Teacher Nik's English Teaching & Foodie World

My entry into the latest NYC 500-word short story, prompts I had to use: Drama Action: Folding Item: a waffle  Synopsis Lizzie dishes up waffles and secrets with the same innocent smile, certain her double life is safe. But when John bites into suspicion, the marriage might be cooked. Lizzie embraced Martin warmly, a far cry from the rather more adult acts they had been embroiled in only moments earlier. As he wrapped his arms around her, she felt him place the envelope in the back pocket of her cut-away jeans. “Plus a little something extra for you. I hope maybe next time we can do what we… discussed.” Martin gave her a peck on the cheek and was gone. Lizzie enjoyed her job; she felt there was nothing wrong with being a sex worker. She bust a gut to maintain her figure, and if people wanted to pay her to enjoy that, well, she’d earned it. Besides, it was 2025, and she put a lot more effort into her work than so-called ‘OnlyFans girls.’ The only issue was her partner, John. He was ...

The following was my entry into a 250 word short story competition. Although not my favourite genre to write, it was good to write something less dark. The prompts I had to work with were:  Drama.  Action: Compromising.  Word: Stop. You and Me, and Steve. Jess and Phil. That was who it was supposed to be, so why is ‘he’ always here?’ Jess thought to herself glaring at Steve who chugged another beer, high-fiving Phil as they celebrated some sporting nonsense in the game they were watching. Phil waved his friend away, closing the door to be confronted by Jess, wearing a face like thunder. “Every day, same old story” she fumed. Steve had been coming over daily for weeks. “Sorry babe,” he mumbled, “You know he’s going through it with the divorce.” “Humph,” was the response.  Phil soothed, “You know I only have eyes for you”, “Prove it” Jess responded, “Tell him, he can’t come every day, from now only every other day”. Phil pondered, “Firm, but fair, ok Hun, now give me t...