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Flash Fortnightly #21

21 Aug

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Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this last ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry. I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone at Artipeeps for their support and I wish them all the best for the future. Also, many thanks to all of you who have read, liked and commented on my pieces; it means a great deal.

A HUGE  ‘thank you’ Laura, for all your great flashes over the past months. I have appreciated your writing, your care and your conscientiousness enormously, and I look forward to working with you in other collaborative ways in the future. 

Like Laura, I’d also like to thank all the readers of ‘Flash Fortnightly’ and I hope you all will continue to follow what we’re up to on ArtiPeeps as we move forward and develop.

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Sugar Rush

Maisie looked at the floor. “Good evening everyone.”

“Try to look up, dear,” a voice said from the back. “Let’s see your face.”

Maisie’s large brown eyes moved slowly from the black and white floor tiles, to the rows of shoes. They were black and brown, made of leather or suede. Not flat turquoise plastic pumps like hers. She looked at trousers, skirts, tights in different shades of black, grey and blue. Not like her pink and purple striped tights under a light denim skirt. Torsos were clothed in shirts, jumpers and jackets, all plain. Not like her off the shoulder white t-shirt with a print of Marilyn Monroe on it. She searched the faces for something that looked familiar, something that she could relate to. Something, anything. One man had thick tortoiseshell glasses on and looked like an architect. One of the women had such pinched lips she looked as if she was sucking on a lemon. But she was wearing a fabulous shade of plum lipstick.

A smile danced on Maisie’s lips and she focused on the rich lipstick. “Good evening everyone. My name’s Maisie and I’m an addict.”

Laura Besley

If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley or connect on facebook Laura Besley Writer

Flash Fortnightly #20

7 Aug

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 Welcome to Flash Fortnightly!

Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry and I’ll be back on Wednesday 21st August 2013 for the last Flash Fortnightly…

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A Casual Drink

“Give me another, will you Jim?”

“Sure thing.”

Matt threw back his shot of whiskey and reached for the freshly pulled pint before the liquid had had a chance to warm his throat, let alone his stomach.

“You okay there buddy?” A hand clamped down on his shoulder and then a face appeared. A face he recognised, but couldn’t place. He sat down next to him and ordered a dark ale. “You look like you’ve settled in for the night.”

“That’s about right.” Could he be a regular? No.

“Don’t usually see you here on a Wednesday. You know tonight’s-”

That was it. Wednesday was fucking-

“-quiz night? Are you joining in?”

“Don’t think so mate.” This was the god-awful compere, Dick. Dick fucking Tracey. No-one actually knew if it was his real name or not.

“That’s a shame.” He picked up his pint and shuffled off the high bar stool. “We’re starting in ten minutes.” And he walked off to a table near the back.

“I’d best get off as well,” Matt said to Jim. “Can I settle up?”

“Course.”

“How do you put up with that crap every week?” he said, handing over several notes.

“With difficulty.” Jim laughed. “But I do learn a thing or two at the same time.”

Matt sighed. “Lucky you.”

“Hey, you sure you’re ok?” Jim leant on the bar.

“Rosie’s pregnant again and it’s rubbish timing. She was gonna go back to work full-time now that Stacey’s at school and we were gonna save up to buy a bigger place. Now we won’t be able to. More bods and even less space.”

Jim stopped polishing the glass he was holding in his hand. “Man, I don’t know what to say.”

“I know. It’s lousy. I’m happy, really I am. It’s just crap timing.”

“Sure thing.”

Matt stuffed his wallet in his back pocket. “Night, Jim.”

“Night. Say hi to Rosie for me.”

“Will do.”

Laura Besley

If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley or connect on facebook Laura Besley Writer

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Flash Fortnightly #18

10 Jul

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Welcome to Flash Fortnightly!

Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry and I’ll be back on Wednesday 24th July 2013 with some more…

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Waiting

Standing in the shadows of the granite wall, Thomas was waiting. Maya was late. Her art class finished at nine-thirty and she should already be exiting through the heavy oak door of the local community centre. Others were streaming out with pads and pencils in their hands, chattering excitedly after their evening’s work had finished. But nowhere could Thomas see the tall girl with short curly hair. His tall girl with short curly hair.

Thomas pulled his mobile phone out of his trouser pocket. He pressed a button, illuminating the screen. Nine-forty. Where the bloody hell was she? He dialled her number. It rung once and then went to voice mail. No point in leaving a message. He debated with himself about going inside to get her, but he quickly dismissed that idea as she might reject him. Again. In front of everyone else.

Eventually, at nine-forty-nine she was there, in front of the building, her blue and green checked bag slung over her right shoulder. No doubt there would be another new sketch inside.

Thomas stepped forward into the pale light of the overhead streetlight. ‘Maya,’ he said quietly.

She spun round and smiled. ‘Dad!’ She hugged him in front of her classmates.

He felt a warm sensation in his stomach spread throughout his entire body. ‘Let’s go, honey. I’m double-parked.’

Laura Besley

If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley or connect on facebook Laura Besley Writer

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Flash Fortnightly #17

26 Jun

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Welcome to Flash Fortnightly!

Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry and I’ll be back on Wednesday 1oth July 2013 with some more…

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The Great Escape

Mr. and Mrs. Wright were sitting on hard wooden chairs towards the front of the local community centre – which also doubled up as the village’s theatre – waiting in silence for the beginning of an amateur production of Hamlet. Mr Wright’s nephew, Rupert, was playing the lead part. Precisely four minutes before the show was due to start, Anne turned to George and said, ‘I just need to pop to the loo.’

‘Christ Anne, it’s starting soon,’ he replied, gesticulating wildly at his watch.

‘I know. I’ll be really quick.’ She put the badly photocopied flier onto her seat, picked up her brown leather handbag and left George sitting on his own, staring out of the window at the dark November night. She walked quietly, slowly down the aisle to the main lobby. The Ladies’ toilets were on the right. She glanced at the short queue, looked back over her shoulder and pushed the heavy oak door open.

Stepping into the car park she breathed in the cold air and let it fill her lungs. She dashed down to the main road and saw, with relief, the taxi she’d ordered earlier. ‘Airport, please.’

In the back seat of the taxi she looked at her watch and thought about Rupert who would no doubt be on stage by now. She was sorry to miss the show, she’d even helped him rehearse his lines, but she knew this was her only chance. Hopefully one day he would understand. She knew that George on the other hand would be fuming and wondering where she’d got to, but too embarrassed to get up and look for her before the interval, giving her enough time to get away.

‘Flying to Paris?’ the young woman behind the check-in counter said.

‘That’s right.’

‘Your flight leaves in two hours. We advise you go through Security straight away to avoid long queues.’

Anne put her passport back into her bag. ‘I’ll certainly do that.’

‘Any luggage to check in?’

‘No, just my handbag.’

‘I wish everyone would travel as light as you!’

Anne laughed like she was expected to. ‘Yes, I bet you do.’

Once through Security, Anne bought new clothes, a new bag and went to the Ladies’ to get changed. She bunched up her old beige blouse, stuffed it into her mouth and screamed as loud as she dared. The old material masked the noise enough not to cause any kind of commotion. Walking towards gate number 55 in a glittery fuchsia pink dress, she felt like this was the first day of the rest of her life.

Laura Besley

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If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley or connect on facebook Laura Besley Writer

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Flash Fortnightly #15

29 May

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Welcome to Flash Fortnightly!

Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry and I’ll be back on Wednesday 12th June 2013 with some more…

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Lost

I never saw Emma again.

The uniforms turned up early, before the pale winter light had emerged, and knocked three times on her door with the end of a truncheon. It woke up the whole building, but everyone remained quiet. I crept to the door and peeked through the crack between the door and the jamb.

‘Guten Tag, Fraulein. Kommst du mit?’ Come with us? Like she had a choice. Poor girl. Her dark hair was still uncombed, she wasn’t dressed for the harsh cold of the outside.
‘Mein Tasch.’
‘Schnell!’

Quickly she grabbed an overcoat and a handbag. I remember clearly she double-locked the door behind her, as if she wanted to believe she’d be back. She glanced around the hallway, lit only by a dim bare bulb.

I never saw Emma again.

Laura Besley

In April I found myself, quite by coincidence, reading a lot of WWII fiction. I’ve also lived in Germany and this piece was inspired by both those things.

If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley or connect on facebook Laura Besley Writer

Flash Fortnightly #5

9 Jan

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Welcome to Flash Fortnightly! 

Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry and I’ll be back on Wednesday 23rd January 2013 with some more…

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The Almost Perfect Plan

How did it all start? When Jerry roped me into this I had my reservations and I told him, but he assured me it would be fine. He knows far more about this kind of stuff than I do. I just took his word for it, you know?

How long have I known Jerry? Pretty much all my life. We grew up on the same road. His mum and my mum have been friends for ages, in and out of each other’s houses, that kind of thing. The funny thing is he never paid me much attention when we were young, seeing as he’s so much older than me.

When did that change? About a year ago. We ended up at the same New Year’s Eve party. It was dull as dishwater and we were in the kitchen all night raiding the larder and doing shots by the sink. We were together by the end of the night and haven’t been apart since.

When did we start planning it? Ages ago. We tried to foresee all the problems there’d be. I made lists upon lists of things we’d need, as well as making getaway plans and trying to predict where we might fail. The blood is the thing I forgot about.

The blood? We definitely hadn’t thought about all the blood. It’ll be done before you know it, he said. When you watch people being shot, stabbed, etc. on the TV there’s never that much blood, but man… there was a lot of blood. It went everywhere. Have you ever tried getting blood out of clothes? It’s impossible! Anyway, we had to buy new stuff and ditch the last lot hoping no-one would look inside that plastic bag.

What did we do with the body? Now that would be telling.

Laura Besley

This piece started out with the line: ‘We definitely hadn’t thought about all the blood.’ Initially I had planned to use that as the opening line, but that’s the not the way it turned out. I love it when the story has different ideas to the writer. The story always wins!

If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley or connect on facebook Laura Besley Writer

Flash Fortnightly #4

19 Dec

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Welcome to Flash Fortnightly! 

Laura BesleyMy name is Laura Besley and I’m an EFL (English as a Foreign Language) teacher. Over the years I’ve met thousands of students of all ages from many different countries in the world. This job really suits me as I love meeting people and learning about different languages and cultures. After working in England for a couple of years, I moved to Düsseldorf, Germany, where I taught Business English for two years and now I’m living in Hong Kong. This small pocket of Asia is a perfect blend of East meets West and is rich in colour, noise and inspiration.

That brings me nicely onto writing. I’ve been writing on and off since childhood and did my degree in English Literature and Film Studies. When I was in Germany I started writing a bit more regularly and in Hong Kong I’ve really had the time to dedicate to my writing. In 2011 I joined the Hong Kong Writers Circle and a critique group which allowed me to start looking at my work with a more critical eye. On 4th May 2012 I embarked on a project to write one piece of flash fiction a day. I’ve always seen myself as a novelist, but actually I’ve found that I really love writing short pieces as it gives you plenty of room to experiment with style, voice, characters and settings. And each day I can write something new.

I hope you enjoy this ‘Flash Fortnightly’ entry and I’ll be back on Wednesday 9th January 2013 for some more…

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Unfair Proposal

But I haven’t even known you for forty-eight hours,” she said.

But hasn’t this been the best weekend of your life?”

Yes,” she cried, “definitely!”

Same here. We could do this every weekend.”

What, stay in a luxurious hotel and eat out in expensive restaurants? Real life isn’t like that, Rafael.”

Ok, maybe not every weekend would be like this one, but we could build a life together.”

Yes, a life,” she said. “If we’ve got our whole lives to spend together why do I have to give you an answer now?”

I can’t explain it,” he said, “but I need to know now.”

Are you dodgy?”

Dodgy?” he queried.

You know,” she whispered, “a criminal.”

No, darling, I’m not a criminal. I’ve just fallen in love with you and want to marry you.”

But…I still don’t understand why we can’t wait.”

I need to know your answer before I get on the plane tonight.”

Then, I’m afraid I’m going to have to say no. I don’t know enough about you.”

That’s a real shame.”

This is the last call for flight VY250 to Milan.

I’ve got to go.”

Thanks for a great weekend.”

She would never know why he had insisted on an answer there and then. He would never find out if someone could love him for him, and not his money.

Laura Besley

This piece was inspired by a true story.

If you’d like to check out more of my writing, flash fiction and non-fiction, check out my  blog: Living Loving and Writing. Or you can follow me on twitter @laurabesley

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