Thanks to all who took the time to read, comment and vote!
As usual, it is fascinating to see what different writers do with the same starting points. (Perhaps this is what my late mother loved about duplicate bridge?)
At any rate…
The End of the Lighthouse–I wasn’t really sure what was happening here the first read. I don’t read a lot of sci-fi, and maybe I should have been quicker to fill in the blanks. (I do have a dandy excuse, however–I’ve just quit smoking cold turkey, and am in a resultant mental fog.) How could I have overlooked the bit about beaming a man from Mars to Earth? Duh! Nice twist on the couple, and it left off on an optimistic note.
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Working on Those Kilos**–this read a bit awkwardly to me. It seemed as if it were written by someone whose first language isn’t English. Very “sweet” idea, however! The abandoned amusement park in the tropics is a setting I’d never have thought of. Can I have some ice cream and love now?
Reflections in the Water–clever title. This is the writer that probably thinks most like me, as we took the material in similar directions. Maybe it was the time of the day that made the beach picture look melancholy… This was my favourite story. Or was it? Tied with–
Night on Earth–I thought this was a very well-written classic sci-fi story. It’s one where I cared as much about the characters as the “event”. I liked this one a lot. The sad will get me every time!
2P–Oh, my. This story took the material in an entirely unexpected direction. Not quite sure what to think! Memorable, for sure.
Waiting Tiger–again, a completely different kind of story once more. This one really put me on that island, seeing the colours flare against the water, and ending with hope. The story ends in a really good spot–just at a point…
Pinky–action packed, fast-paced, thriller, but… I, sadly, am not quite sure what’s going on here. (Not mentally with it.) I did like the way the writer started with “Her fingers counted the wishes she made as she rolled them through her head. Her thumb had killed the guard. Her index finger saw their Independence Day as they crossed the border. Her middle finger- she paused as this wish is where it all seemed to turn on her- let her finally bed the man who had helped her heart come back to life. The ring finger was to let her love plumb down that well to save them all. She felt her pinky finger curled up and alone in her palm”, and then came back to that at the end. It felt very satisfactory as a reader, as a circle completed. I just needed a few more clues!
Independence Day–hey, this is good. Great opening line, it grabbed me from the beginning. Very well done–at first read, “As she slept and woke and slept again, eating the rest of the produce and breaking into the boxed and canned and packaged items she stored in the cellar, reading the books she’d relegated to storage boxes years ago, the smell of strawberries remained, growing more cloying as the stems slowly rotted” I took as she’d lost track of time, was maybe a little crazy, or… then the second read, along with the comment about it being “the last strawberry. In the entire world.” Oh. Oh! Chills!
The Summer Place - Meh. That one’s okay.
Sugar-Free–I enjoyed this one! I liked the narrator’s casual, frank, tone; it came across well. Sounds like an ideal summer–I’d put up with a few paranormal incidents to rid myself of my vices, too! Smuttynose is a great name; glad to know it’s possible to go to Smuttynose! This line made me laugh out loud, and wish I’d written it: “being drawn to the fridge like a redneck in an alien tractor beam.”
Payback/Untitled–I kept looking for the first spoiler box with the story. Then I read the story again. And again. Then I said some really foul curse words to the clever writer who managed to nail all the required prompts in 63 words. Not even a 100-word flasher, but 63. **** you, Soul of Brevity! (I keed, I keed–too verbose, am I.) Kudos for a clever entry.