Wednesday, 20 March 2019

ANTICIPATION - 100 word story

This week's photo reminded me of my own childhood fairground experiences. In England we call this ride a Big Dipper. I have only ridden the Big Dipper once!


PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson


ANTICIPATION


Phoebe was no more than knee high to a hedgehog the first time she went to the annual funfair. When she saw the Big Dipper she squealed in excitement.
'You're too small, Poppet.'
Phoebe was devastated. 'When, Daddy?'
'When you reach my armpit.'
Every year Phoebe measured herself to no avail until the glorious day arrived.
She climbed into the Big Dipper car with her daddy. At last!
They rose higher and higher. Phoebe screamed in delight. The car reached the peak and began to drop. Phoebe's stomach somersaulted.
'Daaa-ddd-yyy!'
'Noooo!' he yelled as Phoebe projectile vomited all over him.


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, 13 March 2019

BETTY'S ULTIMATE CHALLENGE - 100 word story

This week's Friday Fictioneer's photo made me smile. Hope my story makes you smile too.



PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala



BETTY'S ULTIMATE CHALLENGE


Betty the dealer specialised in finding interesting things to restore. She trawled junk shops to pick up stock. Things that could be used in a different way than intended, excited Betty most.
She bought iron gates and beautiful old doors to turn into coffee table tops.
She bought old picture frames to turn into mirrors.
She bought tatty curtains to turn into cushions.
When Betty saw the piano, she fell in love. But what on earth could she turn it into?
Betty had found the ultimate challenge.
After sleepless nights, she had a eureka moment. A planter. What else?


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, 27 February 2019

KEEPING IT ZIPPED - 100 word story

I looked at this week's Friday Fictioneers photo prompt and sighed. What do I know about New Mexico? It took me a while to find an angle. I'd be interested to know what you think of my effort.


PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays



KEEPING IT ZIPPED


Badger and Mickey are proper scary dudes.
Many stories about them are fabrication, but some are the god's honest truth. And we're talking seriously bloody bone chilling stories.
There's a rumour about Chunky, hideous enough to give you nightmares. Dismemberment is one thing, but did they really make Chunky do those other things?
But the shop is shut. Chunky hasn't been seen for weeks and his wife is walking around like she's got the devil sitting on her shoulder.
I don't show curiosity. Word gets around. Speculating could trigger Badger and Mickey to come a-calling, so I keep it zipped.





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, 13 February 2019

ILLICIT - 100 word story

Here's my Friday Fictioneers photo prompt story. I thought the building looked quite institutional, hence my subject matter.



PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll



ILLICIT

'Wait under my window. I'll throw it down.' Spider cradled his forbidden phone.
'Why don't I come and pick it up?' said JJ.
'You crazy?'
'Well.'
'How the hell would you get on my floor, JJ?'
'Um.'
'I'm in the Secure Wing, idiot.'
'Oh, yeah.'
'Look, you're allowed in the garden. Go outside after dinner. I'll throw it down.'
'Okay.' JJ was about to hang up. 'Uh, Spider, I don't know which window is yours.'
Spider sighed. 'I'll hang it on the outside of my window. Don't forget.'
'Okay.'
JJ tucked his phone away. Within minutes, he'd forgotten the conversation.




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 January 2019

LOST WORLD - 100 word story

This week's Friday Fictioneers photo prompt made me think of remote areas and being lost in the landscape. And what would happen if you saw something unexpected?


PHOTO PROMPT © Renee Heath


LOST WORLD

They found a perfect camping spot.
'Let's picnic over there,' said Amanda.
The companions set up their chairs.
Amanda unpacked cheese sandwiches, coleslaw, cherry tomatoes and mouth-puckeringly salty olives.
'Here.' She gave Ray and Alice paper plates and plastic forks.
Alice bit into her sandwich and looked around. 'Now this is what I call remote. It feels like we're the last people on earth.'
'Or the first,' said Ray.
'Hey, yeah. Like we've discovered Conan Doyle’s Lost World,' said Amanda.
They exchanged goofy grins.
A scalp-raising screech reverberated. They looked up and blinked as the pterodactyl flapped straight towards them.  


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, 16 January 2019

BROKEN - A 100 word story

When I looked at the photo prompt for this week's Friday Fictioneers, I started thinking about thieves robbing a house. But that was a bit obvious, so my thoughts turned to a different type of robbery.


PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson





BROKEN

She was like a drug, a perilous habit he couldn’t kick. Intoxicated, he succumbed again and again to her allure. He marvelled at her ability to offer a different experience every time. Her changeable moods were addictive, unquenchable. Her unpredictability beguiled him.
But this romance was hazardous. He must stop the affair or risk destruction.
He stared at her. She waited quietly.
'I can't do this any more,' he said.
She sighed.
'My wife knows.'
He touched her cheek and left.
Too many broken hearts. He could no longer keep papering over the cracks. It was time to make amends.




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 January 2019

BEATING WRITER'S BLOCK - a 100 word short story

Happy New Year to you all. I've used the Friday Fictioneers photo prompt to kick off 2019 (and hope it isn't a bad omen!)


PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal


BEATING WRITER'S BLOCK

It was a clever idea.
Jenny meticulously wrote down storylines on little pieces of paper and dropped them into a jar.
The ideas were now there for the taking. She couldn't wait to get started. She was finally going to beat her writer's block.
Jenny pulled out the first piece of paper and read the storyline. Oh my – it was good. She removed another piece of paper. Well, but this idea was brilliant. Or maybe she should consider another? It might be the one to really get her going. But what if the next idea was even better?



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.