you that disturbs me."
"What did you do?", he inquired.
"You always forced other people to do it."
"What are you talking about?", he insisted.
"I had to ask Rosa the most intimate details, because you've never let me do it. Ever. Not once."
"What did she tell you?"
"That you always insisted on complete silence from her and that I was never to know how it's done."
"Anything I might have suggested to our housekeeper was for your own good. I never meant to hurt you."
"Rosa said that if I ever told you I did it, you would fire her. She is scared to death."
"Tell me, I promise I won't get upset."
"I learned how to plunge a stopped-up toilet", she confessed.
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Comment by Eli Green on April 30, 2012 at 6:17pm -
“So . . . do you like my furry paw on the back of your neck?”
“Well, to be honest, I can’t believe you dropped a flea into my drink.”
“It’s the way we morphitangs communicate. Is it trying to swim out of your Perrier?”
“No, it’s just floating there—breaking up into pieces.”
“Oh, then it came off my cigarette.”
“Actually, I am turned on by your paw, it makes me all gawnky.”
“And I love your Three Mile Island hat.”
“Splorgexxxxxx . . . excuse me.”
“No problem whatsoever. Any more at home like you?”
“Furball, sorry.”
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Comment by alan miller on April 30, 2012 at 1:28pm
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"They've finished my medical tests...I'm fine...and I really do have three testicles"
"If this specimen is the best that they can come up with...I'm going to start looking elseware"
"But I love you Scarlet....I need you Scarlet...I could'nt live without you..."
Frankly Rhett,....I just don't give a damn!"
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Comment by Marc Cushman on April 29, 2012 at 11:30am -
“I thought it was obvious,” he said. “Look at me - my suit; my carnation; how I hold my cigarette. You didn’t know I was gay?”
She said, “When you offered to buy me coffee, I just assumed you were interested.”
“I was, in having a picture taken of us,” he said. “I collect such things.”
“But why?” she asked.
He answered, “Because one day, maybe 50 years from now, someone will look at that picture and wonder about us, maybe think we were a couple. And that amuses me.”
Amused, she said, “Well, we do make a pretty picture.”
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Comment by Marcielle Brandler on April 29, 2012 at 8:44am -
Carl: Ah, come on, Babe. If you're afraid.
Leigh: Not ....
Carl: Ah, you're shy. Is that it?
Leigh: Shy?
Carl: Here, let me get you another coffee.
Leigh: I don't need ...
Carl: Waiter, can you put some cognac in two coffees?
Leigh: What are you doing?
Carl: I don't get it, Babe.
Leigh: Please don’t call me that.
Carl: Look, he's gone and I'm here.
Leigh: Just leave me alone.
Carl: You’re all alike. You're just a tease.
Waiter: Is this man bothering you?
Leigh: Yes, he found out that my husband has died and now. (Sobs).
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Comment by Aleta Kazadi on April 28, 2012 at 9:55pm -
“This has to remain between us, you cannot tell a soul. I accidentally walked into a secret meeting and heard things, now I need to get out of here.”
“What did you hear? Should I stay working? Do they know you are my brother?”
“Stay if you can, but do not risk yourself. You are my eyes and ears, but stay safe.”
“I read a memo with your name and several others, a meeting place-- it didn't appear important, what could be so dangerous?”
“I better go, you stay and eat, I will contact you.”
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Comment by Susan Osborn Templeton on April 28, 2012 at 7:03pm
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“You look absolutely ravishing my dear,” he said.
She said nothing.
“That blouse brings out the blue in your beautiful eyes, darling,” he added.
She says nothing.
“Perhaps you’d like to go dancing at Astaire’s later, my sweet?”
Still she says nothing.
He sighs, “Yes, I ate the Twinkie.”
“I knew it,” she sneered.
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Comment by Lauretta Coumarbatch
(Title: Just A Sip)
“See, that was easy”, he says. “One sip and all our worries disappear”.
She hesitates, “I kind of wanted to wait and see... you know, if-”
He cuts in, “Nonsense, you're far too busy... plus it’d ruin your figure”.
“You're right”, she sighs. “Helen does rave about it though...”
He scoffs, “Helen's a frumpy busybody!
She brightens, “Yes. And I do have that Cleopatra role. Shooting starts in two weeks...”“It's the role of a life time! ", he cheers. “Now,” he scolds, “be a trooper when it passes. Heard it's quite bloody... Not that I know much about...you know...”
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Comment by Amber Wilson on April 28, 2012 at 9:23am
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“Paul…” she started. “This is…”
“Perfect, right?” Paul jumped in.
“That’s not–”
“Is it too much too soon?” He inquired.
She hesitated before replying: “The five-course lunch, the champagne, the flowers–”
“As beautiful as you are, darling,” he cut in. “I knew orange and red were your favorite colors.”
“My favorite color is blue,” she stated, matter-of-factly.
“Oh.”
“Look, Paul,” she began. “I appreciate the kind gestures…but an engagement ring at the bottom of my espresso?”
“It was a surprise,” Paul shrugged.
“Surprise it was,” she replied.
“Say yes,” he insisted.
“No,” she sadly declined.
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Comment by Harry Koch on April 28, 2012 at 6:49am
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What do you mean your pregnant. He said concerned
Your not happy, I thought you loved me? She whimpered
Is it mine?
What kind of girl do you think I am? She said nervously
I'm sorry, but I had to ask.
What am I going to do? She whimpered. Everybody in the theatre is going to know
Don't worry about them. He said confidently
But I'm going to lose the lead. She stated concerned
Doll, I own this production and nobody is gonna say a thing about any girl of mine. He said with authority
You, You, mean I'm your girl? She said cautiously excited
Baby, I'm gonna take you to the stars!
Oh, Tom. She says lovingly
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