Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Still Waters

© Dale Rogerson

He stood in the first flush of the morning savoring a moment of calm contemplation.  

All that could be heard was the gentle swishing sound of the water lapping softly at the bank of the lake.  The damp smell of the marshy wetlands permeated the air as he watched birds skim over the surface of the lake. 

After a lifetime of work tucked in cloistered rooms he felt a sense of peace as never before.  Popping out hesitantly from the water was the central leg of the swivel armchair and its ergonomic backrest.

The boss fortunately was in deeper waters.

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers  Word Count : 100.  

Once you see the chair you can't 'unsee' it.  To read what the other Friday Fictioneers saw click here

Thursday, October 22, 2015

The Travelling Companions

PHOTO PROMPT © Ron Pruitt

I see them huddled together waiting to board the bus.  The big guy with a Stetson, the petite dark haired woman; the couple arguing as the entire group stands pretending not to listen.  The flotsam and jetsam bundled together by the authorities on their way out.

My travelling companions, I see the pity in your eyes for me now.  We are about to embark on a journey of self discovery.  It will be one to remember, an exploration of your innermost desires.  But unfortunately in the end there will be only one survivor. 

I look around and pick one out.

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers  Word Count : 100.  

Hurrah time to squeeze in an entry for this busy week.   To travel with the other Friday Fictioneers, click here

And if you can please do read the two 100 word stories I wrote for Narrator International.  A format that I picked with my Friday Fictioneers journey ;-)

Saturday, October 17, 2015

News Flash (Fiction)

I have two flash fiction pieces in Narrator International's Picture It competition

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Betrayed









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Check Mate












I hope you like them

Wednesday, October 07, 2015

The Spring Fair

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

I used to love Spring Fairs and merry-go-rounds.  

Delight in the changing seasons and the happy sounds.  Watching young ones clamber up giant inflatable slides, bounce on jumping castles and spin around on rides.  Their smiles, laughter and tender cherubic faces, such love I felt.  I only carried those toffees to spread the cheer. 

You took it away the day you left.  Such acrimonious tales of lies and falsehoods! How could I explain anything to those unfeeling men?  Those images on my laptop I never looked at them the way they did.

You’ve ruined it all, I loved your kids.
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers  Word Count : 100.  

A return to darkness as I aimed for a disgusting, slimy grovelling voice in this one.

To see the stalls run by other Friday Fictioneers, click here


Friday, October 02, 2015

Of Mice and Woman


PHOTO PROMPT – © Marie Gail Stratford

Once upon a time there was a lady who was afraid of mice.  She couldn’t bear to touch them and just thinking about it made her hyperventilate. 

Her children loved these monochromatic rodents.  They held them all day and wouldn’t even come down at mealtimes.  The children were constantly moving the mice around and pressing their backs with one finger.

One day her husband called a man from Piper Computer Services who exchanged the offending mice with blue minty ones instead.  

She loved her new mouse.

Her husband said “To see you suffer so

From vermin, was a pity. “

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers  Word Count : 100.  

Back home again for the long weekend.  No darkness or musing today.  No one died or got killed, just a silly take on the prompt.

With apologies to Robert Browning

To see what the the other Friday Fictioneers are doing with electronic rodents, click here