The Written Word Group

"Morning mum, are we still going to the amusement park later?" "Of course, son. And we will get a ride on the Roller Coaster and an ice-cream after." Mauricio's excitement was short-lived. After getting his ice-cream he suddenly collapsed. Inés ran to his rescue and was shocked to see his lifeless body lying on the floor. "Somebody, call an ambulance!"  After weeks and many countless tests, Dr Hector diagnosed Mauricio with leukemia and he needed a bone marrow transplant. After many attempts to become parents, Inés and Cesar opted to undergo embryo transplant in a private clinic. Mauricio was born, and was the cherished son Inés had longed for. Mauricio was close to his mum but the relationship with his dad, was distant. Sadly, the demands of Cesar’s job put too much strain on their marriage, and it led to their divorce and Inés had full custody of their son. Ines’ mother, Lisa, was her pillar of strength who accompanied Ines to the pediat...

I wanted to hold her hand, to reach for it. Feelings of euphoria which had come after making her laugh in wood tech, the last lesson of the day, swiftly evaporated as we passed the roundabout on our way to smuggler's ditch. She'd gone quiet and a small gap formed as we walked, as if she was trying to put physical distance between us. I knew the reason, Timbo. It was only a few weeks since he'd "Houdineed," so there was anxiety around, especially at school, and I was annoyed about the attention she was giving him. Yeah me and him had been closer but I knew they shared classes and the way she pined over his absence was sending me mind to pessimistic places. No, she didn't like him like that, she couldn't... We skirted the ditch, heading for the steep bank called the muddies. I kept stealing glances, slyly admiring her body; sleek, black hair, soft clean skin, and big, white, perfectly straight teeth. She'd catch me every now and then and I remember think...

Next Meeting: Friday 11th September 2026 Location: Hostal Meson Time 10.30-1pm 500 word subject: “Damsel in Distress” Everybody who has an interest in writing or the written word is welcome to our meetup at:  Hostal Meson Arboleas, Almeria, Spain.  Back Room.

"She was a hero you know. It was kept secret from the public. She had to to go to the CIA Headquarters at Langley to get her medal. Pinned on her chest by the Vice President himself. Got a French medal as well she couldn’t show. Most people thought she was just a translator during the war. Little did they know our Damsel was a covert operator." "Damsel? That’s an unusual name for a girl."  "Is it? Never thought much over it it. The wife was the one that, wanted her named Damsel. After that Hollywood actor." "Hollywood actor? Which one? I can’t place that actor with that name." “Yea, a black actor, was in some crazy Vampire movies. Went to prison for Tax evasion.” “You mean Blade, Wesley Snipes. She was named after Wesley Snipes? "No, not him, must be the other action Equalizer guy." “Oh Denzel Washington, you mean Denzel Washington." Yea, him, Damsel Washington. The wife loved him. Saw all his movies. Action her...