Friday Fictioneers: the honeymoon phase

August 27, 2014August 27, 201441 Comments

It’s time once again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.
Thank you, Rochelle!

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~My entry for August 29, 2014 ~

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PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Madison Woods

The Honeymoon Phase

Molly wanted to impress her husband by baking him his favorite pie, so grabbing his mother’s cookbook she set to work. Pie in the oven a lovely smell filled the house as she busily tidied up.

Smoke!” she cried.

Lamenting her cremated attempt she opened the door tossing it outside for the dog and chickens. At the kitchen window she watched as the hens warily circled the mess and left. Then Charley sniffed it and completing the insult lifted his leg on it.

Alan would later be clueless about Molly’s tears when walking in he exclaimed,

“You made mom’s pie!”

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Words: 100

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Friday Fictioneers: grandfather’s chair

August 13, 2014August 13, 201432 Comments

It’s time once again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.
Thank you, Rochelle!

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~My entry for August 15, 2014 ~

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Grandfather’s Chair

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

Gazing at Grandfather’s self portrait reminded her of the many times she’d sat in his lap watching him work. After the funeral, Grandmother promised she’d put stickers on all the things she knew us kids wanted,

“No confusion this way” she winked.

When Grandmother passed, her brother called to say he’d auctioned off the old homestead,

” More fair this way.” he’d said.

Years later, when traveling cross country, Emily spied a chair like Grandfather’s in a junk shop and bought it. Loading it into the car the shopkeeper reached out to remove a small sticker.

“NO, leave it!” she cried.

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Words: 100

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The Couple on Flight 259: a pandimesional tale told in two parts

July 30, 2014July 31, 201439 Comments

It’s time again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The Couple on Flight 259:

a pandimensional tale told in two parts

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“Honey, what’s that big X down there?”

“Couldn’t say, dear. I’ve never noticed it before.”

“Me neither. It’s very strange.”

George replies, “Maybe it’s a heliport, darling.” and returning to his in-flight magazine he instantly tunes her out.

“Ah, that makes sense”, mumbles Merriam, and puts on her earphones.

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Charley! I told you playtime was over. Now you and your brother put your toys away this instant; it’s time for dinner!

Aw . . . !

Charley pulls the plug on his toy, then snatching the airplane from Billie’s hand he tosses them into the basket.

Laughing, they race for the door.

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Words: 100

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Pandimensional: A term first coined in *The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams, which means “Of or pertaining to all dimensions of reality”

* Please do yourself a favor and skip the Disnified movie version and go read the book! 😉

Friday Fictioneers: from boney fingers to chopsticks

July 24, 2014October 7, 201536 Comments

It’s time again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.

A special thank you to Marie Gail Stratford for the sharing of her photograph.

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From Boney Fingers to Chopsticks

Grandma had teased her from real young about her weight. Reachin’ down with her bony, sharp nailed fingers, she’d just grab onta the bulge hanging over her pants and twist. It always left a bruise.

As an adult weighing over 200 pounds she felt ashamed of her size 18 pants, and finally decided to do something about it. Making friends with Shiomi at work, she asked her for lessons on the use of chopsticks. She told her,

“Tryin’ta eat with them might slow me down some and I’ll lose some weight!”

She was dismayed at how quickly she’d become proficient.

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Words: 100

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Notes on today’s writing:

It is said that you should write from what you know. Taking that to heart in today’s story there are some kernels of what I know in this piece. The character’s voice is my attempt at recreating from memory the sound of my grandmother. She was a coal miner’s daughter from Virginia. Did it work?