Friday Fictioneer is where around 100 people write a 100 word story based on the same picture. It’s a wonderful way of honing your writing craft or just reading some great writers.

Rochelle is our fearless leader in this shindig. Thank you Rochelle!  Click on Rochelle’s name and it will take you to her blog. That’s where you can read her amazing stories every week, or you can scroll down till you meet the blue critter, click on him and be taken to a land of many stories. Or even better join us!

 

 

 

 

Genre: Fantasy (100 words)

 

” Who took the last furcicle? How can I finish my spell without it?”

Jazzy was concentrating on her own spell, if she didn’t get it right this time she was going to fail spell casting 201. She couldn’t let that happen! Turning towards Maise, she replied,  “Just go and find another! You know how you always are so good at finding those obscure ingredients.”

“I suppose I’ll have to or I’ll never finish. I know just where to look too!” Maise exclaimed, whisking out the door.

 

Maise patiently looked in all her secret locations.  “There’s one!”

She knew the fair always had one lying around.