Creative Writing: the elopement

May 8, 2013May 8, 201370 Comments

I haven’t been writing much lately. Too busy shopping for Farmlets, packing and sorting. Then I found the photo below in my mail box. It’s from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple.

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS

THE CHALLENGE:

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

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

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For the Friday, May 10th deadline, I offer you,

The Elopement

Arriving with her little suitcase she sat in the bar against the wall. She preferred this seat because it afforded her the best vantage for surveying the room. From here she could see the length of the room from the front window to the back entrance. Ordering herself a drink for the evening she expectantly watched and waited till closing.

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All the regulars knew this was Juliette’s seat and they made sure it was always waiting for her by telling her story:

“Yeah! Her boyfriend tells her, ‘Meet me at 6:00 and we’ll elope.’ That was over twenty years ago…”

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Easy

February 28, 2013February 28, 201353 Comments

New creative writing photo prompt from: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – addicted to purple

Under the Friday Fictioneers -photo prompt flash fiction (in 100 words)

(For photo credit please click Beth Carter’s photo!)

Easy

Searching the streets looking for just the right one, surveying his trophies, musing, “How easy it used to be.” She walked the gutter, her back to him, thumb out. He pulled alongside. Before he could ask she slid over the car door and into the seat in a fluid movement.

Smiling, joking, laughter, he shy, she bold. They drove on for a while, neither cared where they might end up; each knew their destination would be secluded.

Noticing his photographs she quipped, “Old girl friends?”

He replied, “You might say that.”

Smiling, they thought, “This’s gonna’ be easy.”

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NOTE: This was a walk on the wild side for me. I took one look at the photo and there I was.

Are you shocked?

I was!

The Key

February 26, 2013February 26, 201330 Comments

I haven’t been writing lately and I have been missing it! I much prefer a prompt that requires me to write creatively over many of the prompts that require the topic to be about me. After all, you get enough of that here on my blog! Today’s 100 Word Challenge for Grownups was a picture prompt. Perfect!

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The Key

Waking before everyone, Laura quietly dressed, and went outside. This morning’s fog was a freezing surprise! Walking across the lawn, she stopped to look back at the shrouded house and noticed her footprints outlined in the frosty grass. Smiling she turned to go and spied a little key. Picking it up she continued on to the big tree where she could be alone in the mist. Leaning against the trunk she felt it; a keyhole. Curious, she thought, I never saw that before. She put the key in and turned…

“Snick” A door opened revealing a staircase.

She went up.

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So now, just for fun, it is your turn!

What happened next?

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PLEASE NOTE: I have decided not to make comments on your entries, because this is just for fun and I don’t want anyone to feel intimidated!

ENJOY! 😉

Click the Icon to be taken to Julia’s Place and the 100 Word Challenge.

Sunday Shorts: a silent celebration

January 6, 2013January 7, 201337 Comments

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A Silent Celebration

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On New Year’s eve, as midnight struck, I chanced to look out my window. There in the pale moonlight I saw something moving in the meadow. Stealthily I opened the door to see if I could get a better look. Making my way across the lawn I stopped silently watching. It was a deer! From the woods another came, and then another, and still another. I watched for some time as they grazed with ears pricked and muscles tensed. After a bit they seemed to relax there in the moon’s glow. While I, having become too cold, stole back inside and to bed.

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Please note that the above piece is fiction. 😉

It was written for the 1oo WCFGU ~ The prompt: “as midnight struck”

The vignette came about because my neighbor across the street is a bow hunter and has a big plastic deer target (looks like a statue) on his property. Once on a moonlit night I saw it there, and mused about how real it looked. When this prompt came up I remembered how real it looked on his lawn in the moonlight and ran with it. I am flattered that so many of you thought the incident was real. Thank you!