I spent my morning in the dentist chair; the usual scolding over the shrill of the pick- flossing habits, night guard usage and warnings of a crowned future. All I could think “Ugh! I don’t have time for this. I need to write”.
Didn’t they understand its Fictioneer’s Time- “One for all and all for one” musketeer style. Inspiration comes at the most inopportune moments. So I flew from the chair grabbed my notepad, scratched a few words and tore across town to get to the office and a computer.
Here’s my offering.
San Gréal
Tractors make terrible getaway cars. Normally.
“What day’s the hay delivered to the stables?”
“Dimanche.”
“But it’s Tuesday” Philip pondered. Perhaps that’s why they’re exiting the gate teaming with bales. “Must be a mistake…”
Entering the grand hall he immediately noticed the missing portrait of Père Dumas. “ Mon Dieu the chalice” he took off running for the gallery.
Geneviève smiled and turned towards the kitchen knowing she was the only thing of value left. Seventeen centuries of witchcraft flowed through her sang réal. Once upon a time, not so long ago, he’d been a frog.
“Where’s that locator spell!”
Word Count: 100
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P.S. Please make sure to read the others.
Thanks Rochelle as always for graciously hosting the prompt for our 100 words novella . This week’s image by Sandra Cook is tugging upon a deeper wanderlust. Temptation’s temptation.
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Ha.. yes this was very very clever.
Thank you Bjorn.
Dear Dana,
Clever play on words and a good story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle- I had fun with this one. Dana
P.S. I still want your book…..
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Mon died, indeed. Lovely mix of genres.
Thanks Patrick
Good story. Well done. I’m glad I don’t live in a castle. Seems they’re not very secure from thieves.
Castles are difficult to update. The wiring is all wrong, the windows easily opened and the stones wall simple to scale. It does make for trouble. That is as long as you can swim the moat of alligators first.
I’ve always loved that San Greal/Sang Real twist. Really liked this one. It draws not only from your imagination but also from a myriad of mythologies. I love that.
Thanks Helena. I love the twist too. I’m really glad I didn’t write the gibberish that first came to mind at 2am involving the champagne coupe and corsets. It was obvious I needed sleep.
I wasn’t at the dentist, but I woke up last night, couldn’t go back to sleep and kept popping back up to do some writing. Sigh.
Just a couple little things: ““But its Tuesday”–“it’s” and “why their exiting”–“they’re.” Blame it on dental trauma!! 🙂
janet
Thank you so much Janet. I’m definitely blaming those mistakes on dental trauma. That’s a fabulous suggestion. Now the story will be spun I was sedated, heavily. 😉
Did you have to explain the whole Friday Fictioneers on a Wednesday thing? 🙂
That Geneviève is a “crafty” one
She is very crafty, years of experience and with practice come perfection.
I was trying to come up with some witty time warp continuum thing to explain the Friday fiction on Wednesday. In reality near about ever Weds. I wish it were Fri. Does that count? Really it is that we have till Friday to write it. But most of simply jump write in.
How’s this for humor: I read the intro, and thought it was a story! Ha! It was so interesting… and then I realized you had actually been at the dentist’s! :-p The real story was much yummier! A mystery, a fantasy, a love story… this one demands that you write more! Love it, Dana!
Dawn- LOL. I actually considered putting the intro second.
This story has more to it. At least it does in my head. Getting it out of that lock box and on to paper is an altogether different subject. I was just complaining to a friend about this the other day. 100 words I can handle. It’s has parameters but leave me free to go anywhere and well let’s just say I meander. 😉
I meander too… seems we’re in good company. xo
Yes we are.
I love the idea of a tractor as a getaway car!
Thanks Amy. A client of mine had their house robbed in a gated neighborhood. The thieves got out without being noticed by driving stealing their own car from the garage. When I saw the tractor I thought hmmmm might work here as well.