Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your postmust include a speeding car, a phone call, and a crisp, bright morning. (Wildcard: you can swap any of the above for a good joke.)
Speeding down the freeway, Alex looked in his rear view mirror, in the distance, trailing behind him, he saw the glowing red and blue flashes. He took comfort in seeing them get further and further behind him.
If you could clone one element from another city you’ve visited — a building, a cultural institution, a common street food, etc. — and bring it back to your own hometown, what would it be?
I think it would have to be infrastructure. Roads; rail and tram networks; more efficient public transport systems. Seriously, how is it 2014 and we’re STILL without an airport rail link?!? Oh that’s right, because we’re so behind the 8-ball it’s ridiculous.
Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.
Shaun was 23 and lived in a rather trendy part of town with his housemate Lauren, who had cerebral palsy. The two of them met several months prior after Shaun had answered Lauren’s online advertisement for a housemate. Shaun was 23 and was working in legal recruitment in the city, which was certainly not something that he enjoyed or was passionate about. It was just something to pay the rent and keep himself fed.
Having dealt with an on-again-off-again casual relationship with one particular guy, Shaun now found himself in a very familiar ‘off-again’ moment in time, ultimately allowing himself to see or date whomever he pleased. Having met a few guys online in the past, he knew that his screening processes were quite well-rounded, or so he thought.