Friday Fictioneers – Moving on

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT (C) BRENDA COX

Moving on

Twenty-five past ten.

I wait, sweltering in the sun, at the entrance to the Summer Craft Fair.

Okay. I’m going in anyway. David can jolly well look for me for once. I wonder how much beer he swilled last night?

His absence spoils the first ten minutes for me, but Rochelle’s stall cheers me up. I wish I could persuade my publisher to use her illustrations for my books.

No sign of David, and lunch is agreeably peaceful. My publisher’s latest intern – Adrian – joins me, and we gossip about literature.

I shall waste no more time on David.

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Friday Fictioneers – Relief

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT (C) LISA FOX

Relief

‘I don’t know how long I can hold on, Richard,’ I gasped. Every bump in the road – and there were many – doubled the feeling of urgency in my bowels.

Snow lay a foot deep on the verge and our tyre chains crunched in ice; it must have been twenty below.

‘Look! Look there! Stop!’

There was a quaint little hut at the side of the road, two narrow stories high.

‘I guess it’s a toilet,’ said Richard, ‘but look at the signs on the doors. Voters below – politicians above!’

‘I don’t care. It beats digging a hole in the snow.’

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Friday Fictioneers – Dumping the Future

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © ROCHELLE WISOFF-FIELDS

Dumping the Future

The men had guns. They also had my daughters.

“We’ve had enough of scientists,” drawled one of them. “They were the ones got us into this mess.”

The one who seemed to be in charge said, “You’re gonna dump all your electrical goods, all computers, mobile phones, everything.”

“And then…?”

“Then your girls still have a father, and we won’t need to take care of them.”

“Where do you want it dumped?”

He shrugged. “Who cares?”

It took two days, but my girls are back.

I’ve missed cold beer this summer.

I hope I’ve cut enough logs for the winter.

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