The Thoughts & Fiction of Suzy Athey


Browsing Archive: March, 2011

School Dinners

Posted by Suzy Athey on Thursday, March 10, 2011, In : Thoughts/Blog/Articles 

I have written about school in the past, about my own experiences and my children’s.  But it seems I am forever being riled by certain things that happen in school today.

My youngest is still at infant school and he is seven years old.  I have written before about how he has been assaulted at school on two occasions and how all I was told was that the school could not promise it ...


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140wordschallenge - Day Seven

Posted by Suzy Athey on Tuesday, March 8, 2011, In : Stories 

I felt the lump a week ago.  Small and hard, reminding me of a frozen pea.

Since then it has been a constant stream of hospitals and tests.  I look well, I feel well but I am worried.  The dreaded C word causing a never ending flutter of fear, pulling my mind this way and that.

I wait now for the results.  In the bleak hospital corridor, I read the array of posters adorning the wa...


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140wordschallenge - Day Six

Posted by Suzy Athey on Monday, March 7, 2011, In : Stories 

It’s cold and it’s damp.  I cannot see anything.  I can hardly move my body anymore, every ounce of strength I once had, has dissipated. 

I’ve been here for a month and I hated it the minute I was put here.  I hate the stuffiness and closed in proximity.  I can’t bear the feeling of things crawling over my body from head to toe.

The smell is the worst I have ever smelt.  ...


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140wordschallenge - Day Five

Posted by Suzy Athey on Sunday, March 6, 2011, In : Stories 

He burst through the door, all navy blue with shiny shoes and buttons.  His eyes sought mine.  ‘Where is he Caroline’? He said.  The look of fear radiated his entire being, his eyes almost transparent.

‘He’s over there’ I whispered.  I watched as Brandon walked through the archway that Tom had so wanted to build.  I hated it as much as I hated this house but not as much a...


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#140wordschallenge - Day Four

Posted by Suzy Athey on Saturday, March 5, 2011, In : Stories 

I floated across the stage.  I couldn’t see the audience.

This was the moment I had been waiting for, dreamed of.  Dressed all in black I took in my surroundings as I crossed the floor.

I took centre stage, I stilled and I looked outwards.  And then I waited, listening to the quiet hush of the theatre.  I breathed in the woody scent of the boards and the musky odour from the dec...


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#140wordschallenge - Day Three

Posted by Suzy Athey on Friday, March 4, 2011, In : Stories 

I stand over her and look at her dowdy complexion.  Amid the overflowing trash cans in this damp, murky alley I realise there is no sound anymore.  All has gone quiet.

I look at her laying still, the life taken from her body.  Her dull lifeless eyes stare at nothing.  Her howls as I ripped open her soft tummy, now silent.

I relive the moment of her capture and almost preen with sati...


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A Letter to my Son

Posted by Suzy Athey on Thursday, March 3, 2011, In : Thoughts/Blog/Articles 

Dear Joe

I get sad when you tell me you hate me, when you tell me you want to live in heaven and when you tell me I don’t love you.  Any mother would but with you it hurts me more.  And you know the reason why because I tell you every time.  Because you are special and your story is both sad and triumphant.

I already had Luke who was just five when you were born.  I knew when ...


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#140wordschallenge Day 2

Posted by Suzy Athey on Thursday, March 3, 2011, In : Stories 

I watch her again today, she goes to the gym, I see her dark hair damp from the shower I know she has taken.  I watch her go to lunch with him, see her eyes alight, her teeth bright against her dark skin.  I watch her go to the cheap motel she often frequents and watch as her lover gently pats her bottom.

I find the room she is in.  I wait outside and listen, giggling and soft word...


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#140wordschallenge Day 1

Posted by Suzy Athey on Wednesday, March 2, 2011, In : Stories 
I was challenged to write a fictional piece in 140 words by a fellow blogger on Twitter.  Here is my first offering:

I sit alone, the sounds of keys jangling in the distance, the sounds of metal meeting metal, as the old steel doors close and the keys are turned in the many locks.I sit alone with my thoughts.  No one is here yet but soon they will come to say goodbye.

I sit alone, mem...


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Trouble in Town

Posted by Suzy Athey on Tuesday, March 1, 2011, In : Stories 

He hit him hard on the nose and he fell to the floor.  Then the other one stamped on his head with his steel cap boots.  The dirt marks all over the black leather, such an inconsequential detail but visible.

Blood oozed all over the pavement outside the flashing sign of the kebab shop, the letter K no longer alight with the neon lights of the other letters, making the shop more ...


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Holier Than Thou

Posted by Suzy Athey on Tuesday, March 1, 2011, In : Stories 

The stuffy atmosphere makes me sneeze.  A delicate little sneeze but it shocks me all the same and everyone laughs which I find incredulous.  What is so funny about a sneeze?

It may be stuffy but it is very cold in this vast expanse of a room.  I can smell the wooden benches and am close enough to reach out and touch the concrete walls.  But they look so cold, so I keep my arm tu...


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