Wednesday, 13 June 2018

JUST A BIRD - 100 word story

This week's Friday Fictioneers photo prompt of a bird at the window (a partridge, I think) prompted a story about our interactions with wildlife.



PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays



JUST A BIRD

The little girl looked at the bird.
The bird looked at the little girl.
'Hey, bird.'
....
The drought was sapping her strength. The humans had food. And she needed to feed her slowly starving chicks.
She stared at the child, willing her to understand.
....
Maddie gazed at the bird and frowned. It looked skinny. She picked up her father's jar of fishing worms and gently tipped some of the contents onto the window sill.
'Thank you,' said the bird.
'You're welcome,' said Maddie.
Her mother called from another room. 'Who are you talking to, Maddie?'
'Just a bird.'


I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your comments. 


If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE 




If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.


On a final note - I always try to visit the blogs of everyone who comments on mine. If I haven't commented on yours it's either because I haven't been able to find your blog when I've clicked on your name or because you have a wordpress account that requires me to sign in first. 





Wednesday, 6 June 2018

THE FORGER - 100 word story

Ah, the Met. I fell in love with this museum when I visited New York so this week's photo prompt from the Friday Fictioneers brought back great memories.

We've all seen images of those famous paintings but there is absolutely nothing like seeing the originals.



PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot


THE FORGER


It was 2am. Ned sat in front of his favourite painting to eat his sandwiches.
He stared at the painting.
He wasn't a bad artist himself: just never had the breaks. Instead he made a few extra dollars from painting peoples' pets.
But that didn't scratch his itch.
Every night Ned ate his sandwiches and sketched the painting. He used the sketches to paint his own copy to display in his dingy apartment.
The copy was flawless.
On his last night on the job, Ned made the swap.
Nothing like a security guard to know how to beat the system.




I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your comments. 


If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE




If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.




On a final note - I always try to visit the blogs of everyone who comments on mine. If I haven't commented on yours it's either because I haven't been able to find your blog when I've clicked on your name or because you have a wordpress account that requires me to sign in first. 



Wednesday, 30 May 2018

SMALL ADS - 100 word story

I looked at the photo prompt for this week's Friday Fictioneers challenge and it led me along a path of loneliness and delusion.


PHOTO PROMPT © Connie Gayer




Lonely, handsome, solvent young bachelor looking for beautiful soulmate.

I am easy going, strong, funny and affectionate.
I live on a farm far away from the rat race.
My house is large and very beautiful and I need a woman to share it with.
You want to live in a quiet place? This is it.
You want to eat fresh vegetables? I have a kitchen garden.
You want to drink fine wine? I have a small vineyard.
You want to swim? I have built a natural plunge pool.
Come!
Escape your life and live the dream with me.




I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your comments. 


If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE




If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.

Wednesday, 16 May 2018

ALCHEMY - 100 word story

A pair of old boots as a photo prompt? I didn't get it - and neither did my character.




PHOTO PROMPT submitted by Courtney Wright.


ALCHEMY


Hannah was bored listening to the artist pontificate about the alchemy of his Pieces.
‘Isn’t he marvellous?’ said Toby.
They contemplated a pair of wrecked boots.
‘I don't get it.’
‘Your approach is wrong. You must embrace the alchemy.’
‘Alchemy, schmalchemy.’ She gulped her champagne.‘What does that even mean?’
‘He’s talking about the magic within his work. When you embrace a Piece, it changes before your eyes: transmutes, transforms.’
‘Yeah, right.’
Across the room a beautiful man smiled at her.
Hannah perked up. ‘Now that’s an alchemy I could embrace.’
Champagne-brave, she was off.



I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your comments. 


If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE




If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.

On a final note - I always try to visit the blogs of everyone who comments on mine. If I haven't commented on yours it's either because I haven't been able to find your blog when I've clicked on your name or because you have a wordpress account that requires me to sign in first. 



Wednesday, 9 May 2018

KING KONG - 100 word story

As soon as I saw this week's Friday Fictioneers photo prompt I started thinking about the reasons why we visit iconic cities.




PHOTO PROMPT ©Jill Wisoff




KING KONG

Soft focus. The city coalesced out of the murk. She sat in the taxi, straining to pick out the building she had come to see.
'Your first time?' said the taxi driver.
'Yes. I must see the Empire State Building.'
'Why?'
How could she explain how her first cinematic experience had impacted her life?  Nearly eighty years!
And there it was! Breaking through the fog.
'Could you slow down, please?' she said.
'He doesn't exist, Ma'am.'
'Pardon?'
'The big ape. You won't see him up there.'
The old lady laughed in delight. 'No, you're wrong. I can see him already.'





I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your comments. 

If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE




If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.

On a final note - I always try to visit the blogs of everyone who comments on mine. If I haven't commented on yours it's either because I haven't been able to find your blog when I've clicked on your name or because you have a wordpress account that requires me to sign in first. 



Wednesday, 2 May 2018

CRAZY CHARLIE - 100 word story

A house in the middle of nowhere and a set of rough steps leading up to it was this week's Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. It got me thinking about the sort of person who might live there.


PHOTO PROMPT © Karen Rawson




CRAZY CHARLIE


Rumours cloaked the old man like a mystery. The locals in the bar ignored him. They called him Crazy Charlie.
He cycled home in wintry sunshine.
Two straggly dogs greeted him.
'Good lads.'
Charlie climbed up to the ramshackle house. In the kitchen he rummaged for leftovers. 
Outside, the dogs were fidgeting, toenails tap-dancing on the porch.
Charlie threw the leftovers into bowls and sat down. The dogs settled into their meal. Charlie's face creaked into a smile.
Wriggling his shoulders, he relaxed. A gecko skittered away, looking for smaller prey. Charlie closed his eyes, hoping the bullies wouldn't return.

I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your comments. 

If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE




If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.

On a final note - I always try to visit the blogs of everyone who comments on mine. If I haven't commented on yours it's either because I haven't been able to find your blog when I've clicked on your name or because you have a wordpress account that requires me to sign in first. 




Wednesday, 25 April 2018

THE CAMPING TRIP - 100 Word Story

For reasons I can't explain, the beautiful view in this week's Friday Fictioneers photo prompted a dark story.




PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields


THE CAMPING TRIP

The camping trip was Jem's idea. We drove into the mountains.
“They got bears hereabouts?”
Jem huffed. “You crazy, Ali?”
“Looks like bear country.”
“Deliverance country, more like. Listen! Hear them Duelling Banjos?”
Jem braked for a fallen tree. “Stay there, Ali.” 
He rootled in the trunk. I heard thumps and grunts. I swivelled in my seat, but the trunk lid obscured my view.
Another thump. I suddenly felt an indelible dread.
“Jem?” I whispered. “You messing with me?”
Subsumed by fear I heard saw-toothed voices. Then I heard footsteps on the roof of the car.



I hope you enjoyed reading this and I look forward to your comments. 

If you wish to read more Friday Fictioneers stories, you can find them listed HERE



If you'd like to join in the challenge, you'll find all the information posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields 
- her blog is listed on 'My Blog List' on the right hand side of this page.

On a final note - I always try to visit the blogs of everyone who comments on mine. If I haven't commented on yours it's either because I haven't been able to find your blog when I've clicked on your name or because you have a wordpress account that requires me to sign in first.