***** SUBMISSIONS ARE NOW CLOSED. THANK YOU ALL FOR PARTICIPATING. YOU’RE AWESOME! RESULTS WILL BE OUT SHORTLY.*****
THE DEAL: Write your best two-sentence story, post it in your blog, and make sure to leave the link to your post in the comments below.
Or leave your two-sentence story in the comments.
OR post it on twitter using hashtag #atwosentencestory. Or all these things together!
THE REWARD: In a few days, I’ll compile the best contributions and publish them here. Not only that, but the first place will get a super special blog interview, gaining extra exposure to some 600+ readers (WordPress+Tweeter).
So here’s the kickstart!
They lowered the small coffin into the earth. She shed no tears.
Remember, it can be any genre you want: humor, horror, romance, anything at all as long it’s a two-sentence story.
Now get crackin’.
The man in the wheelchair frowned at the woman and said, “If we were happily married for 25 years, why did you leave me?”
“Because the first thing you forgot was our wedding vows, Frank.”
Reblogged this on HarsH ReaLiTy and commented:
This looks like a fun challenge! Check it out if you are looking for a writing prompt! 🙂 -OM
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Thanks for the reblog Mr. OM ^_^
Her tears were replaced by the rain that fell from the clouds. Droplets void of sorrow and pain.
” He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. Perhaps he should have been a farmer.” By Hemingway Carl D’Agostino
Sounds like a fun challenge. Here’s my two sentences:
Her footsteps pitter-pattered as she rushed to their secret meeting place even though her friends had warned her. “I don’t care,” she said, “I have to know.”
It was valentine day. In clear sky, it started raining again.
In front of all the people sitting around the dinner table he told her to shut her hole. She calmly looked at him and said “what and starve you?”
“I’m afraid of monsters, but now I’ve started to think the only real monster is me.”
Bang!
Brilliant! I’m on board!
Here’s mine:
“Everyone on the night bus was asleep, but he couldn’t sleep a wink; something was bothering him. He knew that it was because of her, who had told him the night before on their five-year anniversary that she couldn’t do this, and that she was sorry, so so sorry…”
The writing in these submissions is seriously amazing!! You guys rock!
Thank you C.S. :o)
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The last man on Earth sits down in his living room. There is a knock at the door.
Thanks for the reblog! : D
I left another comment too where I put in a different submission. I love this idea. You’d be surprised what can come of two sentences. I wrote the last two sentences of a novel then proceeded to write the actual novel, hehe. Love this.
“Karma’s a bitch,” she whispered in the smoke filled air. Ella smirked as her step-sister’s house burnt to cinders.
The last remnant of technology whirred and popped. Then the dark came.
Reblogged this on Shana Chartier-Author of things, like this blog! and commented:
A fun challenge for a writing contest!
Here goes!
He gazed into her eyes as he said, “I do.” He watched through tears from behind a pillar.
She stood, brushing off the dirt on her knees as the moon emerged from behind clouds to shine on Mom’s old limousine (now hers!) and Mom’s young chauffeur (ditto!). Bending over the grave and smiling carefully around her teeth, she whispered, “I really am sorry about that garlic, Mom.”
This is so much fun. looking through the stories in the comment section and am impressed. SOOO, here’s mine. I also posted it on my blog already. https://itlanded.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/tw0-sentence-story-challenge/
“She knew how wrong it was to kiss the married man she loved, but she’s been waiting for this moment to happen. Tonight, of all nights, she was just a girl, getting kissed by the boy she liked.”
😀
https://jerowland.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/two-sentence-story-challenge/
The couple, with joy and awe, stared over the precipice. Then they said “I do.”
The lights were getting brighter behind her, but Liv had no where to go except down. Giving a small sigh she moved her feet through the mud at the cliffs edge and quietly stepped forward.
There are so many two-sentence stories I want to write! Great idea.
“I was just thinking-”
“Well don’t.”
One more two sentence! i say, bring it on! – here’s mine :D:
Stories of our life. Entwined, entangled, bedraggled like you and I.
I loved this! Here is mine:
Sam spent half a year saving to get Tara the engagement ring of her dreams. Now Sam has to wait anywhere from 22 hours to 3 days to get it back from Tiny, the German Shepherd.
She went back to her old workstation to find her subordinate peering over his new subordinate’s shoulder, shouting as he pointed out mistakes in her work. The ones in the adjoining cubicles could still be heard gossiping with each other, pointing out how this new one also wasn’t worth it.
She took a small bite of the strangely smelling food on her fork and smiled politely. The different colored people surrounding her watched intently for her reaction.
I’m seriously loving all these stories!
Here’s my effort:
The woman, drained and battered within an inch of her life, stared up at the dark stranger and whispered, “I have nothing left to give you.”
“You still have your soul which I’ll gladly take now.”
This was harder than I thought! Here goes nothing:
I came to a fork in the road and stopped. After weighing out my options, I went straight.
What a terrific idea! Looks like this challenge is generating a lot of awesome ideas, loving the stories I’m reading in the comments section. Here’s my two-cents worth, already posted on my blog:
https://chinitatravels.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/two-sentence-story/
She gazed out of the speeding train’s misty windows to see a vast lake enshrouded in the gray of November. Autumn had died and Winter was being born out of the carcasses of leaves, slithering out in a blanket of silver and wet.
Her face in the mirror was bludgeoned black and blue but there was no fear in her eyes. She rolled the revolver to click it shut and opened the door to his room.
“I always thought she was happy. She was, just not with me.”
Reblogged this on The Storm's Mirror — Writing is Passion, Challenge, and Perception and commented:
Originally blogged on http://www.cswilde.wordpress.com – fantastic 2-sentence story contest. Already some great contributions to read.
Yellow buses stained red. School bells ring funeral hymns.
The shot rang out—the bullet seemed to move slow motion, almost float, as it sped towards me. Animal fast, I threw myself to the left, on grass, flinging my pack off.
Reblogged this on Helping and Healing and commented:
He came into her life unexpectedly. She was excited by the idea of starting anew.
Hey I’m no “writer” but I had to give it a shot!
THEY LOWERED THE SMALL COFFIN INTO THE EARTH. SHE SHED NO TEARS.
The time for crying was over; now was the time to rebuild the hole inside her where life and love had once run free in the smiles of a beautiful blonde haired child.
But no more.
Oooh nice spin 😀
I probably spent more time thinking about my two sentence reply than I have on whole sections of my story. It’s amazing how the limited lines limit your thoughts. Great fun, too. (I’m totally stealing this idea or reblogging your post or something for Friday. With your permission, of course.)
Reblogs are totally cool, but I think the challenge might be over by Friday!
He poises himself on the brink of the black boundary that blocks him from stepping any closer as he holds the orange ember in his hands and slowly let’s it drop to the ground and bounce back into his grip. The eyes of onlookers sear into his sides as he releases the cinder into the humid air– praying it turns fireball and burns through the net, he hears the echo of the flame as it hits, and teeters on the edge, along with him.
https://peoplethingsandlife.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/two-sentence-story-challenge/
Great idea! Loved the challenge 🙂
Great: Sam caught the flu. Just in time for next week’s viral #marketing summit: http://goo.gl/FRc9pR
My worst nightmare -_-
A woman jerks awake – one thread pulled of thousands that made up this tapestry. As a time keeper he could pull it, but not without consequence.
here’s mine on Recovering Know It All
https://recoveringknowitall.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/two-sentence-story-challenge-home/
“Standing in the hall way, having completed the day’s journey into town and back as he had so many days before, Jacob smiled inwardly with quiet pleasure as he thought of the circular pattern of it all; the day beginning in silence, building in the crescendo of the success that was now his, and now returning to silence as he stood once again before the heavy wood door which waited for his key alone. It took only a quick, metallic turn then a muffled thud and finally, he knew he was home.”
-KIA
Reblogged this on Blackbird's Nest and commented:
Okay, I’m usually terrible at short things, but I’ll play along…
Once upon a time they lived happily ever after, but now the King lay dead on the Castle floor. She kicked the poisoned apple away and watched it roll under the bed, surprised that he’d never seen it coming; after all, when in the history of the world had there ever been a Good Queen?
https://mstoywhisperer.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/two-sentence-story/
Reblogged this on The V-pub and commented:
Join in! It’s a lot of fun!!!!
It was fun and amusing to read the comments. Imagine how broad and creative their minds are. 😍 I already posted my two-sentence story on my blog: https://ellafcg.wordpress.com/2015/11/24/two-sentence-story-challenge-2/
And I’ll post it here too. ☺
“It’s okay to cry; crying will help you ease the pain and believe me, being unafraid to cry will make you stronger”, said the old woman standing beside her. She was caught off guard and then suddenly, without her noticing it, her tears spilled down her cheeks.
From a long lost memory to an early morning dream. She surely haven’t forgotten the way to my heart..
There was this girl I knew once in school who was taunted by bullies and abused by her alcoholic father. I had a chance to make a difference in her life…and failed.
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“His eyes stare into nothingness” they all said, but she knew better. In them she saw memories of the life they shared.
Mommy told her the monsters weren’t real as she shut the bedroom door. The nightlight flickered and she saw the eyes in the mirror weren’t hers.
Chiselled… lovers’ names worn smooth. Their spirits live on unrecognised.
Reblogged this on Jane Dougherty Writes and commented:
Another challenge for you. A very short story challenge. Have a go!
Through the unmapped wastes of space, the silver snake wound and coiled its way round planets and meteors, creeping ever closer to its goal. In the observatory, the astronomer watched, transfixed, first with curiosity, then with fear.
The trees looked dead, naked, the mourners waited. The grave diggers hated winter.
He kissed her as she was arguing. Huge impact.
Here you go: [and yes, it’s inspired from true events… lol]
https://whosafraidofbigbadwolf.wordpress.com/2015/11/24/atwosentencestory/
“Let us pray,” she murmured, bowing her head earthward as the tiny box continued its downward trajectory into the soil, a cruel wind whipping at her brown hair underneath a steely sky. The hole itself wasn’t quite six feet – digging that deep to bury their pet grasshopper in a matchbox seemed like an unnecessary luxury the children couldn’t afford.
He walked into the gray building two times every day, with its huge arches and musty smelling rooms. He never thought intensive outpatient treatment would so intensive, but this time he was going to really give this sobriety thing a shot.
https://odaciuk.wordpress.com/2015/11/24/c-s-wildes-two-sentence-story-challenge/
I thought I knew it all, until she revealed her secret. Suddenly, I felt my world shatter, plunging my soul into a spectral abyss where no love existed, only lies.
Okay… I’ll play!
Sterile white walls of the waiting room surround me, my blood, my death staining my memories, and I stare at the one way out, my way out, of this between place. Black as nothingness, the door, hiding either the light or the dark, creeps open.
“Another day ruined,” he said at eight o’clock in the morning.
He burnt the bacon.
Reblogged this on Jessica Marie Baumgartner and commented:
Maybe I can come up with something haha
My entry here: http://wp.me/p3FhMj-q5
He unsheathed his black sword putting the guns and firepower to shame.
His hand held the sword tight lying on the ground as a witness to a mightier bravery.
“You’re getting weaker every minute,” said the doctor in a low, shaky voice. I knew that all he could see of me was a haggard, stick-thin figure in a hospital bed, so I offered a hopeful smile to prove him wrong.
If there was ever a time he needed patience it was now, he said to himself as the police officer approached his car. Now is not the time for a black man to lose his self-restraint and possibly lose his life.
‘Danny, if you’re reading this it means I’ve escaped, meet me in the one place only you and I know exists’. When I arrived I found her dead on the floor, bruises around her neck; the police arrived shortly after, holding her note.
Mytwosentences
Father’s teardrops fall on a tiny closed casket. Mother loves Jim Beam.
http://www.Mytwosentences.com
http://finallyawriter.com/2015/11/24/two-sentence-story-challenge-c-s-wilde/
Hi! first time here. I posted to my blog … gardenlilie.com.
Thanks, Kim.
Here goes mine-
She picked up her mail and headed over to the desk to sort them out, while she looked up momentarily at the reflection of the animate inferno on the kitchen clock. The pulse of the flaming heat hit from her hard and there, with the letters in her hand, she sunk into abysmal depths, an echoing vortex full of fire, in the dark.
Edit: Here goes my story for the challenge!
She picked up her mail and headed over to the desk to sort them out, while she looked up momentarily at the reflection of the animate inferno on the kitchen clock. The pulse of the flaming heat hit her hard and there, with the letters in her hand, she sunk into abysmal depths, an echoing vortex full of fire, in the dark.
She was confused that her brother shed so many tears, it was just a stupid cat. She smiled, remembering how easily it broke.
What a great idea to get writing 😉
Find my 2 sentence story at …
http://thecrone.co.uk/2015/11/25/never-read
The book held all the answers she would ever need. She never opened the book.
Here ya go! Thanks for hosting! Nice challenge! 🙂
https://kmmyrman.wordpress.com/2015/11/25/an-inconvenient-interruption/
Upon finishing the last sentence of the essay, he took a long, satisfying, celebratory drink of coffee. He then accidentally knocked the cup over, spilling the remaining coffee all over the keyboard.
Took a while to think about it, but here’s mine: https://peterbouchier.wordpress.com/english-essays-and-poems-2/english-essays-and-poems/sea-of-love/
Thanks for the reblog! : D