#BlogFlash2012: 30 Days, 30 Prompts, 30 Posts: #24 In the Woods

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This month Mr B and I are taking part in #BlogFlash2012, run by Terri Giuliano Long, and – every Friday – #FlashFiveFriday at The Indie Exchange.

The idea behind #BlogFlash2012 is simple: 30 Days, 30 Prompts, 30 Posts. Every day there’s a new visual prompt and you have to produce 50-100 words on the theme. The beauty of it is, you can produce anything from a simple anecdote to a piece of flash fiction.

There’s also a Facebook page so you can follow along and swap links.

I am also taking part in NaBloPoMo August.


#BlogFlash2012: #24 In the Woods


Whenever I think of woodland I always picture the woods at New Miller Dam on one of the routes between Barnsley and Wakefield in Yorkshire. I can’t tell you how many times I have wandered the woods, going back to my childhood when my grandparents were still alive.

There are numerous paths through these woods, each one as memorable as the one before. It’s been many years since I’ve traversed any of those paths but I do hope to return one day to relive many important childhood memories.




Once, in the woods, I saw a man sitting in a tree. The woods were on private land, behind a cottage. He should not have been there. I can see him now in jeans, a leather bomber jacket, boots. He had oily hair in tight black springs. I saw him and quickly moved away in fear.

When I returned with someone he was gone. They did not believe me. That night, in the cottage, with the woods behind, I wasn’t sure what scared me more: his appearance, his disappearance, or that my eyes might have played tricks. Even now, I don’t believe they did.



What would you describe as the sweetest time in your life so far?

My husband and I managed five nights in Cologne a couple of years ago. It had been quite a stressful time in the run up to the trip but as soon as I stepped off the plane I felt my tension ebbing away. We ate, we drank, we visited museums, we event saw a ‘Jazz Tango’ concert. It was once of the sweetest times of my life by far.

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Donna Brown

Ever developing teacher and learner (online and offline!). Avid reader/audiobook listener, fan of podcasts, prone to the odd Netflix binge. Mum to six crazy and incredible rescue cats. Occasional writer of short stories and poetry.
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  1. David, lovely memories. There's nothing wuite like revisiting a place from your youth and looking at it through a new lens. I hope you get back there some day!

    Donna, how disarming, espeically all this time later wondering who (or what) it could have been. Could even be a promising storyline!

  2. Dave- Reminds me of my walks with my Grandma through the woods at the back of her 35acre farm. My favorite times!!

    Donna- Yikes!! Creepy not sure which would have scared me more either!

    Great posts both of you!!

    1. Thanks for commenting.

      Yes, I'm happy with the tag team approach but Donna has posted better than me each day. Sometimes you have to hold your hand up and concede defeat. It's less painful than arguing :)

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