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by Colette

The Bunyip (Part 2)

– The gripping conclusion to Inkblots’ two-part post The Bunyip!

Written by Terrestris Veritas

If the bunyip is anything like the mythological creature Chimera, we’re staying well away!
Image Courtesy of hermachine.com

“If I may Mr President,” a coloured man boomed in a deep voice. “I know some lore of the bunyip.”

Calumet looked surprised and gestured at the podium after a moment of hesitation. “Speak freely my boy.”

The man stumbled to the podium and grasped it tightly. Clearing his throat he said, “the bunyip are sea creatures that were thought to have become extinct long ago. They are killers.” Uproar ensued from the crowd, the harsh silence broken. After several minutes, the noise dispersed to a few grumbles, and the coloured man continued. “They cannot be killed themselves, at least not easily. Um, the only other thing I know is that there are a lot of them, at least back when they were a common animal on the land. If they were hiding since then… then I don’t know. I’m sorry.” He hung his head.

“Fear not my friends.” Calumet said with booming authority. “We have done nothing wrong. We should not be harmed by these bunyip. Now, we shall attempt to discern what we can from Jimathon’s pictures. Thebs, will you turn on the screens please?” Continue reading →

by Colette

The Bunyip (Part 1)

Written by Terrestris Veritas

The Bunyip and the Boggle – the meaning completely eludes us too!
Image Courtesy of http://www.mazegames.biz

The streets were devoid of activity, organic or electrical. Only the police corps were around, making sure that everyone who should be indoors stayed indoors. No citizen would be bold enough to defy them, since the population of this town shunned even common human contact.

The ministers and judges within the town, along with the High Town Council were in a public meeting inside the Central Hall. Citizens littered the pews and stands, while upon a stage the ministers and judges sat in a semi-circle, facing the public. In the centre, the High Town Council sat on a raised dais. A podium stood in the middle of the stage.

High Town county council president Calumet Snad stood from his seat in the centre of the stage and said, “My friends, we are gathered here today to discuss the problem that stands before us.” The crowd gasped. One man raised a hand from the pews. Calumet acknowledged it, “please wait a moment Greg, let me finish.” Greg lowered his hand. “Like I said we have a problem.” The crowd gasped again, followed by a few murmurs. Calumet ignored them. Continue reading →

by Colette

Black Mirror

Written by Fantasy Girl

Mirror, mirror: In a silver landscape of ice-covered trees, a mirror stands on its own, out-of-place, lonely.
Image Courtesy of lets-not-be-perfect.blogspot.co.uk

‘A dream is a wish the heart makes!’ that’s what she always told me – my mother that is. She said, ‘we dream of the things we wish for but know will never come true.’ But my dreams do, and they always have done… she just never listened.

A mirror. That’s how it always starts. In a silver landscape of ice-covered trees, a mirror stands on its own, out-of-place, lonely. I walk up to it. It’s just a mirror, right, how much harm can it do?

It changes.

Ripples come from the centre, like when you drop a pebble into a still lake. The reflection, it’s still me, but it’s moving. She smiles at me, her eyes, my eyes, silver like the forest around me; around us. She curls her index finger, slowly and deliberately with a wry smile on her face, beckoning me to follow her, and turns her back and walks away from me, her hand-held out behind her, albeit when your lover is walking behind you. I follow. Just like I always do, but I don’t know why, yet I know how this will end – A terrorist attack, a tsunami, they’ve all come true. So, I follow. But this time it’s different.  Continue reading →

by Colette

Umbra

Written By Terrestris Veritas

Yesterday you fell.
Image Courtesy of http://www.reuters.com

Yesterday you fell.

An abnormality. Desperate to create a correlation between gravity and standing still. It failed. The ground broke away in sections of block, brick and chunk; causing you to fall deep down, further from all you knew but closer to purity of an undiscovered aspect. Yet you broke through the sky in fright, towering upwards into a void of deceit and hurt, throwing off the blanket of safety and obliviousness.

Yesterday you fell. Today you hang.  Continue reading →

by Colette

Thanks to all our 200+ Followers!

Thank You InkblottersHere at Inkblots, we’d like to share a massive thanks to all you wonderful people who have chosen to follow this blog. We’re a bit biased here, but we think our writers are absolutely awesome, with all the icing and cherries on top. Really, this is why the Inkblots team even exists, as without their writing, we’d still be walking the realms of the no-content-weird-websites out there.

So, because Inkblots has just hit a nice milestone mark of 200 – and we didn’t properly celebrate 100 – we’re personally thanking all our writers for their submissions, HHC and Friday Frenzy entries, and of course, we’re thanking YOU the follower! Continue reading →

by Colette

March – It’s all about the Bunnies!

They may be ornamental, but they are still damn cute! - Taken at Brigg Garden Centre

They may be ornamental, but they are still damn cute! – Taken at Brigg Garden Centre

Hey Inkblotters and welcome to March!

Spring-time may not be quite on the horizon yet, but there’s still been some lovely days where we’ve spotted sunshine leaking from those murky clouds. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves – usually April is when we get those weird heatwaves – let’s talk about bunnies and chocolate and flowers and what else is there? Okay, so basically March is like Valentine’s Day, but with bunnies and we don’t feel depressed when we eat our Easter Eggs.

Last month, our Half Hour Challenge gave our writers a kick up the sleepy side and encouraged them to share their weird and wonderful Dreams and Nightmares, and they were excellent – or should I say ‘eggsellent’ – I know, I know, I’ll shut up. We did have some great entries though and a couple will be finding their way into our March posts, so keep an eye out for them. The theme for March is Mad as a March Hare, so we’re expecting lots of crazy and kooky entries to spice April’s content up. Continue reading →

by marleylilith

Careful Driving

Written by Ricardo

Drive safely, and always wear a seatbelt.
Image courtesy of lovetoknow.com.

The moon nestled high in the clear black sky as Alexander’s watch hit eleven o’clock. The especially bright light from the full moon illuminated the deserted car park as he made his way across to his car, barely holding five loaded bags and a bunch of assorted flowers wrapped in plastic in his left hand while he fumbled for his keys with his right hand. He got to the scrap heap he called a car; faded blue paint, rust along the skirt and windows, the usual mess, as he retrieved his keys from his pocket. The old thing could at least lock and unlock with one of those wireless key things. Probably the first one they ever made. He opened the door and threw everything into the back, only taking care with the flowers.
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by Colette

Friday Frenzy – 22 February

This is something we were born to do, we survive.

This is something we were born to do, we survive.

Inkblotters, it’s time for another Friday Frenzy! From now on, we’re holding the Frenzy from 12am Friday 22nd to 12am Saturday 23rd BST/GMT so that you guys have extra time to submit your entry – good, eh?

If you’re unsure on the Frenzy and its rules, you can have a quick look at our Frenzy House Rules post, and get up to date on all the details.

Remember, if you want to submit your entry, please email it to creativewritinginkwell@hotmail.com before the competition deadline – if you do it after, we won’t be able to count it, sorry! If you’re submitting your entry from across the pond (Australia, America, Japan etc) and can’t remember what time it is in Britain then don’t worry, send it to us within the 24 hour time-slot from when this post was published. If you can headline your email ‘Inkblots FF Entry’, then smashing, it means you won’t get filtered into spam, and that’s definitely a good thing!

This month’s winner will be notified by email on Saturday 23rd and will have their entry (complete with image) published onto our site.

Remember, this competition also runs on our writing forum, The Inkwell, so you may be up against some awesome writers – don’t let that put you off though! Continue reading →

by Colette

Three-minute reads – Haiku Selection III

These Haiku posts just give us an excuse to look for pictures of tea and biscuits! Mmmm… cream tea.
Image Courtesy of blog.englishtrackers.com

The warmth of Spring is finally in the air! Here in the UK, we’ve had a sunshine-filled day, and it is more than welcome, what with having to battle a weird string of blitzing, wintry winds and (more than usual) lots of snow. Well, we didn’t get as much as Canada, but by heck we sure moaned about it. Hey, that’s what we Brits do best (unfortunately)!

So, with a spring in our step – and hopefully yours – we’ve got another selection of Haiku to bring you today. I’ve specially picked these three poems as they seem to tell a story, what that story is, however, you will have to figure out yourself. With many interpretations to seek, or gather, you have one minute to read, another to ponder and one extra to decipher – so get cracking! Continue reading →

by Colette

Smile

Written by Rob

Bell’s Palsy: Something for us all to think about.
Image Courtesy of http://www.patient.co.uk, where more information about the disease can be found.

A smile or a grimace? Ted Jones isn’t renown for his happy disposition, yet he seems pleased to see us. “Who are you and what have you done with the real Ted?” I think, though I don’t dare say it. The last three times Claire and I came to the warehouse to deliver training, Ted had been conspicuous only by his growl and then his absence.
“Oh, it’s you pair of plonkers again, is it? Well, you’d better set up in the meeting room like last time and stay out of my way. Some of us have got work to do.” Ted’s disposition hasn’t changed to match his new-found demeanour.
“You’re supposed to be managing this warehouse Ted. I’d like to know what work you consider to be more important than improving it.”
“We’ve got spare orders to pick, pack and ship. I’m bloody certain our customers prefer my lads doing that than sitting in your training sessions.”
“Your lads sent three parcels to the wrong place last month. What do those customers think about your attitude to training, I wonder?”
“Yeah, well the only folk who don’t make mistakes are the ones who do nowt. I’ll bet you don’t make many.”
“So do you think we should carry on as we are or should we try to improve?”
“I haven’t time for this. Deliver your training!” and he spins on his heel and marches out the door.
Claire rolls her eyes at me, “same old Ted,” and unpacks the projector. Continue reading →