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Friday Fictioneers ~~ March 15

It’s that time of the week again (kinda). Time for some Friday Fictioneers! (or Wednesday, Thursday). Grab your favorite wet beverage and come along to make-believe world with me. You’ll be glad you did. If you don’t know by now what Friday Fictioneers is, (you been living in a cave?) let me explain it to you.

This is a challenge where we write a 100 word story to go with a weekly picture. I have learned its great practice for your writing, keeps things tight and muscled. (The writing people! The writing!) 😉  If you would like to try your fingers at this please come join us! Just click on our illustrious leader’s name (Rochelle Wisoff-Fields) and off you go to read about the very few rules we need to try to follow. Rochelle is a nice lady, honest, she won’t hurt you! There is also a cute little blue guy there that if you click on him (careful he’s ticklish!) he will carry you off to other stories. It’s truly amazing how many different stories there are hidden in one picture. We have many talented writers that come together every week. Give us a look!



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.)


Make every word count.


Copyright – Lora Mitchell
Copyright – Lora Mitchell



Genre/General Fiction (100 words)


Linda  stared at the flowers sitting on the windowsill. Her first apartment in the big city was a tiny one but it was on the 52nd floor, the view was fantastic. A bed on the floor, very little food,  yet she was happy. As an artist Linda was used to living on little.

She had found the flowers outside her door this morning. A secret admirer? She hoped it was that nice  guy from 3 floors down that she met several times in the elevator. She smiled thinking life was good.

Pushing a button on her cell, Linda waited.

“Hi Mom!”


44 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers ~~ March 15

  1. I get the feeling the flowers are from her mom but hey you never know could be the guy a few floors down…we can all hope. There is a good feeling of hope in this story. Cheers to fresh starts.



  2. Very nice. I really like this. Really hopeful happy smiley story. I get such a feeling of possibility from this. This is great. 🙂 Well done. 🙂


    1. I think we all remember that first place. I am not usually one for sweet, but this time that’s what I saw, or maybe it’s just me 😉 Thanks for reading El….


    1. no creeps allowed. 😉 It’s all good stuff this week for mine. Next week may be different though. Thanks for reading!


    1. Hi Rochelle,

      Thanks for reading as usual. Well yeah you’re a nice lady! (that and I didn’t want to scare off potential newbies.. 😉 )


    1. no no! he is going to be a nice shy young man. hmmm or he could end up being a nasty serial killer. no I’ll stick with the nice guy! Thanks for reading 😉


  3. I think the flowers from mum, if it had been a guy, they probably would have been a bunch with no water! Mum’s would think of that, practical. Nice story Jackie. 🙂


  4. Lovely. Linda comes across as really happy and contented. Here’s hoping the flowers are from who she thinks/ wants them to be from.


  5. Lucky Linda–Delivery of an unexpected lily would cheer the soul, brighten a near-empty apartment and add a little romance to her life. Good story.


  6. Let me breathe to you that your story was wonderful, separate from the gloom and doom of many of the attempts. I too, along with many of your readers, want the flowers to be from the guy down the hall. Well done.




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