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 writing party. 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: Literary Fiction (100 words)
Julie looked inside her dad’s workshop and shook her head at the mess.
“Dad, I was after you for years to clean this place up! Now that you’re dead it’s up to me.”
As she looked around, still muttering sadly, her eyes fell on a plaque on a corner table. She stepped closer as she recognized the shells on it. Those were hers from when she was a kid! Her dad kept them all these years.
Julie picked up the plaque and saw written on the back in her Dad’s shaky handwriting.
‘To my daughter who always made an old man proud.’