Category: Writing prompts

Sunday Photo Fiction: the higher intellect

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Another writers Venue! 

The photo prompt is brought to you today by Sunday Photo Fiction, and can be found by looking HERE.  The rules for this flash fiction allow from 100 to 200 words, and provides a nice little stretch from my usual 100.  😉

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Gorrillas

The Higher Intellect

Unnoticed atop a cage in the back, Georgie had the advantage.  He could hardly contain himself.  Stuffing his hand into his mouth he held his mirth in check. Down below him Silverback began to strut for the ladies.  Moving slowly he flexed his muscles, struck a pose, and on cue the group began  “oohing”  and “aahing”.

Today there were three.  Blondie, who he thought he recognized, stood there with hands clasped before her in tense anticipation; a vacationer; and the timid one, peeking through the bars in back.  He always felt a twinge of guilt when he saw him.  Their prank caused him to fall, yet, he comes back for more.

He would never understand humans being named the highest of intellect, because no matter how many times he and Ol’ Silver set this up, it always had the same effect.

Georgie leapt down from his perch, and cupping his hands began beating his chest in loud, thumping, pops.  Gaping and lurching toward the glass he roared,

“Aurgh, OOO-OOO-OOO!”

The people ran screaming.

He and Silver fell to the ground, rolling and laughing at the sight of them.  The humans, running as if for their lives, heard  simply,

“Aurgh-OOO-OOO, Aaaah-OOO-OOO-OOO!”

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WORDS:  200

For more great takes on the prompt, please visit HERE

Friday Fictioneers: what carl didn’t understand

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I’ve been off my writing for Friday Fictioneers of late.  However, when this photo from Adam Ickes was submitted this morning, by Rochelle over at Addicted to Purple, I just had to get my first impression written down.  Thanks to you both for sharing.

The writing is open to anyone, and the rules are easy:  writers are encouraged to be as innovative as possible with the prompt and 100 word constraints.

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adamickes-childsbootsCopyright – Adam Ickes

What Carl didn’t Understand

Carl never really got the hang of living life in the real world.  He’d grown up always wishing he was someone else.   Somewhere else.

Fact is, he’d always wanted to be a cowboy, to go back in time and experience life in the rough.  So one day at the museum he stunned everyone when he stripped down and just walked into the lobby mural.  Too bad he didn’t know the rules of entering into a painting.  You see, you don’t get to choose.  Once you’re in, like a fly on flypaper, you’re static.

That’s him over on the lower left.

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For other takes on today’s great prompt look HERE!

Word count:  100

Friday Fictioneers: shopping cart escapades

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By now you know the rules, and if not, please do visit Rochelle at Addicted to Purple HERE.  A special thanks to Janet Webb for the use of her photograph today!

Playdaycopyright – Janet Webb

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~ Shopping Cart Escapades ~

(A tiny scene presented in 100 words)

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“Who’s bright idea was this anyway?”  Aldi chides.

“Yeah!”  Belle whines,  “My wheeeels are rustinnng!”

“Be quiet you two!”  warns Safeway. “Who was to know it would rain like this?”

“It’s getting light out, we really need to roll!”  advises Aldi

Belle,  “We’re gonnaaa get cauuught!”

Safeway and Aldi in unison:  “Quit whining Belle!”

Safeway, “You thought this was a great idea when we talked about it last night!”

Weeka-weeka-weeka-wee…

Belle, “Ohhh!   We’re all ruuusted!”

“Just get in the parking lot, Belle!”

 

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Later…

Jeffrey! 

Why were these carts left out?  And don’t tell me they let themselves out to play!

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WORDS:  100

For more great stories from this prompt look HERE!

Friday Fictioneers: the choice

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THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

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Special thanks to Rochelle for her work in organizing this week’s prompt, and to Rich Voza for the use of his photograph.

Three doorsCopyright – Rich Voza

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The Choice

Lorna looked at the three doors and panicked.

Then reasoned, white is heaven, red is hell, but where will the other door take me?   I always thought God made the judgment and the final decision!  She returned her thoughts to the middle door and remembered the passage about those who were neither hot nor cold in their faith.  Perhaps that door was theirs?

After a while, she walked over to one of the doors, opened it, and stepped through…

OH!  She cried out.

Why the conundrum?   He said.  All the doors lead here, but none would’ve opened without your faith.

WORDS:  100

For more great takes on this prompt please look HERE!

NOTE:  As I wrote my post for Friday Fictioneers my story came easily.  It was quite honestly the first place my thoughts went to, when I saw the three doors in the prompt this morning.   So please be advised that it is not my intention to preach, but it is the way I think.