Writing Contest Runner Up #3 – The Bell Tower by Edward Palumbo

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It’s time to announce the Cursed Love Flash Fiction Writing Contest results.
Congratulations #3, The Bell Tower by Edward Palumbo

By: Edward Palumbo

Regina arrived. It had been a week since she had sat at Rick’s kitchen table, where he had explained all the reasons he was wrong for her. The young woman had nodded in response to each argument, but she was not convinced. “I am not here for a reconciliation,” Regina promised as she entered the one-bedroom apartment.

“Really?” asked Rick, clad only in his pajamas bottoms.

“Yes. I am here to tell you an amazing story. A budding fiction writer, like yourself, should hear this story.”

“Then I’ll hear it.”

“Do you know the Davis Street Church, the one they closed?”

“Yes,” Rick replied.

“Did you ever notice that there’s no bell in the bell tower?”

Rick shook his head. “I’m sure they pulled it out when the boarded up the church.”

“Yes,” said Regina, “but it still rings. I heard it ring last night, at midnight.”

Rick rolled his eyes. “What were you doing at an abandoned church at midnight?”

“Seeking redemption,” said Regina, “or out for a walk – one of those.”

“If there is no bell, there is no ring, read your bible.”

Regina sat on the couch. Rick opted for his desk chair. “There was a ring, a ghost-bell ring,” Regina insisted. “I heard the ringing and it didn’t scare me – actually, I liked it. It soothed me, like a glass of merlot or that medicated baby powder.”

“Nobody drinks merlot anymore, nor baby powder, anyway, you heard nothing, no bell, you just wanted to come over to see me.”

“Bull!” Regina punched a few buttons on her cell phone. She rose from the couch and held the device to Rick’s ear.

“That’s a ringing bell,” he said, “but it could be from anywhere.”

“Yeah,” said Regina, “anywhere, like the depths of hell.”

“Why are people like you so consumed with the depths of hell, like the upper levels of hell are more livable?”

“The ghost-bell rings,” Regina half-whispered, “that is a reality you have to face.”

*

Dusk prevailed. Rick finished his run and he passed behind the bleachers. Regina watched him from the stands. She caught up to her love in half an instant.

“Nice run?” she asked.

“Slower than usual,” said Rick.

“Surprised to see me?”

“Never.” Rick replied.

Regina smiled. “I’ve been thinking a lot about our wedding.”

“Who is our?” he asked.

“I figured,” she replied, “that since we fight so much, our wedding colors should be black and blue.”

“Funny,” said Rick. He stopped walking for just a moment and he turned to her. “No wedding, not ever.” Rick trod onward.

“Do ever think about me?” asked Regina.

“I saw you yesterday.”

“What do you remember most about me?” she asked.

“The way you look from behind, when you’re leaving.”

“You can’t make me cry,” she said through a sniffle.

Rick increased his pace. His car came into view and that gave him solace, but Regina persisted. “Do you know what I remember about you?” she asked.

“What?” he asked.

“The way you used to cut me, with that razor you call a heart. But still, I love you,” she said.

Rick became flushed. “It’s not about love, with you, Regina. It’s about the chase. You want anyone, who doesn’t want you. Once, you really have me, you’ll lose all interest.”

They reached Rick’s car and stood beneath a street light.

Regina held out her hand, displaying an engagement ring and wedding band. “Look what I have, you won’t even have to buy me rings.”

Rick recognized the jewelry. “Those were my mother’s,” he said.

“Yes, she wanted me to have them. She thinks we’ll be great together.”

“She was buried with them, three years ago.”

“Your mother wanted me to have them,” Regina promised. “She said so.” Regina fell into Rick’s arms. “We’ll be so happy together.”

“You win,” said Rick.

“Of course, I won. I knew I would.”

Rick kissed Regina gently and he took the opportunity to nuzzle her neck. He lingered for a moment, before sinking his fangs into her soft flesh.

And he had never felt more at one with anyone.


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Writing Contest Runner Up #4 – The Return by @TabiCat90

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It’s time to announce the Cursed Love Flash Fiction Writing Contest results.
Congratulations #4, The Return by Tabitha Thompson!

By: Tabitha Thompson

She stood in front of my door, staring and smiling at me with a horrifying grin. I was no longer looking at my wife Kasie, but at a stranger. Her once radiant and glowing body had turned gruesome and rotted. This was not what I signed up for when I started this love spell, somehow the spell backfired. “This can not be. Something must’ve went completely wrong.” “Nothing went wrong sweetie,” Kasie replied “See for yourself.”

Once I reached the bathroom, I couldn’t believe the man that was staring back. I was completely unrecognizable. Although I felt physically fine, my looks told a completely different story. My flesh was gruesome and rotted, with a slight poke it was falling off the bone; my eyes were sinking inside my skull, expressing a gaunt look. As I continued to explore my frightening appearance, ominous whispers echoed throughout my bathroom walls.

“You did this. You lied to everyone. You thought you could get away with it.” The last line made my remaining flesh grow with goosebumps. “Don’t forget, forever and ever love.” That was the quote my former wife and I used, before she was bludgeoned and thrown into the sea with a cinder block, allowing the cruel nature of the sea have its way with her. It was all coming back to me, the curse would never end.

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Almost There

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Sorry for the delay, but Real World won’t let me escape to the world of Cursed Love.

Good news, I have narrowed it down to my Top 4.

I love the different takes I’ve gotten on the topic.

And I love to see new authors taking the dive into writing and adding their touches. Writing is more than grammar rules, its also about the passion and the simple curiosity of making the reader want more. A good writer has the power to make a reader chase that rabbit down into the black hole landing in Wonderland. Yet what is writing without rules? Is it not the same as living without laws? We need them, they help guide us during the journey.

Please be patient. I’m almost there.

And as always Stay Inspired,

Shonda

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Flash Fiction Writing Contest Extension

Writing Contest Extension

Did you forget to submit your entry to the Cursed Love writing contest? Did you run out of time? Or are you just hearing about it?

Whatever the case may be, the Cursed Love writing contest has been extended till Wednesday, February 21st, 2018!

All you need is 690 words on a topic that has destroyed hearts through the ages – cursed love.

Get to writing!

SUBMIT YOUR ENTRY HERE.

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I want that Kind of Love

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“I know your weakness, and I’ll meet you in that very place.”

-Sarah Young

 

 

 

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Cursed Love Entries Needed

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Author:  Clinton Siegle

I wanted to share a little snippet.

“I loved her with all my heart, that’ll teach me. Love is fickle for the best of people, but for a poor boy, love is even worse than being poor.”

Sounds like the beginnings of a Cured Love Story to me.

 

Keep the entries coming.

Stay Inspired,

Shonda

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Cursed Love

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My third favorite holiday is coming soon.

Valentines Day

In the Paranormal world we strive for the falling in and out of Love, that pain and pleasure captured in words. It’s the reason and the purpose for flipping to the next page. But isn’t this true of real life? We are motivated by love. When we fall we fly high wanting to share this feeling with the world and when we  fall out of love;  we shut ourselves away from the world and struggle to find the words to communicate.

Who amongst us has not had a broken heart or have been a straight-up fool for love?

Please don’t forget the contest ends soon. I’m waiting to hear about your Cursed Love. I’m hoping its fiction, but then isn’t fiction born from real life experiences?

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Shouts Out to a few entries:

Robert Kibble      Hind Etin

Shirley Muir        Dinner at My Place on Friday

Fabiyas M V         Love, Lust, Lunacy

Linda M. Crate     The Ocean’s Cull

 

 

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