Last week’s challenge: “Down The TV Tropes Rabbit Hole.”
This week’s challenge is short and simple — though perhaps not easy.
I want you to come up with the final sentence of a story.
One sentence. The last line.
Shorter is better than longer. No more than, say, 50 words, please.
Drop the line right in the comment section below.
By next Friday I’ll pick five that I really like and hand out some Digital Swag.
Then we’ll take those five and use them in the next challenge.
Y’dig? Y’dug? Y’DO IT.
Russ Appelt says:
We pretended to be happy for the others sake knowing our paths would never cross again.
July 9, 2013 — 11:56 AM
Russ Appelt says:
If the food runs out before I’m rescued I can always eat my last bullet.
July 9, 2013 — 12:06 PM
La Puppitisma says:
“Shit, fine, you win,” he sighed as the dust of the explosion settled around them. “I DO fail at work-life balance.”
July 9, 2013 — 1:33 PM
Jen says:
“Yeah,” he said, as he licked the sludge of peanut butter and jelly oozing from between the bread slices. “This really is the best sandwich ever.”
July 9, 2013 — 3:13 PM
AlamoJack says:
He stepped off the bus, handed the stuffed unicorn to a little girl waiting near the curb, and began the long walk back to the bowling alley.
July 9, 2013 — 3:39 PM
JMThomas says:
Win! Love it.
July 9, 2013 — 10:15 PM
Auriella says:
At last the tree stood strong against the current, it’s tentacles stretched up to the surface seeking the sunlight so it could worship once more.
July 9, 2013 — 5:03 PM
Ely says:
I guess I just went a little mad…it happens.
July 9, 2013 — 9:09 PM
JMThomas says:
It had worked perfectly, flawlessly, but his words of triumph were quickly swallowed by the terrifying realization that there was no one left to hear them.
July 9, 2013 — 10:00 PM
Marina says:
“I was wrong,” he said softly, but of course, it was too late.
July 9, 2013 — 10:52 PM
Melinda says:
Finally, Jimmy turned and walked away from his father, disgust and disappointment evident in every movement of his body.
July 9, 2013 — 11:27 PM
Mike B says:
“Maybe,” he mumbled, as he walked away with my livelihood.
July 10, 2013 — 12:55 AM
RMatt says:
As the wicker gondola pushed gently into the Gobi sand and the deflated balloon draped itself over the dune behind him, Zachary found comfort in the realization that the professor would never find out that she had been right all along.
July 10, 2013 — 1:55 AM
Sara Crow says:
Fear paralyzed what little was left of me as I realized I may never see or know my own body again.
July 10, 2013 — 2:15 AM
catemorgan says:
But what really cooked his noodle is he could have sworn the minah bird had swallowed the key.
July 10, 2013 — 10:11 AM
Russ Appelt says:
He injected the serum into his thigh and hoped for the best.
July 10, 2013 — 11:45 AM
Russ Appelt says:
“If,” said Charlie, “two little letters of doubt and speculation best forgotten once the deed is done.”
July 10, 2013 — 12:08 PM
Russ Appelt says:
Sally picked her victim’s roasted flesh from her teeth savoring this dish of revenge served hot.
July 10, 2013 — 12:25 PM
Russ Appelt says:
Or the basically the same sentence reworded as: Whoever said revenge is best served cold thought Sally, picking the roasted flesh of her victim from her teeth, didn’t know how to cook.
July 10, 2013 — 12:32 PM
Lilita says:
Calliope had only one last thought before her head touched the pillow, who is going to wake me up tomorrow?
July 10, 2013 — 2:00 PM
Brian says:
Long gentle fingers caressed the soft earth as the light sank slowly behind the hills. The wheels continued in their dark circles and the waves washed over the shore. “And I endure eternally,” she said.
July 10, 2013 — 2:22 PM
Brian says:
If it helps, the quote is from The Inferno.
July 10, 2013 — 2:23 PM
Justin Paul Walters says:
And if ever I return to that desolate hole in the earth, I should hope someone will be there there this time around to welcome me home.
July 10, 2013 — 4:04 PM
Sam says:
And as she walked away with his still beating heart in her left hand, blood dripping from the knife in her right, he couldn’t help but notice just how nice her ass really was.
July 10, 2013 — 5:06 PM
Dave says:
He turned East, the morning sun filling his vision, and began the long flight home.
July 10, 2013 — 7:33 PM
Valerie Valdes says:
In spite of his joy, he had a feeling he’d forgotten something terribly important.
July 10, 2013 — 9:35 PM
Beth L. says:
And that was how it had to be.
July 10, 2013 — 10:09 PM
Lisa Fakhry says:
And so it came to this: he loved her, he lost her, he lost her again, and both realized this would be their story, on endless repeat, their attraction not strong enough to keep them afloat, not weak enough for one to sink beyond the other’s inevitable reach.
July 10, 2013 — 10:54 PM
snellopy says:
Just as surely as mountains rise and empires crumble, the canopic jars will not remain buried forever.
July 10, 2013 — 11:52 PM
Stew says:
After a long silent stare into each other’s eyes, they simultaneously raised their glasses in the air.
July 10, 2013 — 11:57 PM
Paige S. says:
I felt the echoes blasting back at me and all I could do was watch.
July 11, 2013 — 12:40 AM
cbroad90 says:
Aunt Janet screams; I look upon the scene impassively and wonder if double jeopardy works with grief, too.
July 11, 2013 — 5:50 AM
Ilona the Rose says:
“Take it,” she breathed as the clockwork softly whirred, and reset, “I don’t want it anymore.”
July 11, 2013 — 7:04 AM
m3nace says:
If it wasn’t for the inflation the devil could have bribed them.
July 11, 2013 — 9:29 AM
Cfmeyer01 says:
They restrained me as my brother set himself on fire to bring peace to the clans.
July 11, 2013 — 11:05 AM
momdude says:
The sunset was stunningly beautiful, the towering clouds every shade of pink and orange, the sky red as fresh blood, the stratosphere thick with the smoke of all of the Earth’s burning cities, while the ghastly white glow of the approaching comet grew ever brighter above the clouds in the east.
July 11, 2013 — 12:29 PM
weylyn42 says:
This time when Kira left, she didn’t turn around to say goodbye.
July 11, 2013 — 4:05 PM
Stephanie Lormand says:
She yelled in a whisper, but it no longer mattered.
July 11, 2013 — 11:01 PM
benjaminryant says:
After he let the ashes trickle through his fingers, he watched the cloud of dust blow away in the wind–marking the end of an era.
July 11, 2013 — 11:03 PM
Frederick Doot says:
His body loosens, falling limp, puppet strings cut; his eyes fade to a glaze of grey blown fuses and with a final burst of breath and an exhaled bloody gargle sigh, the vapor of whiskey escapes his last breath and whisks away into the night.
July 11, 2013 — 11:51 PM
Greg says:
Here is my entry…
The demon blade no longer at his hip Yoritomo sat again looking at the white glowing eyed gaijin seated across from him, reached out and poured the demon or sorcerer sake inclined his head and smiled; the white man rolled the runed rifle shot and smiled back accepting the drink.
July 12, 2013 — 12:42 AM
Laurie M says:
And then when the widow teetered back into the room with the silver serving tray–white porcelain tea pot, finely sliced lemons, nine perfect squares of sugar… but no tea of any kind–something inside me finally connected, softened, and I thought, “Finally, a world I can once again understand.”
July 12, 2013 — 1:23 AM
Maya says:
She stared off into the night sky from the serenity of her rooftop and thought to herself that this was, without dubiety, her coldest winter.
July 12, 2013 — 2:40 AM
Dana Alyce-Schwarz says:
The story began.
July 12, 2013 — 7:45 AM
Jeanne B. says:
Here’s to hoping the second time I died would be better than the first.
July 12, 2013 — 8:35 AM
Tim says:
Damn, I’d better hurry.
July 12, 2013 — 9:02 AM
Sarah O'Hara says:
She closed her eyes and lost herself in the music of the wind.
July 12, 2013 — 12:24 PM