John Minnaar

“The Missing Ingredient” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #270

                            The Missing Ingredient. Ramon walked across the parking lot and unlocked the vehicle with his electronic key. When he reached the car, he opened the door and seated himself closing the door as he fired up the circuits and engaged the drive. The Bugatti moved out of the lot and in minutes he was on the highway to Pasadena. He had received a phone call from a lawyer whom he had ...

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“Where Magic was understood” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #269

Where Magic was understood.Oriel stood on the slope. He was dressed is his favorite undergarments and cloak. There was thunder and lightning as the air pressure dropped and the winds from the highlands brought in the rain on strong gusts with more lightning.He returned to the garret where he was wont to spend his days writing of the things that have been. The old house was one he had inherited from his family who were minstrels and people of the road from a previous era.When things were different years ago the family was on the road with mus...

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“Run-a-way” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #203

Start your story in the middle of the action.                                   ‘Run-a-way’ The siren wailed out across the ravine echoing against the mountain and down the river gorge. The speakers round the camp crackled as the message blasted the stillness of the evening. “This is an emergency! Man the rescue Wasps! Get the four-wheel drives to the rail line at...

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“People, Poetry and Passion” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #202

1. Write a story about lifelong best friends.                              People, Poetry & Passion Ross lived in Melbourne. He had formed a good friendship with one of his brother David’s, school colleague’s, Earnest von Munchausen as they lived in close proximity to one another. He, Earnest had contacted Ross as he wanted to pass on a message he’d received. Eve, one of David’s very good...

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“The Symbol” by John Minnaar

                       THE SYMBOL I dreamed a dream. In my dream I found the secret of the Universe. The source of all knowledge and the basic wisdom that was always there for the one who would look. I was completely enraptured and knew how to operate, what to do and where to go. Alas! With my waking in the frigid, early, red, dawn my recall of the specifics was gone. It was a blow to my living and life at that moment. It...

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“THE EMPIRE” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #142

Write about a character on the hunt to solve a mystery who uses their local library (or librarian) as a source of information. AN EMPIRE Mantua – Italy Amadeus stood on the stair pondering matters. Time passed. War had ravaged every one of the Empires from France, Saxony to Prussia and Austria. These were desperate times and the 7 years war had not left one land untouched by the madness of territorial conquests. Even the British were fighting in Canada and further south in America. What did any of this really mean, aside fr...

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“Baloney” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #141

Write a story about someone struggling to swallow some harsh (but fair) constructive criticsm Baloney So it was! Jake sat with his head in his hands leaning with elbows on his knees. The shock death, of his father, had just assailed his conscious awareness with penetrating reality. He was 18 years old, had just started a new job at the factory of a British consortium as a laboratory technician. The loss drained thought, leaving a mighty vacuum ….. not knowing how to take the next step…. without that stable, solid refer...

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“FROM A STAGE” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #123

FROM A STAGE I stood there stunned, not knowing what was expected of me, and I was shaking just from being goaded into something that I did not feel part of nor felt I had attained – I was just a good scholar. Isn’t that what everyone was doing here! When I looked down on all the people in front of me from that height I wasn’t sure what to do until the Headmaster shoved his hand in mine and presented me with a parcel wrapped festively with my name on it and an envelope. How that happened was a story worth the tale. I began my life in a...

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“Escape from the Yukon” by John Minnaar

Submitted to Contest #120

My first introduction to the area was during my school career. It was one of the thoughts that flashed through my mind as I surfaced on this cold, autum morning. The other was the dream I had just managed to extricate myself from - the way things were – in the days of yore. There was something missing in my life and when I reviewed how I felt – I was happy to be in the country and rough it in Nature but the modern world had disintegrated all my dreams of those wonderful thoughts right there with my waking musings on life. I had spent that ...

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