Tag Archives: Friday Fictioneers
Patterns of life #flashfiction
Today’s contribution to Friday Fictioneers’ 100 word flash fiction blog hop brought to life by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields In perpetuity. Wasn’t that the commitment? Day after day of togetherness. Except Muriel had married a mathematician and one obsessed with fractals. The patterns she loved. He generated pictures, turning shapes into works of art, covering the walls […]
Re-calculating – #fridayfictioneers
Hundred words! This week’s Friday Fictioneers’ post, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and the prompt…. Re-calculating! He’d begun the journey on a highway. Then, when an accident had barred his way, he’d followed the sage advice of his GPS. Re-calculating! He glared at the titchy screen and the red marker, which hadn’t moved. One road after […]
Going viral – #flashfiction
My contribution to Friday Fictioneers’ 100 word story – thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting. Some wore balaclavas, others Halloween masks or nylon stockings. He chose a diving helmet. It wasn’t the most practical thing. He got stuck in windows. It was heavy, making climbing walls a challenge and it obscured his vision. “Why,” […]
The Dam – #flashfiction #fridayfictioneers
Welcome! My contribution to this week’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction – 100 word story – hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. “Keep going,” Sam yelled. “We’ve got to save the town.” The line of stones shifted, some tumbled into the water. Sam’s gang worked hard to shore up the defences. The deadline was five o’clock. White froth […]
Left behind #flashfiction
This week’s contribution to Friday Fictioneer hosted by Rochelle Wisolf-Fields. When the whistle blew, the driver pointed at the clock and pleaded with him, “Now, man. Come on.” In response, he tipped his hat and bowed. “I’ve worked here forty years. Where will I go?” The steam spewed out of the engine and the wheels […]
Battle weary
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and a chance for bloggers to share flash fiction tales. This picture conjured up some closer to home memories. My dad keeps a toilet on the patio. Mum groaned the day it arrived. She encouraged other plants to grow up around it, hoping they might crush the […]
All gone for now
It could have been the sun, or the tops of the buildings, but I chose the foreground. Hope you enjoy my 100 word flash fiction challenge brought to you by Rochelle. The bin man collected the rubbish today. He took away the crushed cans And water bottles, The sweet wrappers, Bottle tops and half-eaten […]
Open waters
Time flies and I forget to keep up. Here’s a little flash fiction and the photo prompt comes from Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Amanda hated frogs. Tiptoeing around the edge, she squished her toes back inside her sandals. How to tell Finlay? “Could we…” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “I’m sorry. This isn’t […]
Product team meeting
Hello to Friday Fictioneers! Today’s picture prompt started a chain of thoughts. I used to work, years ago, for a humongous consumer products company… “Look at this photograph. Tell me what you see?” Not the view. We’re not here for that. “Pumps. Gels. Liquids” “So why are we still making bars of soap?” Think […]
Minimalist
Been absent for far too long, so to break back into things, I’m jumping into Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo prompt and my 100 word tale. “Well, what do you think?” He eyed it, stood over it, but didn’t touch it. “It’s stripy.” “Yeah, I thought it would spice up your office.” A colourless shell […]
The Quiet Writer 