Friday Fictioneers

May 15, 2014May 16, 201436 Comments

Again I have been away for a while… still healing, but much improved! The following is my exactly 100 word story for Friday Fictioneers. And please, don’t count the title! 😉

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Your Order Has Been Delivered

Having wanted a few goats for some time I finally bit the bullet and did my research. I first considered, Pygmies, because they are so adorable, but they’re just too cute to think of as a meal. Then I thought about Fainting goats as they are easy to contain behind a fence. Again I hesitated; I didn’t enjoy thinking of them fainting and becoming pray to coyotes. Eventually, I ordered Boer Goats. Heftier, and perhaps better suited to protecting themselves with help from the Mini Donkeys. They would work for our needs! I ordered 15.

Dang that sticky zero key.

Copywrite – Sandra Cook

Many thanks to Rochelle Wysoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple for her prompts and support, and to Sandra Cook for her fun sheep photo. Yes, they are really sheep. I took some license with the subject to fit my interest. 🙂

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Friday Fictioneers: anniversary for one

January 9, 2014January 9, 201435 Comments

By now you know the rules, and if not, please do visit Rochelle at Addicted to Purple HERE. Thank you Rochelle! And a special thanks to Dawn Q. Landau for the use of her photograph today!

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Anniversary for One

Today would have been their 60th anniversary if Charles had lived. To celebrate Jessica packed a special dinner and took the keys to her daughters car. She knew Sharon had made plans, but she wanted to be alone with her memories.

She found the place easily enough, though she was shocked to see that the roof was long gone. Here is where they’d made love for the first time, and then, Charles had proposed.

Climbing the stairs she laid out a blanket for her meal and adjusted her pillow. Alone she ate, watching the sunset and waiting for high tide.

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For more great takes on this prompt please look HERE

WORDS: 100

Sunday Photo Fiction: the higher intellect

December 15, 2013December 15, 201325 Comments

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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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

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Friday Fictioneers: what carl didn’t understand

December 11, 2013December 12, 201348 Comments

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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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