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Thursday photo prompt: Watcher #writephoto

Posted on August 30, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Every Thursday at noon GMT, I publish one of my photos as a writing prompt. If you know where the photo was taken, please keep it to yourself until the challenge is closed and I usually share something about the … Continue reading →

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Photo prompt round-up: Caught #writephoto

Posted on August 30, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Sinuous dancer Raising her arms to heaven Calling down the sun The dance of light is calling Embracing eternity * The photo for this week’s prompt was taken as we wandered through a Yorkshire wood in search of a dragon. … Continue reading →

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The Source of Magic ~ Anurag Bahkshi #writephoto

Posted on August 29, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Sue woke up to see Charli staring unblinkingly at a tall tree near their campsite. “Look at that light emanating from that tree, it’s magical,” Charli said softly. Sue looked towards the tree, and said dismissively, “It’s just sunlight reflected … Continue reading →

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Caught # D. Wallace Peach #Writephoto

Posted on August 28, 2018 by Sue Vincent

She is bruised on the outside. Broken on the inside. And her feet stretch up over her head into the air as the swing reaches the height of its arc. Bare toes blot the daylight rustling through the canopy, and … Continue reading →

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The Tree With A Hole~ Jai #writephoto

Posted on August 27, 2018 by Sue Vincent

I woke up at 6.00 AM in the morning. I stretched and yawned and looked at the empty pillow by my side in misery. I still remembered how Maggie’s beautiful face would look up and smile at me every morning … Continue reading →

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Come dance with me ~ Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto

Posted on August 27, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The sun streaked past the tall cinder branches and fell on the ground below. As if in acknowledgement, but more so in gratitude, Stella lifted her tender feet and flung herself onto the skies; the sun kissed early morning air … Continue reading →

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In Which The Earth Loses Its Diamonds And Gains A World Religion ~ Geoff Le Pard#writephoto #flashfiction

Posted on August 27, 2018 by Sue Vincent

It all began in a small wood near Chipping Granite just outside of Stratford. Sunday morning at ten when the Rev. Worple Le Posset was walking Jericho, his Puddle an unlikely combination of pug and poodle. ‘What’s that, boy?’ The … Continue reading →

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Caught ~ Ritu Bhathal #writephoto

Posted on August 26, 2018 by Sue Vincent

“Hello?” Julie looked up. Where had that voice come from? She was sure no one else was in the forest with her. Settling back down, onto her log seat, she continued to read. “Helloooo!!” Again, Julie glanced up. It would … Continue reading →

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Caught ~ Iain Kelly #writephoto

Posted on August 23, 2018 by Sue Vincent

He strained against the ropes as the sun moved across the sky above the trees. A gentle breeze made the canopy whistle and sway. It was the only sound. He still saw the painted face under the tousled hair, the … Continue reading →