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Some People Never Come Back

rusty canoe on a sunny day on a northern lake

PHOTO PROMPT – © Jennifer Pendergast

 

How Aaron and Scott had mocked the old outfitter as they left the store—called him Grizzly Adams and fell into fits of laughter while admiring their new boots and studying the map.

It was Minnesota: land of shopping malls and Vikings football. It was July, for God’s sake. What could possibly go wrong?

Scott was gone now. There was no one to laugh with—not that Aaron would.

The gear was long lost: the canoe, compass, the matches. Even the Bowie knife and the new boots.

And Aaron was finally realizing: the old man was right.

Another edition of the Friday Fiectioneers. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting, and Jennifer Pendergast for the marvelous photo!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sweet Justice – A Sunday Photo Fiction Prompt

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Joe first saw the Saab just east of Des Moines, when it nearly clipped an old Chevy by darting past a busfull of Baptists.

And there it was again, outside of Iowa City. Top down: the woman jabbering on her mobile as she roared on the on ramp, blaring her horn at a shimmying Winnebago.

Around DeKalb, the black convertible had slowed to a crawl. The woman never even paused to look up from her texting as Joe passed her.

Not long after, she was on his tail, laying on the horn before leapfrogging across four lanes of traffic.

Three hundred miles of these antics, her always in a hurry and then inexplicably behind him again, weaving around as if the lane lines were only suggestions.

And so, when he saw her parked at the lakefront bar, he could hardly believe his luck.

Joe nestled his rig inches from the driver door. He chuckled as he got out and admired his parking job. She’d never get into her car, let alone extract it from that spot.

He stretched widely. There’d be no sleeping in the rig for him tonight. No, tonight he’d get himself a nice hotel.

196 words.

This has been a selection for Alistair Forbes’s Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge–where participants are encouraged to contribute 100-200 word flash fiction based on the prompt. To read more or to submit your own, click the blue froggy button.

Any More is Deadly

A Friday Fictioneer fail–this one weighs in at 104 words.

PHOTO PROMPT © G.L. MacMillan.

PHOTO PROMPT © G.L. MacMillan.

Havon was a gentle man. When she’d come by with the swollen eye, he’d made a compress to soothe it. And when she came in crying—two months gone with Mister’s baby—Havon had made her tea.

Today, she’d limped in clutching bruised ribs from where Mister’s boot had landed.

Havon walked to his window and took a bottle from the highest shelf. “Two drops will take away the pain, but any more is deadly.” He handed her the bottle. “I won’t expect to see you back. Not like this.”

She hurried home with the tincture curled into one fist. Mister’s dinner would not be late.

This has been another edition of the Friday Fictioneers–where writers from around the world contribute their own 100-word story for the prompt. To read more stories or submit your own, click the blue froggy button:

To learn about the Fictioneers, visit our talented and gracious host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Broken Promises

PHOTO PROMPT - © Kent Bonham

PHOTO PROMPT – © Kent Bonham

It was where we said goodbye. Where he kissed me on the forehead and we made promises: me to be a good girl and him to be back Friday.

We didn’t even stay to wave goodbye. Mom had a meeting and when she dropped me off at Daisytowne she said, “I don’t know why you’re crying. It’s only three days. Why do you have to be such a brat?”

I couldn’t tell her I knew.

I counted the days anyway. They told us about the crash on Friday night.

After that, I didn’t even try to be a good girl.

This has been another edition of the fabulous Friday Fictioneers, hosted by The gracious Rochelle. This weeks photo courtesy Kent Bonham.

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A Proper Poking

PHOTO PROMPT - © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT – © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“I daresay, you should give it a poking.”

“What a saucy lass you are. Get on the bed and I shall give you a proper poking.”

Danielle fluttered her eyelids and hid her expression. The Duke’s attentions could mean an escape from the kitchen. Who knew? Maybe even nurse… and a room upstairs. But she had to keep his interest.

“Good sir, perhaps instead of the peaches, you’d prefer something sweeter.”

“And what do you recommend?”

“Perhaps a cherry?”

Below, an ambulance blared by the hotel and the Duke broke character. “Can we just get naked? Our reservation’s at 8:00.”

 

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The Door

PHOTO PROMPT © Lauren Moscato

PHOTO PROMPT © Lauren Moscato

First, he’d locked it, but that was not enough. Then he’d nailed on the two-by-fours.

“What’s out there?” Julio asked, peering through the gaps.

“Nothing. Help me move that desk over. In front.”

Julio laughed. “There’s nothing out there but a two-story drop. Whachoo afraid of? You think something’s going to get in?”

“No. No.” That wasn’t it at all. That was crazy. Nothing could get up there—not unless flying alligators started prowling this city. Besides, he had no fear of what might get in.

It was what might get out that concerned him.

This has been another edition of the fabulous Friday Fictioneers, hosted by The gracious Rochelle. This weeks photo courtesy Lauren Moscato.

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CASE STUDY

Time for another installment of Friday Fictioneers, a 100-word flash fiction exercise practiced by writers around the world and hosted by the generous Rochelle.

Friday Fictioneers photo courtesy Erin Leary

Friday Fictioneers photo courtesy Erin Leary

CASE STUDY

Subject: Seven-year-old female child

Parents report subject unable to obey simple household rules. Subject suspected of stealing small household items, including keys and cake.

Parents have witnessed bouts of excessive crying and observed strange ritualized eating behaviors involving said cake.

Subject’s sister reports girl periodically consumes toadstools and/or mushrooms from the yard.

Subject suffers persistent hallucinations and seems preoccupied with chasing wildlife. Patient describes alternating feelings of ‘smallness’ followed by episodes characterized with delusions of grandeur.

Possible diagnoses: Oppositional defiant, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia. Possible dementia triggered by acute poisoning.

Recommended treatment: Electroshock therapy. If hallucinations persist, suggest lobotomy.

 

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