Net Work Book Club discussion
A Drabble Advent Calendar
Sorry to be a thickie, but do you mean that you will both take it in turns to write a drabble a day...... or you will open a thread and us lot are to contribute our drabbles???
They'll be writing their own drabbles each day, but an open thread for everyone else's drabbles is a good idea.
Behind the second door is a story by me.I Want
Dear Father Christmas. I want - I beg your pardon. Mum says, "I want never gets." She says I need to learn some manners.
I'll start again.
Dear Father Christmas. I hope you are well. I am very well. Thank you for last year's gifts. They were very nice. Especially the new school uniform which was most useful. How do you feel about bikes? If you could run to a racing bike I would be extremely grateful. I could get a paper round then. It would help with the money. It's been quite tight here since Dad died.
Yours gratefully,
John
Frenchie put the The "Brains" of the Group thing after my name - and I have no idea how she did it, so I can't remove it.
T4bsF wrote: "Frenchie put the The "Brains" of the Group thing after my name - and I have no idea how she did it, so I can't remove it."I thought about adding "the boss" after Frenchies name, but she might just murder me if I do.
I'll have to go and have another look and see if I can find it again. I found it last week when we were trying to sort out the group message thingy. Back in a bit.
Hee hee, done it.Click on members, and at the top where the tabs are, select the one for mods, and under the name there is an option for edit. I just did it in there.
Ignite, I know we've taken your thread over with this and we'll delete the comments once Flo has had a look at changing the name thing.
What does Drabble mean these days? the only Drabble I know is Margaret. Read one of her novels and that was enough, thanks. Obviously I'm behind the times. Again.
The word Drabble for a piece of fiction exactly 100 words long (excluding the title) has been in use for around 30 years I believe. They are becoming popular - Michael Brookes is a noted Drabbler.
Day 3 and Jonathan Hill provides the treat behind the calendar door.Roasting On An Open Fire
Months of suspicion came to a head for Justine on Christmas Eve when Geoff came home with lipstick on his collar. What a cliché! But there it was, beneath the fog of alcohol he was exhaling. Justine greeted her husband pleasantly enough. She allowed him to change, and when he came downstairs, she stabbed him several times with the knife that had been set aside to carve the turkey. It’ll be a silent night, she thought later on, as she turned the toasting fork in the fire. Its prongs held two shrivelled-looking things. Geoff’s nuts roasting on an open fire.
Ignite wrote: "Hey Suze - don't worry about deleting - half the fun is in joining in!"Ok, I'll leave them :-))
My eyes were watering just reading it. I love these drabbles but I wish my spell check would stop trying to change them to dribbles :-))
Behind the door on Day Four - a dribble (for Suze's spell check) from Kath.The Fairy Moot
On Midsummer's Eve, the fairies meet for their annual get together. The flower fairies are the easiest to distinguish. The Rose Fairy dresses in rose petals with a little petal cap and the Bluebell Fairy wears blue petals and a thimble shaped flower on her head.
There's another, more practical kind of fairy. She will carry a rope ladder for bedroom windows and a small sack to collect teeth. But after a December spent parked on a fir tree with her knickers full of pine needles, you can tell a Christmas Fairy because she's the one who can't sit down.
Kath, are you entering our competition, it's open for entries until Sunday and all entries are welcome.
I'm a bit pushed at the moment. I've just (about four minutes ago)finished editing my novella. I'm proofreading for someone too. And I'm out all day tomorrow !
Behind the Day Five door is a story from Jonathan.A Warning
“So why have you called me in, Doc?”
“Well, we’ve been reviewing our most at risk patients and you fall squarely in that category. You’re inactive all year round; you’re now clinically obese.”
“Oh.”
“The one time of year you do any exercise, you overexert yourself; you’re asking for a heart attack!”
“Oh.”
“And during that exercise, you stuff your face with mince pies and booze!”
“Oh.”
“Oh, oh, oh. Is that all you’ve got to say for yourself, Santa?”
“Well it’s hardly appropriate for me to shout ‘Ho ho ho!’ when you’ve just told me I’m half-dead, is it?!”
The Elves of course. Santa just supervises. It's hard work. He has to look up from his kindle every now and then!




Zoe's Present by Jonathan Hill
Zoe Wilkes knelt down by the Christmas tree, her fingers itching to open the big parcel that had been there for weeks. Zoe's mum and dad now watched with broad smiles, holding hands in excitement.
Zoe ripped off the paper and looked inside. "But there's nothing here," she gasped.
"Exactly, Zoe. You have your health and a loving family around you, and with those two gifts you need nothing else in the whole wide world."
Peace descended on the Wilkes household. Briefly.
"This is crap! Lucinda's parents are getting her a Nintendo DS and a new saddle for her pony!"