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Fool's Errand - The King is Dead. Content Warning.
You can read the first part of this via the link below: Matthew Fromm set a High Fantasy challenge, the details of which are at the end and I entered it with Fool's Errand. My offering was a 500 word excerpt and introduced us to a fool, a jester. Such was the response from my supporters on Vocal, that I decided to write the next part and see where that took me. It may be the path to ignominy but unless that path is taken, I'll never know.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Fool's errand. Content Warning.
"He wants you." The Lord Chancellor interrupted my reverie, while I was tearing into my pork chop. I'd been hankering for one all evening at the banquet but, due to having to caper about amusing everyone, bells jingling, riddle-making and pulling faces behind people's backs, only now enjoying one. Jesting sounds easy, doesn't it? But it's hard work. And hungry work.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Death and the Tuna Baguette. Top Story - September 2023. Content Warning.
This story was written in response to a prompt by L.C. Schäfer in their story "Moonlighting": I've decided, in tribute, to keep the picture theme food motivated as it seemed to lend itself to what happens to poor Death in my story.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Guilty. Content Warning.
The essence of it is the same but I can see that it is different. The curtains in the front room, for starters. We had a more sedate check pattern and I can see that these are some sort of modern floral, or maybe, Cath Kidston? Either way, they are cheerful and light. And the front door is one of those PVC affairs with the mock grain, that try to look like wood up close. A cheerful blue. Looks smarter and will need less maintenance but, in my opinion, appears false in the context of the Victorian terrace for which it is the mouthpiece. The garden at the front looks good. They've used it to grow their own produce so it's alive. Beans clambering up stakes with dots of red and the yellow blooms of courgettes. There's a nice feel to the place. Mind you, when we lived there, it wasn't lacking care. To all outward appearances, it looked a happy home. And I thought it was but now, having moved out, I keep wondering if it ever was.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Artist's Monologue. Content Warning.
I'm afraid I am going to have to remove your head now but don't worry. I'm going to make a clean cut. Because your body is going to be used again and we want the new head that we put on your body to be a seamless fit, don't we? Now, I'll need the sharpest tool...
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
