Graze Anatomy

This is a Friday Fictioneers submission for 19th September 2014. Thanks to Dawn Q.Landau for the picture.

(Nb, I was snowed under last week so unable to respond to many comments. I will try harder this time, I promise).
Anton’s father had claimed he came from a long line of werewolves. It was the sort of smooth-talking that got the girls interested in seventeenth century mitteleurope. He didn’t stick around long enough to prove it after seducing Anton’s mother in Herr Morgenthau’s wheat field but there was something about his hairy palms that had convinced her.

When he was thirteen, Anton would greet each full moon with excitement. Perhaps this was the night he would make the change. He never did. Perhaps his tutors were right and the whole werewolf thing was a slightly hamfisted metaphor for puberty.

Then one morning, he woke up in Herr Morgenthau’s meadow that he realised something was up. The meadow had been grazed to the quick and he had no memory how he’d got there. That night, his mother was forced to confess that she’d also had a fling with a centaur nine months before he was born.


Finally, can I just leave a plug for my book? I suspect by this stage, every reader who was going to buy it will already have done so, but you can’t blame a chap for trying, eh?



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46 responses to “Graze Anatomy

  1. Dear Etienne,

    This one snuck up on me and made me laugh. Or perhaps trotted. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Good one.



  2. high five and raspberries

    Mother chooses strange bed~fellows doesn’t she! I enjoyed your fine twist of a tale.

  3. I have to say that Anton’s mother certainly embraced life with open arms (as well). Lovely story and remarkable how you arrived at it from the prompt; we all see through different eyes.

  4. A great twist on the usual fare, lightly seasoned with humor, presented in fine fashion. Well done.



  5. Etienne, Hilarious story. ๐Ÿ˜€ At least he doesn’t kill to eat, and his vegetarian diet is no doubt healthy. Seems he won’t be sitting down to a meal real soon. Well written. ๐Ÿ™‚ —Susan

  6. Mother certainly had some fun in her youth! Centaurs are great but probably a bit of a let town for a 13 year-old boy hoping he’s a werewolf ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. Twisted…oh and you should plug your book every chance you get!

  8. Etienne, he could consider working for a lawn service and he’d be much quieter than a mower, I’d think. That was really lots of fun!


  9. Clever twist to your story.

  10. What a wonderful story to wake up to! Thanks for the smile. Alicia

    P.S.Then one morning, he woke up in Herr Morgenthauโ€™s meadow that he realised I think this sentence got mixed-up in revisions. Maybe “that” should be “and” and realised should be realized.

  11. camgal

    Cute title and story.

  12. I really like the language here … “had been grazed to the quick.” It was very effective at establishing the environment and mood. ๐Ÿ™‚

  13. Clever and funny, Etienne. It’s so interesting to see what my photo brings out in people… howwwl.

  14. That was a creative about-face there! Loved your story!

  15. A quirky tale, indeed. Just my sort of humour ๐Ÿ™‚

  16. Funnily enough, I thought about going for a werewolf themed story this week. Good story, well told.

  17. So that would make him a were-centaur? Interesting.

  18. A bray (ve) take on the photo prompt. It gives a whole new meaning to ‘horsing around’.

  19. Seems you can’t trust anyone these days. Great! ๐Ÿ˜€

  20. That mother was an adventurous youngster for sure. Love the way that ending sneaked up on me.


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