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Friday Fictioneers ~~ May 31

THE CHALLENGE:

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

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

Hello everyone. Here it is, another Friday, another Friday Fictioneers. This is where a bunch of great writers get together and write a story based on one picture. It is hosted by the great Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, please click on her name to read the few rules we have, or scroll down and click on the little blue guy to read other interpretations of the photo. It never ceases to surprise me at the many different stories that come out of this event. They will make you laugh, smile, frown, scratch your head, feel emotions, and say ‘damn!’

We have some truly talented people, so come join the fun!

This weeks picture:

Copyright – Janet Webb
Copyright – Janet Webb

 

Genre/General Fiction (99 words)

 

He stood across the street,  5th day in a row. Today it’s pink chiffon, yesterday it was blue satin, day before emerald-green lace.

With hope in  heart, he waited to catch a glimpse of the woman who wore such beautiful concoctions of cloth.

His mind played scenarios of love with the shadowy figure of the woman draped in such beauty.

Heart thumped hard when he spied the window opening. Long bare leg gracefully stepped through, then the other.

He held his breath, as slender body turned, graceful hand reached towards the dress.

Surprise made his eyes wide, his mystery love needed a shave.

 

 

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Wednesday Comics ~~ Sam and Me

Now that I’m more settled in the new place, I thought I would start the weekly comics Sam and Me again.  Sam has missed all his fans. 🙂

This strip is about how much Sam hates getting groomed. Sam is a Bichon/Shih Tzu mix and so has to be groomed every 8 weeks or his coat gets really bad.  You know that little boy in the Peanuts comic that always has a dust cloud around him? Pig-Pen?  That’s my Sam! He is a boy who loves to get dirty, he seems to be a magnet for the stuff. So he has to get bathed, clipped and all that other good stuff. He hates it. Period.

I have a great lady that owns a mobile grooming trailer that comes to the house. It is a lot less traumatic on Sam and on me. I’ve tried other groomers but he is so hyper and such a Mama’s boy that I was getting desperate on finding a good groomer. Unfortunately the first couple of groomers hurt Sam and he has never forgotten, or forgiven.

When I finally found Tammy, my mobile groomer it was super! She loves Sam and Sam really likes her. But ……. Sam is such a drama king when he gets groomed! He howls and yips and cries and makes more noise than 10 dogs twice his size! It literally sounds like he is being killed, slowwwwllllllyyyyyy.  It’s rather embarrassing. Tammy doesn’t even have to touch him! It’s funny and embarrassing at the same time. 😉

But it has to be done. This is my rendition of last week when Tammy came by.

Copyright JLPhillips
Copyright JLPhillips

 

**click on picture to see larger image**

 

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Daily Prompt: Say Your Name

Daily Prompt: Say Your Name

by michelle w. on May 28, 2013

Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?

Photographers, show us  YOU. 

So for today I decided to write from the Daily Prompt.

 

My first name is Jackie, my middle name is Lynn. I had to include my middle name for the story to make any sense.

When I was born my mother was into French names. She liked how they sounded. My older sister’s name is Nadine Jill. See, she liked French sounding names. From what mom says she wanted to name me Jaqueline, but then thought the name would be too hard for a kindergarten kid to spell. So she shortened it and added the middle name so it would still sound like Jaqueline.

Jackie Lynn…… Yeah it sounds like Jaqueline, just shortened.

You did notice my sister’s name though? The middle name? Jill. Right! Jack and Jill come to mind? It should, we were kidded and joked about it enough when we were growing up. My sister has always gone by her middle name Jill. Jack and Jill went down the hill, blah blah blah. ;-(

Jack & Jill  726

I used to get so angry about those jokes. Well for one thing, do I look like a Jack?? Jack is male, I am female! Believe me even young I looked female as I was an early developer. It got so bad I tried to make everyone call me Lynn, my middle name. My thought was if sis can go by her middle name why can’t I?  I was about 10 or so when I tried that. I wouldn’t answer to ‘Jackie’ anymore. Only Lynn. Yeah well, my mom stopped that one. Believe me, when mom says no to something it means “No way in hell are we doing that!”.  Mom’s word was law! (Still is even though she is 83)

keep-calm-mom-is-always-right

As I grew older though I came to like my name. Not too many girls are named “Jackie”, quite a few are Jaqueline. I can handle that. What kind of throws me off is that I have met a few men who were named Jackie.  I don’t think I would name a guy Jackie. I mean, nothing against any man who has the name! The few I met were very nice guys! Just to me it’s more of a girl’s name. Maybe because it’s mine.

So there is the story behind my name. French, kinda. From Native American (mom) and German (dad)  parents. French. Ah, C’est la vie.

 

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Friday Fictioneers ~~ May 24

Hello Ladies and Gentlemen!  Can you guess what time it is? Yes! It’s Friday Fictioneer time again my friends. That time of the week where countless writers get together to write a story or poem from one picture. That time of the week where countless readers get to enjoy the numerous writing efforts of talented people who try to string 100 words to make a complete story. Come one, come all to this tremendous, trendy treat of the week!

Our ring mistress is none other than the famous Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who with a firm yet gentle hand guides us in this mighty endeavor. Please click on her name to join us! Thank you for your participation!

 

THE CHALLENGE:

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

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

Here is my story, all comments are appreciated! 

 

 

Copyright – Danny Bowman
Copyright – Danny Bowman

 

Genre: Science Fiction (100 words)

Why did he ever come to this backwater world anyway? Mikal thought to himself as he finally spotted what he needed.

‘See the sights, broaden your horizons’,  his friends told him. Now all he wanted to do is go back to his nice modern world. He was so tired of trying to use such outdated ancient contraptions!

In this world one had to use a device called a “phone”.  They also had to pay for this privilege!

Mikal dropped in his antique metal money and dialed a long number.

A short moment later there was a bright light above him and he was teleported home.

 

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Friday Fictioneers ~~ May 17

Hello everyone! Welcome again to Friday Fictioneers. This is where talented writers get together every Friday (or Wed, Thur) to write a 100 words based on their own interpretation of a single picture. These stringing of words will inspire, make you think, go wow!, and will pull out of you all sorts of emotions. Please click on the leader of the group’s name (Rochelle Wisoff-Fields) and you will be transported via internet magic to her blog where you can read the very few rules we writers have to follow, if you want to join us. Or you can scroll down and click on the cute little blue critter you will see there. It will take you on a wonderful journey to all the different writers who make his group so great. Read their stories and be amazed!

 

THE CHALLENGE:

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

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall
Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall

 

 

Genre – General Fiction ( 100 words)

She sat with her eyes closed, face toward the sun. Her body  relaxed, her palms laying face up in her lap.

This was her favorite spot. Quiet, full of the lushness of nature. Birds singing, bees buzzing,  wind gently teasing the bushes.

She was  still as death. He watched the slight fall and rise of her chest to make sure she was breathing. Yes! There was movement to attest to her living.

He moved to touch her shoulder, his fingers gentle.  Slowly her eyes opened, sharp intelligence glowing in their brown depths.

“Madame President, it is time to give your acceptance speech.”

 

 

 

 

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What’s Black and Blue and Hurts All Over?

Answer: ME!

Yeah, I hurt. The reason for this is that I fell in the tub the other day. I have the bruises to prove it. Eh, at least I’m alive. I just hurt like hell.

I have a really nice purplish/yellow/green BIG bruise on my right knee. A few smaller ones on my other leg and my left arm. Yeah, not my greatest moment. I’m just glad I got tough bones. 😉

But enough of the self-pity! I got other things to say.

Below is the view from my new home office window. The past few days I’ve been watching a hawk hunting back there. Not a bad view. I wish there were trees, but hey it’s still better than buildings. These are part of the coulees around town. There is a train that goes through a couple of times a day, but you can’t hardly hear it as it’s down in a valley.

Via Wikipedia:

(Coulee (or coulée) is applied rather loosely to different landforms, all of which refer to a kind of valley or drainage zone.

The word coulee comes from the Canadian French coulée, from French word couler meaning “to flow”.)

This is a better view of what the coulees look like around the town (www.uleth.ca)
This is a better view of what the coulees look like around the town (www.uleth.ca)

The pictures below is out my home office window.

**Click on the pictures to get a bigger, better view. It’s worth it! 🙂

And don’t forget to download and read my latest published story at Etherbooks.com.  “House of Mystery” is a two parter with part one ready for download now! Thanks so much!

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Friday Fictioneers ~ May 10

Hello people! I made it back. Whew. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to do FF this week. But I’m squeezing it in today. Better a day late than never, right? Anyway, I would like to thank our gracious Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting again this week. Please click on her name and that will take you to Rochelle’s blog. From there you can read the few rules we have for this great weekly endeavor if you would like to join us. We would be pleased to have you!

Or you can click on Rochelle’s name and scroll down till you see the little blue guy and click on him to go to where you can read lots of great writing all taken from the same picture. It really is fascinating.

THE CHALLENGE:

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

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

Here is this week’s photo and my take on it.

Copyright-Ted Strutz
Copyright-Ted Strutz

 

Genre – General Fiction (100 words)

Helen sat in a booth and nervously sipped her white wine. Everytime a man would walk by she froze, wondering if he was the one. She picked her favorite bar for the meeting. Figured it was safer. After all she was meeting him for the first time.

They had talked on the phone, texted, even emailed each other a time or two. She spotted a few people she knew, but didn’t invite them over. She wanted to talk to him alone.

Sensing him, she looked up.

“Mrs. Smith? Private Investigator Nevins. I have the pictures.”

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Friday Fictioneers ~ May 3

I just had to get in my favorite thing to do. Friday Fictioneers! I missed last Friday due to my moving, so I was not going to miss this Friday! I’m still unpacking, so I decided to take a break and write. I have missed writing so much this past month! Thank goodness I won’t have to go through that again for a long time! If ever……..

So on with the good stuff! Please join us in Friday Fictioneers, it’s a great event every Friday and you will have lots of fun! If you don’t write, read! We have so many talented people participating in this, so please click on our Team Leader’s name (Rochelle Wisoff-Fields) and scroll down and click on the cute little blue guy. He will take you to some fantastic stories, poems or writings, all from the same picture!

THE CHALLENGE:

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

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

 

So here is my flash fiction story, not one of my best I’m afraid. I think I need to get back to practice. 😉

 

Copyright -Kent Bonham
Copyright -Kent Bonham

 

Rachel looked at the wonderfully whimsical facade of  Casa Batllo with wide eyes.  Hearing her name, Rachel looked over to see her best friend rushing to her.  Hugging Rachel, her friend dragged her  to a small crowd of people. She recognized her friends from their mystery theater group, “The Murder Architects”.

They had won the prestigious award for best Mystery Dinner Theater. The greatest from around the world competed for the award. The prize was a week in Casa Batllo under the tutelage of a world-famous director. It was going to be the best week of her life!