Short Story Blog

#100 – Saint

Posted on

nacho-arteaga

The old man watched each face as his motorcade weaved through the cheering crowd.  Some hadn’t eaten for days, their hollow eyes begging his blessing.

Through the car’s speakers, a voice was listing the itinerary of the day.

“At 8 you have the talk in the main square.  We’ve already prepared it – the usual concern for the poor, a wish to heal old wounds and reach across divides.”

The old man smiled to the crowd.

 “Later, we need to discuss the portfolio. $30bn is still tied up in Switzerland.”

“Leave it there,” the old man growled.  “All of it.”

(c) Tim Austin, 2016.  Image by Nacho Arteaga via Unsplash.

“Saint” was suggested by bestselling author Sue London, whose various (superb!) works can be found on Amazon, here, alongside other outlets.  If following people on Twitter is your bag, you can find Sue @cmdrsue.

Hit that “Follow” button, below and to the right, and don’t forget to visit the OWOS Facebook Page for more content!

See you tomorrow for “Endangered”!

#88 – Torn

Posted on Updated on

Todd Deimer

Eddie’s mouth was hanging open.  He wasn’t entirely sure what had happened.

Around him people were staring, forks held comically close to mouths, awkward coughs and murmurs circling the room like sharks.  Behind him a door slammed closed.

“Can I get you a towel, sir?”

The Maître D remained professionally aloof but Eddie could see sympathy in his eyes.

“I,…. think I’ll have the bill, please.”

Eddie picked up the two halves of paper, her telephone number shredded.  They’d been talking about their blind date.  She’d asked what he enjoyed.

Somehow “Chilling to Netflix” was the wrong answer.

(c) Tim Austin 2016. Image by Todd Deimer via Unsplash.

Today’s story title was suggested by songwriter and author Vicky Jones.  You can find out more about Vicky at vickyjones.uk.  You can also follow her on twitter @VickyJones7

You too can suggest a One Word title – just pop your word in the comments or tweet it to me @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory 

Follow the site for more stories!  Tomorrow:  “Euphoria”.  See you then 🙂

#87 – Fragile

Posted on Updated on

Jake Campbell

Ben needed the woman beside him to shut up.

“Jimmy is such a good kid!  He was first in his class at math for the whole of last year.”

A picture of a teenage boy dropped onto his lap.

“I don’t think,…”

His words dried in his mouth.  The boy in the picture looked so happy.  The Boy looked so peaceful.

“Ben Sharpe?”

The secretary was calling for him.

“Doctor Simpson will see you now.”

Ben looked at Jimmy’s Mother.  She hadn’t stopped crying for 20 minutes.  Ben passed the tattered photograph back to her and retrieved his antidepressants.

“Good luck”.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Jake Campbell via Unsplash.

I’m on the search for new words!  If you’re reading this and you want to suggest one, please do!  Just pop it in the comments or Tweet it to @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory.

First visit?  Not been here for a while?  Check out more stories by clicking the links to the left and above!

See you tomorrow for “Torn”

#86 – Burning

Posted on Updated on

thomas shellberg

The flames lapped at the wood and circled in the thinning air.  A large crowd was watching as the fire danced and swelled, entranced by the hypnotic sweep of the blaze.

Music was playing loud and children were dancing.  Cold boxes filled with beer gleamed in the firelight.  The field was full of people talking and laughing together as the last rays of the day sank below the horizon.

The sheriff stepped forward, his hand lifting a microphone to continue his speech.

“Black Lives Matter, they say,…..”  The crowd was laughing.

The children played and watched the white crosses burn.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Thomas Shellberg via Unsplash.

The first image that came to mind with this word was the KKK.  It is a stain on humanity that this group still exists and that any group like this still exists.  But it does and it’s worth remembering that, in these dark times.  Humanity still has a long way to go,….

I’m still on the search for new words!  If you’re reading this and you want to suggest one, please do!  Just pop it in the comments or Tweet it to @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory.

Check out more stories by clicking the links to the left and above and be sure to like the OWOS Facebook page. Share your favourites and let more people know about One Word, One Story!

See you tomorrow for “Fragile”.

#85 – Loyal

Posted on Updated on

Robert Larsson

Time to play!  Time to play!!

Jesse barked loudly at her owner and ran off through the house in a frantic search.

Where did she leave it?!  Ooo!  Ooo!  I know,……

The Jack Russel dipped her nose to the floor, letting the scent tease and guide her as she snuffled her way to the sofa and reached beneath.  Her jaws snapped closed against plastic.

Found it!!  Mistress will be happy!!

The dog bounded back to her owner, dropping the phone by her hand and licking the woman’s face.  A voice crackled from the handset.

“911, which service please?”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Robert Larsson via Unsplash.

I’m on the search for new words!  If you’re reading this and you want to suggest one, please do!  Just pop it in the comments or Tweet it to @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory.

First visit?  Not been here for a while?  Check out more stories by clicking the links to the left and above!

See you tomorrow for “Burning”.

#84 – Disfigurement

Posted on Updated on

Dawn Armfield

“Oi! Freddy Krueger!”

The teenage boy sneered as the rock left his hand and span against the armrest of the man’s wheelchair.

“I said oi!”

The man didn’t move.

The gang could see his reflection in the store window.  His face was white and smooth: burned flesh twisted, his eyes milky. The boy threw another stone, laughing as it whistled past the man’s ear.

The store owner ran out and the gang scattered, their sneering cries echoing down the street.

“Hey man, why didn’t you say something?”

“Because” the burned man replied, “he wasn’t like that before the fire,…”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Dawn Armfield via Unsplash.

For a new story every day, click on the follow button below or “Like” the OWOS Facebook page.  For more stories, click on the links to the left – see what you enjoy 🙂  

See you tomorrow for “Loyal”.

#83 – Suave

Posted on Updated on

Ross Parmly

The gentleman brushed his finger over the rim of his glass, a low growl shucked carelessly from his throat.

“Thank you.”

His voice was smooth beneath the gravel of age.  His smile was bright.

The stewardess smiled back, bowing her head a little as she poured another splash of red wine into his glass.  With another quick glance, she stood straight and walked back up the isle.

“Old man in 26 D seems nice,” she chirped, stepping through the crew curtain.

“Oh, he’s a regular,” her friend replied.  “Check your pocket.”

The old man’s smile widened when he heard her scream.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Ross Parmly via Unsplash.

Keep your title suggestions coming (drop yours in the comments) and please do share stories you enjoy.  You’ll find a list of genres to the left!  Enjoy 🙂

Come back tomorrow for another 100 word short story.  Remember: it’s one a day for 365 days!  Keep following the blog for more.

#82 – Intense

Posted on Updated on

Mason Jones

“It’s,……. lovely.”

“Really?!  Do you think so?”

Jemima’s mother was clapping her hands wildly and bouncing on her toes.

On the driveway before them sat a car.  The metal and glass shone proud in the early morning sun.  The fresh-from-the-factory tires lay scuff free on the brick floor.

“A BMW, Mum,…. wow,…”

“It’s all yours!”  Jemima’s mother ran forward and took the teenager’s hand, guiding her towards car.  The goth girl blinked.

“Soooooooo?” God, why was her mother smiling?

“So,….” Jemima saw her black skirt reflected in the paint.

“I didn’t know they made BMWs in Bubble Gum Pink,…”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Picture by Mason Jones via Unsplash.

Today’s One Word Title was suggested by Angelica Kidd, writer of the “Life of an Aspiring Writer” blog.  On reading the word, a hot pink colour sped into my mind.  That probably says a lot about me but I’ll leave that to my therapist 😉

I’m on the search for new words!  If you’re reading this and you want to suggest one, please do!  Just pop it in the comments or Tweet it to @timaustin2k using the hashtag #onewordonestory.

First visit?  Not been here for a while?  Check out more stories by clicking the links to the left and above!

See you tomorrow for “Suave”

#81 – Insights

Posted on Updated on

Dariusz Sankowski

Allen swallowed a mouthful of coffee and rubbed his temple.  It was going to be a long, night.

He ran a finger down the list of phone numbers, looking for something – anything – to give him an edge in court.

Danny Banner loved his kids.  He wouldn’t hurt a fly.

Allen repeated the thought. He believed every word.  The phone was ringing.

“Hi Danny.  Ready for the morning?”

“Nervous.”

“Don’t be.  It’ll be fi,…….”  Allen stopped.

The number beneath his finger made his blood run cold.

“You said you never called her.”

“What?”

“Danny!!”

The silence betrayed them both.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Dariusz Sankowski via Unsplash.

Today’s title was suggested by actor and Manchester-based Equity stalwart Barry Evans.  You can find him on twitter @THEbazzaevans.  Thanks, Barry.

Take a look at more stories by clicking here and choosing one of the links at random  🙂  And if you like any of the stories, pop a link onto your social media feed.

For more thriller-related stories, click here.

See you tomorrow for another 100 word short story!  “Like” the OWOS Facebook page so you never miss a new story.

#80 – Hyperbole

Posted on Updated on

Abigail Keenan 2

“Did you SEE that catch?!”

Mr. Kirby was jumping in the grandstands, his fists punching into the air.  The crowd around him were on their feet: the roar was deafening.  Mrs. Kirby covered her ears.

“That’s my boy!  Left the other guy for dust!  Always a safe pair of hands.  Always said so, haven’t I?!”

Mrs. Kirby was peering onto the pitch, far below.  Her husband didn’t seem to notice.

“Man, nobody ever catches like that!  Did you see the way he launched himself forward,…?”

“Bryce,….”

Mr. Kirby was still whooping in glee.

“Bryce!”

“Yes dear?”

“That’s not our son.”

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Abigail Keenan via Unsplash.

Today’s word comes from yet another Doctor Who star – this time the wonderful Barnaby Edwards.  Barnaby is a director and actor for Big Finish and also a frequent Dalek operator in the TV series!  You can find him over on Twitter @BarnabyEdwards.  Thanks for the word, Barnaby 🙂

If you have a word that you’d like me to write a story on, just pop it into the comments section below!

You can find me on Twitter over @timaustin2k.  Don’t be shy, do say hi.  There’s also a OWOS Facebook Page to “like”.

See you tomorrow for “Insights”.