Fifties by the Fire — a fifty-word, prompt-based writing challenge. Feel free to share your response below…or simply read to join in on the fun.
Prompt: For our first challenge of the month, use the word “ghost” (or any form of the word) in a fifty-word story, poem, or work of CNF. Here are the other guidelines:
Make sure your piece is exactly fifty words. Feel free to use Word Counter or the word processor you use.
Write a title with the genre in the first line. (Example: The Shimmer, Fiction)
The title does not factor into the word count.
Good luck and have fun. Happy writing!
Special thanks to John Lightle for providing his photo, “She Grew Old Awaiting His Return,” for our writing prompt.
John Lightle is a Texas writer, poet, and photographer who spends many hours sitting on his woodpile contemplating. When away from his frame shop, he schleps his artwork among area art shows. The job takes him across the countryside, occasionally overseas, photographing the quiet resolve found within the golden hours.
Whenever she goes into the attic, my daughter finds something new. A tortured letter. A broken bottle. A bullet. A skull. There’s a ghost living in our home. She thinks it’s fun, but I don’t. I found a cardboard box, packed up the ghost’s things, and buried them out back.
The book was enormously successful. A brilliant first work, they said. Such dazzling prose! She wasn’t as gratified as she’d hoped to be. His name was on the cover, not hers. She had agreed to the contract, of course. She just hadn’t anticipated how insignificant a ghost writer would feel. - Sharron at 🍁Leaves
They met for the first time today. He rattled on about his family, his work, his favorite films. About his motorcycle adventures, his trip to Jamaica. He was so nervous, he totally forgot to say, “Tell me about yourself.” He doesn’t have a ghost of a chance with her. - Sharron at 🍁Leaves
I’m sitting alone at home when the bathroom door slams of its own accord. Walking down the hallway, I step in a puddle of water that came from nowhere.
It should be scary, but something tells me not to worry. It’s just Timmy, our friendly and sometimes rambunctious house ghost.
*based on a true story that happened to my sister.
I don’t have strong wifi here at my temporary home (my brothers house) but I might whip out the laptop and see if I have a ghost of a chance (see what I did there) with writing a story.
Believer, Fiction
“Do you believe in ghosts?” the woman asked the man at the bar. Everyone wore Halloween costumes.
“No, I don’t think I do,” he replied. “You?”
She smiled. “I died in a fire in 1913.” Her face morphed; flesh bubbled and burned.
He dropped his drink and ran like hell.
Wow, the lengths a girl will go these days to tell a guy she isn't interested! This was creepy 👻
Haha! Right?! 🤣
Eeeeuuuuw.... Creepy! I love it.
I too would run from this scenario.
Eviction Day, Fiction
Whenever she goes into the attic, my daughter finds something new. A tortured letter. A broken bottle. A bullet. A skull. There’s a ghost living in our home. She thinks it’s fun, but I don’t. I found a cardboard box, packed up the ghost’s things, and buried them out back.
Anticlimax - Fiction
The book was enormously successful. A brilliant first work, they said. Such dazzling prose! She wasn’t as gratified as she’d hoped to be. His name was on the cover, not hers. She had agreed to the contract, of course. She just hadn’t anticipated how insignificant a ghost writer would feel. - Sharron at 🍁Leaves
The sad life of a ghost writer.
I could never ghost write. I would rather have the credit than money. 🤣
I’m with you!
Flop Sweat - Fiction
They met for the first time today. He rattled on about his family, his work, his favorite films. About his motorcycle adventures, his trip to Jamaica. He was so nervous, he totally forgot to say, “Tell me about yourself.” He doesn’t have a ghost of a chance with her. - Sharron at 🍁Leaves
I love how you went a different direction with the meaning of ghost. It's so fun to see what everyone comes up with!
Ahhh...come on, man!
Un-boo-lievable - Fiction
A ghost walks into a bar.
“We don’t serve spirits here,” the bartender says.
“I’ll just have water,” the ghost says.
“No, I mean we don’t serve ghosts, specters, apparitions or phantoms.”
“In that case, I’ll have a martini.”
“You’re drunk already.”
“No, I’m only two sheets to the wind.”
Haha! Loved this. 🤣 I wrote my story a few days ago. Funny how we both went the “bar” route in different fashions.
There is just something about ghosts and bars that work!
Simpy wonderful!
So clever. My first belly laugh of the day.
Timmy - Fiction*
I’m sitting alone at home when the bathroom door slams of its own accord. Walking down the hallway, I step in a puddle of water that came from nowhere.
It should be scary, but something tells me not to worry. It’s just Timmy, our friendly and sometimes rambunctious house ghost.
*based on a true story that happened to my sister.
Clever word play: house ghost / house guest. Cute!
Timmy needs a time out!
Spooky that this actually happened to your sister!
The Same Old Thing - Fiction
Arthur was stuck in a rut. He hated working the night shift. He hated doing the same thing every night.
His old pal, Wilbur saw him and said, “I heard you had a big scare last night.”
“Yup. I’ve had enough. I’m retiring.”
“Ghosts can’t retire.”
“Then I’ll fade away.”
Loved your creative take on this prompt, Mark.
Thanks, Justin.
“Do you believe in ghosts?” my grandmother asked.
Noni had always been the only adult who I could really talk to. She didn’t judge. She listened. She treated me like someone worth talking to.
“I don’t know,” I said.
“Yes you do,” she said.
She smiled.
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
Really enjoyed this one! 👏
One would have to hope there is a LOT of money in ghost writing. Can't see any other point.
Agreed!
All of these are very creative! Love ‘em!
I don’t have strong wifi here at my temporary home (my brothers house) but I might whip out the laptop and see if I have a ghost of a chance (see what I did there) with writing a story.