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I thought I heard wrong. I looked up at her and, for the first time, noticed that her eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue that I had ever seen. They also appeared slightly unfocused. I had never heard the term, blind before, but the deductive reasoning of which I had been so proud now told me that , although Celeste was looking directly at me, she could not see me. I was unable to comprehend how it was possible someone could possess eyes and yet be sightless, but I knew that, at least in Celest's case, it was so.

H. G. Wells' science fiction novel The War of the Worlds remains one of my favourite science fiction reads. It captures the imagination in a way that has inspired many other alien invasion stories since its release at the end of the 19th century.
If you haven't read the other drabbles in the Drabble Classics series then you can do so here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/d...
And now here is my drabble tribute to this classic novel:
The War of the Worlds
From Mars the invaders came, I approached the site alongside a crowd. They were incinerated by the heat ray and the few survivors fled.
A giant tripod was constructed and left the pit, London’s defences collapsed and a mass exodus began. I purchased tickets to escape by sea, but war machines arrived. The Thunder Child’s sacrifice enabled my wife to escape on the steamer.
More cylinders landed and red weed choked the land. I returned to London where I charged a war machine, expecting to be slain but it was already dead, killed by the lowest of all Earth’s creatures.
They are brilliant Frenchie! I really think you should consider doing your own book of Drabbles. You definitely have the talent for it.
Frenchie wrote: "Thank you Linda. I really enjoy them. I prefer them now to writing anything else. Don't know but it is something I actually feel confident with. I think it is because they are short and straight to..."There's nothing wrong with dark writing, I have a habit of it myself :-)
Frenchie wrote: "Cinderella revisited.Prince Charming was not happy. Not only did he lose his princess but he also lost his solid gold watch at the ball.
Cinderella watched as Stepmother tripped and the glass sli..."
The watch - it's like a Fledermaus... except with Cenerentola and Lorenzo da Ponte too!
Okay - this is my first try. I hope I get this right (although I did make it 100 words and it is a short story, I suppose, and writing can be whatever you want it to be)After Beaumarchais
Pierre-Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais was no ordinary man. He was a playwright. He was an actor. He was a patriot and a traitor, a watchmaker and a fighter at court. He traveled to and from America and helped with the freedom from Britain and helped a barber become freed from his irksome master. He intrigued Marie Antoinette and annoyed Joseph II by intriguing Count Almaviva and annoying Figaro.
But what happened after all that?
“Hey, Pierre!”
It was da Ponte.
“What?” Beaumarchais demanded, annoyed.
“Time for lunch!”
“Not that again. I’m writing a sequel.”
“Another?” he laughed, “Ms. Storace’ll pleased!”
Frenchie wrote: Maybe not the most inedit idea LOL... Inedit??? I gather it is a typo - but can't decide what it's really supposed to be.
I like it Frenchie, and love the end.Should 'in edit' be 'original', or am I on the wrong track altogether.
Frenchie wrote: "Suze wrote: "Snow White is my favourite one of the last 3 I think, but they're all good."Gutted! You mean you did not cry, Suze? I need to re-write that one and input some powerful emotions in it..."
Sorry, but I won't cry, I'm not all all romantic and certainly not into "soppy" stuff. I still like it though.
....you surprise me Suze - I thought you'd be a prize candidate for the Kleenex box. I cried in Bambi and Jungle Book!!
Frenchie wrote: "T4bsF wrote: "....you surprise me Suze - I thought you'd be a prize candidate for the Kleenex box. I cried in Bambi and Jungle Book!!"And I cry in every sad film, every sad bits of a book, I als..."
There was one month where any time I saw anything die I would be hysterical (it was two months after my bird died - she was pretty close to me and had a seizure disorder :( ) - I cried when both Giuliano and Lorenzo died in Signora da Vinci, when Mozart died in Amadeus (I also laughed a little)... I cried when I killed one of my characters... but now I'm come scoglio (immoto resta, contra i venti, e la tempesta - di piangi)...
T4bsF wrote: "....you surprise me Suze - I thought you'd be a prize candidate for the Kleenex box. I cried in Bambi and Jungle Book!!"I don't think I've ever cried over a film. Phil says I'm a hard hearted so and so. As for being romantic, guess who forgot her first wedding anniversary!
Frenchie wrote: "Michael wrote: "I like your dark thoughts collection."''Then'', she said bowing graciously, ''take the credit for them because you taught them how to write them, even if you did not know it''."
That's kind of you to say so, but the talent was already there :-)
Frenchie wrote: "Michael wrote: " That's kind of you to say so, but the talent was already there :-)"
Oh, thank you. *blush* You are too modest, Michael.
There is a Budhist proverb that says: ''When the student is..."
I like that :-)
Hey French, what's this dark thoughts business? I'm starting to worry about you, I assume its all fictional?You outta get out more Missy. XXXX
Frenchie wrote: "Geraldine wrote: "Hey French, what's this dark thoughts business? I'm starting to worry about you, I assume its all fictional?You outta get out more Missy. XXXX"
No need to worry, I did not expec..."
ooch, i was only teasing you, you big silly. youre doing fine L@L
The latest Tales of the Imp drabble has been posted in today's Indie Book Bargains newsletter (you can sign up to the newsletter on their website: www.indie-book-bargains.co.uk). If you haven't read the rest of the Tales of the Imp newsletter you can do so here:http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/t...
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A True Gentleman
Like all good things that amazing first date came to an end, my usual nervousness returned as I escorted her home. Should I kiss her? The Imp said yes and so we kissed and she tasted of strawberries, which was unexpected but not unpleasant.
She invited me in and I was very much up for that idea, but the Imp said no. A bit unfair I thought, but he seems to know best, keep her keen for next time was his advice.
Besides I had some test to undergo before I first mated, I wonder what he meant by that?
This is sort of an excerpt from real life. That's why I used "Ms. M----" as the teacher's name. I should be doing my Social Stuides HW, but that's why this came to mind... so, enjoy ;)Social Studies Class
The teacher glared as the students filed in. 'Average,' she thought, 'nothing special.' No-one caught her eye as she watched them enter the room. She began to speak before the second bell rang.
"Welcome to Social Studies 8," she said with a straight face, "I am Ms. M-----. Now, you do not know the first thing about anything, but by the end of the year, you will be as smart as I am. In fact, your parents aren't sure now that you are smart..."
The girl in the front row put down her copy of the Divine Comedy in shame.
Several males and females scattered throughout the dining place were missing limbs. Others carried thin lengths of wood that closely resembled the walking staffs carried by Revered Ones, only these were much shorter, thinner, and were painted white. Although most were engaged in conversation, a few were rigidly focused upon the small table space directly in front of them. They ate silently and never looked anywhere other than directly at their bowl. With some difficulty, we made a concerted effort not to stare at those around us while they seemed oblivious to our presence, or perhaps they had better manners.
Social Studies Class - Continued'My parents know that I'm smart,' she thought to herself, 'why wouldn't I be?'
She continued reading.
'What has caught your interest so and makes you lag behind? Keep up with me and let those people talk!' she read to herself, 'Be like a solid tower, who's brave height remains unmoved by the winds that blow: the man who lets his thoughts be turned aside by one thing or another will lose sight of his true goal, his mind sapped of strength'.
'If only Virgil was here to help me get through the next two periods of hell', she though.
Well... according to Dante, I believe that she would be in Circle V (wrath)... or Circle VIII (fraud), borgia VI (hypocrites) because she's a hypcrite sometimes too.But if you think about it in the way of what my Hell woudle be like, the 1st layer would be Italian/Social Studies class, the 2nd would be a never ending performance of a Shakespeare play/opera with my school while sitting under a balcony (so you can't hear anything) with an annoying teacher next to me, the third would be a never ending period of time in which people force me to sing for them and then make fun of me, and the fourth would be having super folky/pop music playing while I'm trying to do my homework. I haven't come up with the other 4 yet.
Frenchie wrote: you will feel in your element there, there are some very intelligent people who write some very nice things :-) ....why do you think I am NOT there???
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Dracula by Bram Stoker is one of the classic vampire stories, although most people will be familiar with the character from the numerous films (my favourite being Gary Oldman's portrayal). Although on the surface it's a horror novel (and for it's time quite a risque one) it is at heart a love story (and nothing wrong with that!). For modern readers it can hard work to read, but it's impact on horror and in particular vampire stories in the past century or so cannot be overstated.
To celebrate this classic novel I have written a drabble based on its plot, if you've not read the rest of the Drabble Classics serie sthen you can do so here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/d...
Dracula
To Count Dracula’s castle Jonathan Harker travelled where he advised the Count and was then condemned to the company of his undead brides.
In London the Count arrived and stalked Jonathan’s fiancée Mina and her friend Lucy whom he turned into a vampire. The learned Van Helsing revealed the secrets of nosferatu and with their friends decapitated Lucy thus ending her curse.
Jonathan escaped and after marrying Mina returned to London and joined with their friends. Eventually they faced Dracula at the gates of his castle. After a desperate battle they slew the vampire and freed Mina from his bondage.