Loveday Writing

Why?** A Night Alone Ron showed up to the hotel with one suitcase in his hand and a forced smile on his face. The young woman behind the desk was friendly and checked him in quickly. When he entered the room, which was drab and gloomy looking with its faded white walls and worn carpet with an outdated pattern, he

Do I dare disturb the universe?** Mission Briefing It was decided that I would be the human test subject to travel to Earth when I was caught using a Luna boulder as my personal barbell. The Luna Police didn’t charge me as I technically didn’t steal the boulder or damage it, but they were freaked out enough that they called

The world is now open for business.** Please note, this short story is not meant to trivialise the seriousness of COVID-19 and its subsequent consequences. This story is set in the future when the world has reached a point where they have contained the spread of COVID-19. The World Is Now Open for Business Show me the world! After months

Married in black (Lynelle Eaves).** My Best Friends’ Wedding Day Today is the wedding day of Aaron and Erin – the (former) love of my life, and my long-time best friend. It turns out that they were secretly seeing each other behind my back. I was so furious and screamed so much that I thought I was going to have

The Teddy Bears’ Picnic. (In an offbeat style?)** Teddy Bears’ Picnic The door slammed behind a slightly messy purple bedroom with a picnic attended by teddy bears and other toys on the floor, lying on an old woolly blanket, after Katie suddenly bolted up and out of the room, running on her mother’s orders downstairs to get her lunch. “All

Write about a game of Chess which is more than a game, where black and white pieces represent something – two opposing forces, or armies, maybe.** Mind Games Just as I started to feel better about myself and transformation, my anxiety came to the table and wanted to play the game again. This never-ending game of Chess between me: my

A public phone is ringing in a deserted street. You pick it up…** Junk Drawer Mission My day started on the side of the road in a deserted street with a public phone ringing. The male voice at the other end of the line, who didn’t give his name but I knew who he was anyway, didn’t greet me but

Invisible friends.** A Friendly Hello I needed fresh air, planning funerals are never easy. I decided to take a walk in the park, something I always liked to do with my mother while she was alive or with me. My mother’s body at least technically died last night, but in the middle of the 21st century it was discovered that

Persuade the Devil you’re bad enough to be allowed into Hell.** Talking My Way In I’m dead. Not only am I dead, I’m standing outside the golden gates to Hell begging to be let in. Why do I want to be let into Hell? Honestly, the alternative is just way too boring. Pearly Gates, fluffy clouds, harp, angels, and my

Write a diary of a boring person.** Countdown 06:18 (Damien has 15 hours and 17 minutes left to live) I was supposed to be up at six. I jump out of bed, get dressed, and rush downstairs. There was a time when I hated running and now I can’t live without it. I love the feeling of the cool air