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Two Phrase Story #29

I would like to present a challenge, a word challenge. Thanks to Elusive Trope for encouraging me to get off my lazy ass and actually try to get more readers involved in this weekly game. I would never have attempted it if you had not pushed me ET!

The premise is simple. I provide one phrase every Thursday, an incomplete string of words, and it is up to you to complete it in your own, inimitable way. However you like, taking it in any direction you want.

If you like the concept, please play along and post the complete challenge on your blog and leave a link in the comments section below.

I love the mental exercise, I hope you do too!

This week’s phrase –

“His feet touched the icy floor……..”

My attempt

“……….but his hands held something icier still.”

Your turn!


About hbhatnagar

I need to fill this up with much better content than I had populated it with earlier. Why I write a blog maybe? I started blogging in 2009 or thereabouts. I was a newly turned atheist and wanted to converse with others of the same persuasion. We're not exactly a big population group in India! It didn't go very well and I sort of lost interest, posting a few things now and then. I got a lot more regular over the last few months and have been posting almost daily since February '15. There were many reasons why I gradually became more regular in posting, but one way or the other, here I am! So this blog has taken shape, being at different points in time my showcase, my comedy club, my art gallery, my book club, my therapist, my close friend, my innermost self....but always my little corner of the world. You are all welcome to visit and I hope you stay awhile! A few points about me because I don't want to lead anyone on(and trust me this does become an issue more often than I'd care to admit). I'm Indian, the brown-skinned variety; if race, ethnicity or skin colour is an issue, you don't have to get to know me any more than what you see on my blog. I'm 40, so if age is an issue, please be informed accordingly. I was a doctor, an ophthalmic surgeon for 10 years before I quit practice.


39 thoughts on “Two Phrase Story #29

  1. …and remembered her embrace.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by tedgiffin | 24/02/2016, 5:09 AM
  2. Reblogged and finished the sentence. Thanks to Elusive Trope! I may show up here more often.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Alice | 22/02/2016, 3:26 AM
  3. Reblogged this on Boomerang Zone and commented:
    This is an excellent writing exercise. Thanks to Elusive Trope for alerting me to this.

    The Sentence to finish: “His feet touched the icy floor…”

    and my ending: “and he wondered how long it would take before the chilling liquid would freeze his lungs.”

    Your turn!

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Alice | 22/02/2016, 3:25 AM
  4. “and so began the last of his sleepwalking jaunts.”


    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Elusive Trope | 22/02/2016, 12:55 AM
  5. which was in total contrast to his fingers, which were burning after touching the sides of the wall

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by looneybitch | 18/02/2016, 9:48 PM
  6. His feet touched the icy floor, he woke up instantaneous, but didn’t remember what he was waking up for. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Amy | 18/02/2016, 8:27 PM
  7. “His feet touched the icy floor. It burned his skin.”

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Borderline Med | 18/02/2016, 7:34 PM
  8. Reblogged this on Last cookie in the jar and commented:
    What can i say, now I am a fan of two phrase stories

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Radha Parikh | 18/02/2016, 4:44 PM
  9. now he wished that they weren’t so sore

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Radha Parikh | 18/02/2016, 4:42 PM
  10. …and immediately slipped out from under him, causing him to strike his head on a table and die. The End.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by charcamolson | 18/02/2016, 1:11 PM
  11. “His hopes and happiness were no more”….😢😥😥😩😢😢


    Posted by itsmeharshi | 18/02/2016, 11:28 AM
  12. His feet touched the icy floor of the hotel refrigerator and he looked at the row of bodies in front of him, thinking who to cook.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by pecsbowen | 18/02/2016, 10:04 AM
  13. ….and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he hoped the body in the morgue was not hers.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by thatmishmash | 18/02/2016, 9:33 AM
  14. Thanks again, ET! 🙂


    Posted by hbhatnagar | 22/02/2016, 7:55 AM


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