Save the Aliens – Friday Fictioneers – 01/05/18

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Bobby checked his watch, panic showing in his eyes. He was scrambling around, trying to connect as many tubes as quickly as possible.

“Thanks for believing me!” he shouted to Annie.

She didn’t. But for the moment it didn’t matter. She loved him and that was enough.

“Tell me once more why we are doing this?”

“Minstar Kaley showed me the plans of the Red League to eliminate all the Dakki on earth. This will allow their escape. I pledged my loyalty to the Dakki after they saved my life.

Annie was speechless. Love only goes so far you know.

 

 

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Eight Heads to Cover – Friday Fictioneers – 12/20/17

 

 

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For the mother of octuplets there is nothing more stressful than finding eight outfits exactly alike. Carrie wouldn’t have bothered if it weren’t for the contract with the Cosmo Kramer Agency which had all but totally financed her brood’s first decade of life. Sure there was a ton of public appearances and commercials, but how many dollars had they provided?

Carrie’s anxiety faded when she entered the store her friend Elise recommended. She smiled when she saw the stacks of hats before her. Finding eight matching hats would be no trouble this year.

“You want all eight?” the clerk asked.

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For those that have answered the call for the Christmas themed flash I mentioned today is the day we begin. You can find the link to the challenge here:

Christmas Character Origin Story Flash Challenge

 

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Another Frozen Love Story – Friday Fictioneers – 12/08/17

It was the 8th day of December when Sydney finally got her long awaited engagement ring. Zac had to wait until everything was coated in ice to hatch his plan to replicate the scene from her favorite movie. When he called she was eager to respond.

“Are you going to tell me why we have to be out here?” Sydney  asked.

Zac couldn’t believe she hadn’t clued in yet. He carefully led her out to the tree and bench where her surprise awaited.

“You know, there is something familiar about this. Oh . . .oh my!” She said when it came together.

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Right now I’m in Belize on the backend of a 7 day mission trip, but when I  return I will post the details of my Christmas Origin Story Fiction Challenge. All are invited.

You Can’t Hide Time – Friday Fictioneers – 11-24-17

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A perpetual clock should have been a good thing and it was for years, until Emily decided she was done with Jake’s shenanigans. When she packed her things and left while he was away for his “boy’s weekend” he began to resent the clock and it’s reminder of what he lost. He couldn’t bring himself to sell the clock, so he had to find somewhere it would be out of sight and out of mind.

The list of hiding places grew as the robust clock continued to sound its tones.

“Emily you always had to have the very last word!

 


 

 

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For those that have answered the call for the Christmas themed flash I mentioned before I want to share the theme today. I am thinking about an origin story for your favorite Christmas character. Santa, Mrs. Claus, the elves, the reindeer and yes, even Frosty are fair game. I won’t fuss if you pull in Yukon Cornelius, the Abominable Snowman or any other Christmas character from movies or television. Just keep it solidly with a Christmas theme.

 

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Burn the Proof! – Friday Fictioneers – 11-17-17

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Photo copyright – J. Hardy Carroll

 

Eloise shook her head as she looked at her watch. The response time of the fire departments were quicker than she planned. She needed the contents of 1900 Clement Street to be completely consumed by the fire she initiated. She was sure there was no chance it would be considered arson, she was just that good. But the incriminating files within the office of J.J. Hill’s private investigation firm on the second floor needed a good amount of heat to perish.

She could see the sneaky private eye with his hands on his head wondering what he was going to do.

 

 


 

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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Work On Those Leg Muscles, Arthur! – Friday Fictioneers – 11-10-17

 

 

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Photo copyright – Marie Gail Stratford

 

When Arthur received the news about his promotion he was ecstatic. Fifteen years of long days, short weekends and hard work meant he got to move to the big city. Of all the new things he thought about the fear of elevators was not included.

Being trapped in one for sixteen hours as a child created frequent nightmares. Now he stood looking at his new work locale, which towered above him like a never-ending high-rise.

“Hello. I am Arthur Frank. Can you tell me where I can find the Harmon Group?”

“Yes They’re on floor 49.”

“One more thing, the stairs?”



 


 

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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Gambling with Candlesticks – Friday Fictioneers – 11-03-17

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Simon stood confounded as he eyed the odd collection of candle sticks. There was every color, size and shape, but for the life of him he could not remember which was the one his mother and father preferred. They were the ultimate traditionalists, believing if not like always it was only wrong.

Suzy was new in his life and to this tradition, but she tried to be supportive.

“I am sure any of these will do the job,” she offered.

“If only it was so simple,” Simon sighed.

“You have returned honor to our family,” dad said two hours later.

 

 



 

 

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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Get With the Program, Little Coud – Friday Fictioneers – 10-27-17

 

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Photo copyright – Roger Bultot

 

“Hello Cloud Father,” the young puff of clouds said.

“Why do you refuse to resemble other clouds. Are you embarrassed of your heritage?”

“No Cloud Father, not at all.”

“You look more like the alien that swoops through us with no regard for our place in the sky.”

“You mean Superman?”

“That’s what “they” call him?”

“Yes.”

“I want you to consult the master manual of cloud shapes and select an appropriate form, do we understand each other?”

“Yes Cloud Father, I will do so immediately.”

Cloud Father waited until his young charge moved away before morphing into a bunny.


 

 


 

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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My Big Brother Made Me Do It – Friday Fictioneers – 10-20-17

 

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Willie wasn’t very thrilled about the concept of a little brother. Then his friends at school explained how he could redirect the wrath of his parents for his mischief to the new progeny who enjoyed boundless grace. From that moment Willie saw an avenue to increase the mischief quotient exponentially.

“You see that limb?” Willie asked Kenny. “We want it to bounce off.”

Willie smiled as his brother practiced and perfected the method.

Soon his  least favorite teacher approached, so he urged Kenny to try again. By now Kenny was nearly expert.

“OWWW!” they heard someone scream.

“Run!” Willie advised.

 


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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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