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Friday Fictioneers ~~ November 22, 2013

Good Friday people! Hope your week was a good one. Mine was super busy as I head into my final lap of NaNo.

I want to apologize for not visiting all the great writers on FF’s. I have been so busy with NaNo and personal stuff that I have neglected my reading in an almost criminal manner. Please know that once all this craziness is settled some in my life I will be back reading and commenting like I used to!

Now onto the Friday Fictioneers! Below is this week’s picture and as always Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is our gracious hostess. Please visit her blog and read her wonderful take on the picture, you’ll be glad you did. Once there and of course after you read her little story, go ahead and click on the little blue critter and read some other great stories. We have some of the finest writers in the blog world with us each week. Don’t believe me? Then go take a look! Just click on Rochelle’s name and off you go for an adventure!




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


Make every word count.

Copyright – Sean Fallon
Copyright – Sean Fallon


Genre:  Mystery (96 words)

“It amazes me the inventive ways some criminals have in disposing their victims.” Detective Reynolds muttered.

“We’ll have to chip off the plaster to get an ID.” Officer Tim stated.

“Wonder who he pissed off. He was a handsome guy, once.”

“Will always be now, after being dipped in plaster.” Officer Tim said as he eyed the victim.

“Dipping him in plaster was enough to kill the guy. Why cut him in pieces too?”

“Easy transport is my guess.”

“Someone has a sick sense of humor though.” Officer Tim pointed to the sign above the door.

‘Manikin Puzzle Shop’







35 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers ~~ November 22, 2013

  1. But I think they got it wrong. The guy WAS cut up before the plastering, or the plaster would have had blood on it. (Call me Sherlock here if you want). There was a horror film once where women visiting a ‘sculptor’ ended up as his sculptures. I think Peter Cushing was in it. Anyway, gruesomely good story. Ann


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