A little 99 word writing exercise to kick off the day. This is for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers.
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“Volcanic, I’d say.” He ran a proprietorial hand around the mouth of one of the holes, as if the rock was an egg he had just laid. “Would have been full of poisonous gases…or something.”
She reached out, touched the edge of the hole. “Sharp. Like it’s just been…” She dipped a finger in the glittering stone dust that lay inside and hesitantly put her ear to the rock. She straightened abruptly, grabbed his hand and turned, braced to run.
“What’s up?” He stood his ground, obstinately.
“Not gas bubbles. Teeth. And the chewer’s still in there!”
Wonderfully chlling
Thanks Neil. Chilling or just plain daft. I hope he stays to find out what’s inside the rock…
Horror appears to be the common theme.
It’s not a very welcoming pile at first sight. Though a rock in itself can’t be evil…can it?
‘Proprietorial’ you say – I’ll endeavour to use that in conversation…
A great little grotesquery!
It’s good to give long words an airing 🙂 Thank you 🙂
Wow! Now, i’d be lost in what it really was!
Great story, Jane.
Thanks! I’m intrigued. I’ve no idea what it looks like but it must have bloody strong jaws 🙂
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Cheers Michael 🙂
That’ll teach him not to mansplain! (Well, it probably won’t, but we can always hope) . Those circular pits are intriguing, aren’t they? And you gave us a nice imaginative explanation for them.
Not sure how accurate the explanation is, but it’s always good to knock the mansplainers off their pedestals when we get a chance 🙂
I’m lost – i looked in my dictionary but could find a meaning for mansplainers?
It’s a brand-spanking new concept, considered sexist (by some) when men explain things they possibly know nothing about to women who possibly know more about it than they do.
Thank you, Jane. I am so naive!
Not really 🙂 New portmanteau words are made up every day!
Oh yes! Mansplainers make me want to spit!
Or let loose the thing in the rock at them 🙂
Yea!
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At least it’s trapped. Perhaps just like the violent desires.. That attracts the curiosity of many..
Maybe it isn’t trapped, and maybe there’s a whole colony of them, just waiting for the word…
Scary and Grim I like the idea of a colony. A reflection to the idea of Unknown..
There’s a lot of unknown and a lot of what we ‘know’ may in later years turn out to be wrong.
Thinking of Buddha, Subjective Truth… Hmm.. Wonder if we can paint it more accurately as ‘limited interpretation’?
Why not? Anything that admits the possibility that no one knows everything is good 🙂
Yikes! They better keep their hands out. 🙂
He might just decide to put his head in that hole, to prove she’s wrong.
Yes, he’d be the type to do that. 😉
I hope she won’t be too upset.
I hope it’s not too gruesome, but she’ll get over him. In the movie version, she’d definitely find someone better. 😉
The guy with the light sabre or whatever who dives in and tries, in vain, to rescue him from the thing in the rock…
Yeah–perhaps. 😉
Creepy – put me in mind of the ‘Alien’ films – and as in those films they should get away from it as fast as they can!
They never do in films though, do they? There wouldn’t be a film then, I suppose.
Ha, no, or it would be a very short, boring film 🙂
A sort of government warning on how to react sensibly in dodgy situations 🙂
I enjoyed this take on the prompt Jane. Got the feeling you did too conceiving and writing it. 🙂
It’s true, Kelvin, that it’s a common theme of mine—two people, one with a critical inquiring mind, the other who’s content to spout platitudes without looking or listening for him/herself.
Sounds like the ideal crime fiction partnership…
Like Laurel and Hardy with police badges 🙂
Or the Key-stone cops 👮!
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An intriguing flight of fantasy. What lies inside and how much damage can it do?
As for man-splainers, I’d never heard it either. Is there a female version? ‘Cause I may be guilty of that myself at times and if someone’s dissing me I’d like to know it. 🙂
I don’t think you can have a female version since it’s traditionally men who have patronised women with their explanations. Women can spout rubbish too, but men have had a monopoly on being founts of wisdom. I’m glad you liked the little story 🙂
Whoa, I can hear the chomping from here. Great ending, and he’ll probably insist that he was right with his ‘or something’.
I think you’re right. I imagine him poking a stick down the hole, just to prove the point and…
Thank you very much Jane for adding “manspaining” to my vocabulary. I’d never heard the term either and it’s fabulous. My mother seems to get this a bit with so many men of a certain age needing to feel like they’re King Tut.
Interestingly, my husband also gets it. He’s a senior Network engineering in a university IT department. Despite being considered a “guru” by many other than himself, he gets non technical people thinking they know better.
We subscribe to the view that the more you know, the more you realize you don’t know and you become humble.
BTW I’ve been doing a bit of research this week and came across Green Man, which I thought would appeal to you, if you haven’t heard of him before. I’ve seen him depicted in garden tiles etc but not the history behind him http://www.greenmanenigma.com/history.html
Hope you’re having a great week!
xx Rowena
I used to get it when I worked in the wine trade, a notoriously machist domain, and by doctors at the maternity hospitals who of course knew far more about having babies than I could possibly know.
I know the Green Man, and have always thought he was a reasonably new creation, not truly pagan and not predating Christianity. Folk tale material rather than myth. It doesn’t seem logical to me that early people would have chosen a male figure as a fertility symbol, but the Christians would.
I feel your pain on the mansplain front. Some of them can really pontificate and I could just imagine that in the wine industry.
I hadn’t considered that gender aspect of the green man. You’ve mad an interesting point. Further research required.
xx Rowena
I used to end up walking away from customers lecturing me about my wines, or even asking if there wasn’t a man they could ask instead. I used to send them the Pakistani cellar boy who couldn’t even speak French.
Anything that had a resurgence of interest in the nineteenth century is a bit suspect. Like the Eisteddfod—invented in its entirety by the Victorians who wanted to ‘revive’ the bits they approved of of what was a very old idea.
Ouch.
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Ooh, what an exciting and scary take — run!
Thanks Joy—run is what I’d be doing too 🙂
Whew! For a minute there, I thought the rock was going to pull her in. . .
That’s an interesting idea! Would make a good story…
Throw in some gum and run! Excellent.
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Thanks Keith, sounds like a sensible idea 🙂
What a fabulous take on the prompt… and great conversations below it too!
Thanks Dale 🙂 It’s been a good exchange of ideas (and idiom).
Fun fun Fun!
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Sounds like a piece of Blackpool Rock to me – chew -chew – chew …
Don’t remind me of that stuff! I can still taste it and feel it sticking to the back molars…
Curiosity killed the cat and she better run fast! Great story!
Thanks Nan 🙂 They’ll both be running if they have any sense.
I hope he’s carrying some chips so that the ‘thing’ can have some sides and she has run away 😀 Great story Jane!
Thank you! He doesn’t seem like the resourceful kind. More likely to stand his ground and tell ‘the thing’ it doesn’t exist, with the consequences we can imagine 🙂
Ohhhhh BABY, did I get CHILLS! Jane, ya GOT me. I love these imaginative surprises. Knock me for a loop. Bravo!!
Thank you! That rock does not look friendly to me.
You’re right. I was expecting a lot of monster stories this week, but not a whole lot of them showed up. Better for you because yours is crafted well. Very imaginative.
I’m very pleased you think so 🙂
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I’ve always followed the rule “Don’t put your hand in a hole if you don’t know what’s inside.” Creepily well done
You sound like a sensible person, Alicia 🙂 Thank you!
Ugh! Teeth! Great story. :o)
Big teeth! Thanks!
a proprietorial hand…. loved this. but the chewer had already had established its proprietorial hand er teeth on the strange looking rock. or it must be just a wild imagination about the chewer. a bit of frightening story.
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Some people can’t see what’s in front of them, can they?
Horror written all over it. Great writing, Jane.
Thank you, Neel 🙂
ACK! And the chewers still in there! quick, before the chompers start after you like pac man eating pellets!
That’s what a normal person would do, but fictional characters can be very stupid 🙂
Love the last line! 🙂
Thank you!
You’re welcome. 🙂
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Surprise surprise!
I imagine it must have been 🙂