Gotta Get the Gun – Friday Fictioneers – 2/27/15

Well hello to all from the snowy mountains of Virginia! Yes, if you are paying attention I began with the same sentence last week. Over the last 10 days we have accumulated 20 inches with more forecast for tonight. What are we to do in such a situation? Visit others’ blogs. We should take this time to support our fellow bloggers and see what is going on online.

Think this winter is not weird? How about a flock of seagulls at least 7 hours inland standing on a snow mound.
Think this winter is not weird? How about a flock of seagulls at least 7 hours inland standing on a snow mound. (Copyright Alpine Acres Press 2015)

Friday Fictioneers is a great place to start. With a measly 100 words we consider a photo offered by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and create a complete story. This week the contributor of said photo is Dawn G. Landau.

Copyright – Dawn G. Landau

For Penelope the decade had seemed twice as long. For 3,659 days she was nobody, an enigma, basically just someone declared to be a daughter, sister, and best friend. But within the confines of her mind none of this equation balanced; until that moment, when all the fuzzy and disjointed memories pooled. Fear, regret and relief mingled.

The trail was exactly as she remembered. She just had to find the old Live Oak where she hid the gun. She slowed when she reached the riverfront, but there was no tree. Instead there stood a playground and picnic area.

“Peace!” Penelope sighed.

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23 thoughts on “Gotta Get the Gun – Friday Fictioneers – 2/27/15

      1. Oh, I see her as a hard cord soldier, struggling with her identity in the years of peace. I think that would be a great start to some serious SF story, where she uncovers that peace was not a peace, but well planned occupation. I don’t know, I am a sucker for SF and strong female characters, not only in body, but in mind, too.

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      2. I think you should give it a shot. First try a short story of 10-12 K words. Then determine how to expand to a novella, and eventually a novel. The hardest part is developing the base story.

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  1. Joe, am I correct that she was going to kill herself but now can’t? Or was going to kill someone, anyway. We don’t have as much snow as you do, at least not now, but we’ve had a lot of bitter cold this year. Stay safe and warm.

    janet

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    1. Janet it is so good to hear from you. as far as as the story it is like an old boss you to say i snookered myself. I really had in mind she was going to kill someone threatening her but the brevity of words kept me from locking it in, so i suppose your idea is just as plausible. Don;t you love it when you stumble into such a gem? brevity

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    2. Janet it is so good to hear from you. as far as as the story it is like an old boss you to say i snookered myself. I really had in mind she was going to kill someone threatening her but the brevity of words kept me from locking it in, so i suppose your idea is just as plausible. Don;t you love it when you stumble into such a gem?

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    3. Janet it is so good to hear from you. as far as as the story it is like an old boss you to say i snookered myself. I really had in mind she was going to kill someone threatening her but the brevity of words kept me from locking it in, so i suppose your idea is just as plausible. Don;t you love it when you stumble into such a gem?

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    1. It is pretty interesting how folks have analyzed this attempt Rochelle. I did not purposely give it a chance to have such a myriad of potential angles, but it seems reading is subjective and different eyes find different plots. I appreciate your reading and leaving the comment.

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