Friday Fictioneers: batteries not required

Inspired by the latest prompt for Friday Fictioneers from Rochelle Wysoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple   I throw my hat into the ring and offer you my take on the prompt for 3/4/2016.

Batteries copyight-sean-fallonCopyright-Sean Fallon

~*~

Batteries Not Required

It was with great alarm that Joan found her two-year old son, Bobby, chewing on a AAA alkaline battery. Snatching the dimpled and dripping form from his chubby little hand she yelled,

“NO! This is not candy!!”

Bobby burst into tears.

Examining him closely she saw no sign of irritation and checking the battery saw no signs of leakage. She immediately started storing them in a tightly sealed jar on the top shelf of the pantry.

She went apoplectic when, at age three, she found him atop the pantry ladder, jar in hand.

The pantry door is now locked.

~*~

WORDS:  100

~*~

Want to read some really great takes on this WEEK’s prompt?

Just click the little blue frog!

BlueFrog

Forgotten

My entry for Friday Fictioneers,  July 10, 2015, is quite tardy this time!  Usually I am early…  Ah well, next time, eh?

Thank you Rochelle for your time and efforts each week to keep our creativity sparked!

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS BANNER

 

tunnel stephen-baum

PHOTO PROMPT © Stephen Baum

Forgotten

~Sunrise~

Julia never hesitated when the call went out for new volunteers. She grabbed her gear and headed up. The light was intense. She walked a bit, let her eyes adjust, then walked a bit further. It was a painful process.

~Midday~

The volunteers gathered to discuss their findings and what they knew of the surface history.  All records indicated their elders ruined it. Their summation? They would likely do it again.

They voted unanimously not to return.

~Evening~

Speculation that night was that they’d been incinerated, poisoned or eaten. They would never know for sure.

The elders voted to reseal the tunnel.

 

~*~

Words: 103

~*~

For some really great takes on the prompt just click on the little blue frog!

BlueFrog

An Irrational Childhood Fear

After another long hiatus I return with a flash fiction offering for  Friday Fictioneers!  Thanks, as always, goes out to Rochelle at Addicted to purple!

m

~*~

hyde-hall-light

An Irrational Childhood Fear

Returning as an adult for the reading of grandmother’s will, Madeline recalled when Grandmother had ordered the heavy bronze chandeliers. She hated them at once, and had always imagined that they would lower themselves down, clamp onto her head, and suck her brains out. She’d always given them a wide berth.
Musing about her silly childish fear of the lights, Madeline now found them quite lovely. It was then that Charley, her six-foot-five cousin, twice removed, walked under the chandelier.
She watched in horror as his hair grazed the central rosebud.    The chandelier dropped, clamping tightly onto his skull.

~*~

Word count:  100

For some really great takes on this weeks prompt just click the little blue frog…

BlueFrog

Friday Fictioneers is open to anyone, why not try your hand at it!

Look HERE for all the details!  😀

Friday Fictioneers: puff and nonsense

Creative writing in one hundred words is the idea.  Word press says I have 99, Microsoft Word says I have 100.  Don’t care. I’m only in it for the fun!

As always, thanks goes out to Rochelle for her constant procurement and supply of picture prompts to get us going each week!

boatpilxr_-antiquedPHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Georgia Koch

~*~

For Friday the 23, 2015

Puff and Nonsense

It was dusk and she needed to get home before dark. She’d been warned about the Trolls that lived under the bridge. It was said that if you didn’t have the toll to pay them that you would be taken to live with them forever.

Nonsense, she told herself. Little kid stuff to send you running to get home on time and to give you nightmares. I’m not a kid anymore, she thought. Running at a quick trot she started to cross the bridge and thought she heard a growl…

Thinking better of it she decided to take the boat.

~*~

Words:  100  (I’m going with Microsoft Word on this one.  😉 )

For some really great takes on this week’s prompt  look HERE.

Notes on Fairy Tales:

Fairy Tales are found in every culture.   They are almost always didactic, cautionary, or seeking to explain something in nature that wasn’t explained before our scientific minds sought to solve it.

For a child it is easy to believe, and for some of us it is hard to give up the make-believe of our youth.  I jumped into bed every night after turning off the light until I was well into my teens.  Laugh if you will, but who here still believes in ghosts, the chupacabras, or aliens? 

I am taking liberties with Georgia Koch’s photo to show you how I came to my story today.

boatpilxr_-antiqued-w-troll

Do you see them?  There are two hiding under the bridge. The one in the middle of this crop is seated in the shadows.  The larger of the two, just left of center, is standing up.

FYI, The ability to see these images is called Pareidolia, and almost all of us have this ability.  OK, some of us are better at it than others, so don’t feel bad if you can’t see those trolls.  You can read a bit about Pareidolia: HERE

~*~

Thank you Georgia for sharing your lovely photo art with us!

~*~

And for those who may not know the original Norwegian Folktale about a Troll under the bridge you can read it: HERE

 ~*~