Day Q: #AtoZChallenge

          My Day Q post is recycled from last year,  a short-short story prompted by this photograph by Fatima Fakier Deria, on Friday Fictioneers. The event it's based on occurred in 2002, but it will forever live in infamy.     Day 1 Beautiful . . . waves, sunset . . . Deck … Continue reading Day Q: #AtoZChallenge

Day N: Now #AtoZChallenge

          NOW   “The convention center? Well, go about six blocks, to where the old movie house used to be–the one that burned in ’87–What’d you say, Fred?” “Now it’s condos. The Oaks.” “Oh, that’s right. Well, just before the condos, turn left. When you get to where the Masonic lodge … Continue reading Day N: Now #AtoZChallenge

Friday Fictioneers: Used to Be

The Friday Fictioneers Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photograph.   * USED TO BE "The convention center? Well, go about six blocks, to where the old movie house used to be--the one that burned in '87--What'd you say, Fred?" "It's The Oaks now. Condos." "Oh, that's right. Well, just before the condos, turn right, and when you … Continue reading Friday Fictioneers: Used to Be

100-Word Story: Pogo Stick

Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.   I heard them talking. Daddy said, She wants a pogo stick. Mama said, She has enough presents. Santa brought a pogo stick. Daddy smiled. Sturdy. We went outside. Mama frowned. Don't fall. She's fine. Daddy lifted me on. I bounced. The pogo stick didn't. Daddy frowned. Spring's tight. You're … Continue reading 100-Word Story: Pogo Stick

100 Words: I Told You–

Friday Fictioneers: Write a 100-word story based on the prompt.     Screams pierced the air. The woman dropped her trowel and raced across the yard. “What happened?" Pushing through a ring of children, she lifted the crying child, examined the swelling lip. A Greek chorus erupted. “--wasp--” “--hydrant--” “--stung--" “Lisabeth, I told you not to drink from the hydrant.” Then, … Continue reading 100 Words: I Told You–

‘Shrooms

Friday Fictioneers 100 words Friday Fictioneers Prompt. Copyright Erin Leary.John ambled into the kitchen. "What's cooking?" "Mushroom gravy." Mary kept stirring. John frowned. "Toadstools. Fungi. Dorothy Sayers killed someone with Amanita." "These are morels." She added salt. "Everybody eats mushrooms." "I don't." "Suit yourself." He sat down. "Where'd you buy them?" "I picked them." "You?" "Aunt Helen helped. She knows 'shrooms." Mary held … Continue reading ‘Shrooms

100 Words: Lovestruck

Friday Fictioneers: Write a 100-word story based on the prompt. When Derek fell for LucyMae, he immediately introduced her to his wife. "Look, Mandy." His tone was reverent; his eyes betokened lust. "Isn't she gorgeous?" "Good gosh." Mandy touched the hull. "Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink. Where does the albatross sit?" "Hydrate her, the … Continue reading 100 Words: Lovestruck

100 Words: Nothing But Gray

Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the prompt. ***** Nothing But Gray Paul stood, hands in pockets, looking out. She's set four places again, he thought. And she sits in a different chair now, doesn't talk, just looks out the window at nothing but gray stone. She brought in a covered dish. … Continue reading 100 Words: Nothing But Gray