50-Word Story.5 #flashfiction

One of my writing goals for this year is to submit a piece of flash fiction monthly to the 50-Word Stories site. My January piece was published on the site. My submissions in February and March were not accepted, but I’ll share them here.

February: I try to write within a specific theme for the pieces I submit to 50-Word Stories mainly because it focuses me. Since, February was the month of love, my submission reflected that –

Sole Mates

“What do you think?” She fidgeted with her new bob cut. He’d never seen her with hair this short before. 

“Hmmm?” Her husband’s fingers continued swiping across his tablet.

“My hair, dear.”

He glanced up, then back at his device. “Oh,” he replied. “I’ve always liked your hair like that.”

March: I was reading many books about the end of the world in March and it came out in my writing when it was time to submit to the site –

If Not Now, Then When?

The asteroid raced towards Earth, determined in its destination, promising extinction. Chaos reigned globally. Humanity’s mood: despair.

Too impoverished for a seat on the numerous ships escaping this doomed planet, I spent my final days doing the one thing I never thought I’d do – I dug my own grave.

April: This month’s submission came from a combination of a writing prompt I found in the July/ August 2015 Writer’s Digest magazine which began with “I ate it – all of it. It was terrible, ” and an article about asteroids in the Australian Science Illustrated (Issue #65). I was poised for another rejection, but was pleasantly surprised to receive an email from Tim that it would be published on the site.

Maybe the secret is that the title of both pieces start with the letter ‘R’? 🙂

No (Q)uail Eggs with My Cold Soba Please #atozchallenge

This post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Each post this month will be associated with a letter of the alphabet with the theme ‘Food Memories‘.


One of my favourite dishes to order when I’m at a Japanese restaurant is cold buckwheat noodles or cold soba. I like that it’s an interactive dish, requiring the diner to prepare the dipping sauce to their own taste, after which the cold noodles are dunked into.

Sometimes, the dish is served with a raw quail egg which is intended to be added to the dipping sauce. I tried doing that once, dipped my cold noodles into the cold sauce which had the raw egg, sliced spring onions and grated white radish in it and tasted it. And almost puked. All I could taste was the raw egg. And every time I licked my lips, more raw egg. So much ugh.

Since that one failed culinary experiment, every time there was a quail egg served with my cold soba, I’d pass the raw egg to one of my siblings to add to their cold soba. They seemed to think nothing of the egg-y taste in their dipping sauce. Ugh. Recently though, since my siblings aren’t around when I indulge in this favourite dish of mine, I’d just glare at that raw quail egg wishing it wasn’t there.

Have you ever eaten (or slurped) a raw egg? Did you like it? (Ugh)