Title: The Skeleton Ball
Source:  100 Word Wednesday: Week 95
Word count: 100 words (x2)

In honor of Halloween, I have written two 100-word sections. Enjoy.

Jim Reaper didn’t want to go to the party, but his friends all said he needed to pick up somebody. The last time he went to a party they used him as a coat rack. Before he got inside Jim saw right through a beautiful girl.

“Hi, I’m Jim Reaper.” Jim hoped his rattling bones didn’t show how nervous he was.

“I’m Dee, Dee Ceased,” she said looking down at her bony hands.

“Do you like the party?”

“No, there is no body to dance with,” Dee said.

“Dance with me?” Jim asked as his bony hand touched hers.

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Jim looked at Dee’s blank expression as a slow song started.

“Let’s sit this one out,” Jim said, pointing to a table.

“Great.” Dee followed, thinking dancing with Jim was fun.

“My favorite band is The Grateful Dead,” Jim said, sitting next to her.

“Oh, I like them. Them, and Bone Jovi.”

“Me, too.”

Jim’s friend Mumford stopped in front of them.

“Hey, you guys want a drink?”

“Sure,” Jim responded. “We’ll have two beers and a mop chaser.”

Dee laughed and moved closer, “I like you, Jim.”

Jim draped his arm over Dee’s scrawny shoulder and pulled her close.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Title: Greatest Disappointments
Source:  100 Word Wednesday: Week 94
Word count: 100 words

In Anna Karenina Leo Tolstoy wrote, “All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”

The Petrov family was no exception. Klara had been unsuccessful for years and Mikhail lost patience. Now Ava was his mistress. Klara didn’t blame him. He told her long ago he needed her to fulfill one role, she only needed to give him sons.

Today, Mikhail took Ava’s call and raced from the house.  Ava’s child, a son had arrived. Klara climbed the stairs to the nursery, and one by one threw each reminder of her failings onto the street.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Title: Not the Point
Source:  100 Word Wednesday: Week 93
Word count: 100 words

James had a plan to prove his point.

“It’s so stupid. It means nothing. They get all ‘wow this is deep’ over nothing,” he said.

He registered for the school talent show and began his work. He recruited Leslie the head cheerleader as one of his props. James assured her the only requirement was to sit in a chair wearing a mask. No words to memorize, no singing, nothing. She agreed when he promised to pay her.

His talent show skit went as he planned. The audience sat in stunned silence. They took James for an evaluation the next day.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Title: It
Source:  100 Word Wednesday: Week 92
Word count: 100 words

Franny screamed.

In the eerie gloom Charles, Franny and Alex crowded the edge of the raft searching for Mickey beneath the waves.

“Stay back,” Charles jerked away from the edge pulling the girls with him.

“Somethings out there and its gonna kill us.”

Alex scowled at Charles. “You’re such a sissy, Charles, it’s only water,” she said.

Franny screamed again, pointing. Mickey’s hands had breached the waves. Franny reached for him, but Mickey was yanked downward and disappeared.

“I told you, its out there,” Charles said clinging to Franny.

“It’s not out there.” Alex gazed across the waves and smiled.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Title: Plot Line
Source:  100 Word Wednesday: Week 91
Word count: 100 words

I was a regular at the coffee shop and selected my usual seat facing the window, the one that provided an unobstructed view of the street. This seat let me see who approached, who watched and who entered the shop. The window provided a bonus, reflecting the scene behind me. Here I had a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view.

I slung my bag across the back of the chair. I didn’t need to order; the barista automatically delivered my steaming cappuccino. I dug my journal from the bag to review the details. Careful planning and consideration yielded perfection, and tomorrow he would die.

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Jo Hawk The Writer