It’s my favorite day of the week. Friday Fictioneers has become my hump day remedy. In case you’re new to the game. Every Wednesday our illustrious host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a photo prompt. Our challenge is to write a 100 … Continue reading
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Photo Copyright -Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Fallin’ Every day I make the climb. There’s no way I’m getting into THAT elevator. It’s what horror movies are made of. Besides I see the headline now. Stuck in Elevator Woman Starves! No one understands why … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers is here! Buckle yourself in for a wild good time. Our effervescent host Rochelle offers us a photo prompt and directive to write a 100 word story with a beginning, middle and end. Make Every word count she … Continue reading
Copyright – Danny Bowman
My insides barren, lay wasted by chemo. Night after night I walk the desert.
As a child I understood magic. I rooted for Tia to save Tony, built my own StarCase. And believed in time my supernatural powers would be revealed-Telepathy and Telekinesis the least among them.
Now my medical team’s become my Earthquake Gang. I fight the villains’ nefarious plans to wreak havoc. I’ll find my way home.
Just concentrate, the water glass sliding within reach. Again.
“Ms. Thomas did you call me?” the nurse inquired.
“Yes I did.” Now I know I’ve everything needed – my magic replete.
Word Count: 100
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P.S. Please make sure to read the others.
It’s that time! Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at hand. If you’re new to the madness then run fast lest you get sucked in. It’s a hard addiction to break. Not that I’ve tried.
When I first spied this week’s photo prompt my mind wandered to a mountain on the back highway into Boulder called Dragon Rock. Legend said it was a sleeping dragon. I had always wondered on the magic that they within mountains. Since I was a little girl I was always looking for Witch Mountain. Hence, the evolution and inspiration of my FF offering.
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.
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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