Friday Fictioneers ~~ Jan 3, 2014

Hello people! A new year begins with a whole year of the Friday Fictioneers to look forward to!

I hope everyone had a wonderful New Year’s eve and rocked in the New Year like you wanted. Now today is for relaxing and getting ready to tackle this brand new, sparkly new year the way YOU want to! That’s what I’m doing.

Anyway, most of you know the drill by now, but if I have any new readers, Friday Fictioneers is where a bunch of very talented writers get together every Friday (it actually starts on Wednesdays)  to write a 100 word story based on a picture that some kind soul lets us borrow. One picture, lots of writers writing stories based from the same picture. What you get is a wide range of stories that will make you smile, cry, laugh, shudder (in fear), gasp, shake your head at, and marvel that so many stories can come from one source.

Thanks go out to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for being the kind and benevolent hostess that she is. If anyone is interested in joining us, please click on her name and read her blog for the few rules we go by. If you just want to read many great story tellers, again click on her name and scroll down to the little blue guy and click on him and then read to your heart’s content.

THE CHALLENGE:

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.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

The picture this week is from Rochelle’s daughter-in-law. It’s Rochelle’s grandchild and the dog actually climbs the tree! I believe her as I had a dog who loved to climb trees too. Then she would jump onto the roof of the house and that’s when I would have to rescue her. She could climb trees and come down from trees, but once she was on the roof (one big tree was close to the house) she was helpless. But she was on the small size and would jump right down into my arms. I miss that dog!

dog in tree

 

 

 

Genre: Literary Fiction (100 words)

“Hey Ralph! Can you see it yet?”

“Not so loud! Your mom will hear!”

“Nah, she’s busy with the laundry.”

“She would freak if she knew how well you really talk.”

“Like she wouldn’t freak if she found out her dog talks?”

“Adults don’t hear us animals talk, only special kids do.”

“Well do you see it yet?”

“All I see is the neighbors crazy cat talking to a scared looking mouse.”

“At least he’s just talking.”

“I see it!”

“FedEx is here! Grandma said she was sending me a new toy bike! It’s here!”

“I’m coming down!”

“Hurry up!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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49 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers ~~ Jan 3, 2014

          1. What if you wanted to call your kid George Washington so and so? That George w was a kickass prez ‘but you got the whole George w thing going again. Better off sticking with Ralph.

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