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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All or Nothing – Flash fiction for Aspiring Writers – 10/10/17

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Penelope’s heart sunk when they approached the door. This was the last known safe haven for miles and the coding was clear, there was only space for three more souls here.

Jerome saw her face, so he immediately tried to reassure her. He pointed at the smiley face with an optimistic tone from his lips. “I see four!”

“They were rushing!” Penelope said through tears. She looked at her small children whom she huddled closer to her body. “It’s all of us or none,” she declared.

Jerome knocked at the door with the rhythmic combination last communicated.

 

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 10/17/17


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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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That Bird Sounds Like My Wife – Friday Fictioneers – 10-13-17

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Doug loved birds from his youth. He was fascinated by them. The way they could fly was so thrilling. But he disliked their shrill sound. Years of schooling in ornithology prepared him to change the one negative.

Some called him a monster. But Doug persisted, just wanting to fully enjoy his passion.

“Subject number 99762P. Let’s see what you have little fellow,” Doug said to the latest test subject.

“Who do you think you are messing with my voice!”

Doug’s shock nearly allowed him to miss his wife’s uproarious laughter. She had hid a tiny speaker under the bird’s wing.


 

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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Barging Through – Flash fiction for Aspiring Writers – 10/10/17

 

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Photo copyright – BarbCT/Gallimaufry

 

No one would ever suspect the barge. Hundreds of barges traveled the channel ever day. Even if the police suspected this means they could never check every single one. A plan came together quicker than anyone could imagine and the waiting game began.  There would be one hundred twenty-three anxious minutes to stomach before the precious cargo would be safe.

“This is an ingenious plan!” Artie declared.

“I will let you know my feelings in one hundred twenty-four minutes,” Wesley said.

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 10/10/17


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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Late For Your own Engagement Jilly – Friday Fictioneers – 10-06-17

 

 

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Photo copyright – Ted Strutz

 

It was the perfect place, and the perfect time. He even had Uncle Ted’s blessing, not just to use the boat, but to ask the girl. Uncle Ted had been his replacement family after the awful incident that claimed his parents. Yes, it would be perfect. . . if Jilly was on time.

To say she could be late was like saying a turtle could beat a hare, but probably wouldn’t. Kyle had studied the moon rise chart for weeks, hoping to mitigate Jilly’s lateness and still have the moon when he proposed.

He checked his watch as the orb moved upward.


 

 

 

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Who to Help – #Flash4Storms – 10/03/17

Russ shook his head as he rolled slowly through the mounting water. On his trailer was a boat large enough to rescue many, but the queue of desperate souls seemed overwhelming. Where should he start? How could he leave anyone needing? Tears filled his eyes with the reality he understood.


I hope Sarah will forgive me for lifting this directly from her blog page, but I freely admit it is hers and want as many as possible to join in.

 

Harvey, Irma, Maria… These hurricanes have hit hard, leaving massive damage in their wakes. Here’s how you can help:

 

1. Write a piece of flash fiction in 50 words or less with the theme: Help 

(This can be any sort of assistance, support, encouragement, or a story of someone or something that needs help. You do not need to use the prompt word. Be creative! It can be 50 words, 15 words…even a six-word story. Anything goes provided it is prose up to 50 words. It doesn’t have to be sunshine and rainbows but keep it PG and friendly.)

2. Add a new post on your blog with your flash fiction and the hashtag #Flash4Storms in the title

3. Link to this post

4. Leave a comment here with a link to your post so I know you’ve participated

5. Help spread the word on social media with the hashtags:

#Flash4Storms

#LemonSharkCharity

Lily’s Heart – Flash fiction for Aspiring Writers – 10/03/17

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Photo copyright – Elaine Farrington Johnson

 

Lily became famous with her simple sign. No amount of dissuasion by her father made a difference. There was gallons of determination coursing through her six year old mind. Of course she did not understand the why, but she knew it was something that should not happen here or anywhere else. She didn’t care of she was the only kid, she wanted to show the victims her loving heart.

 

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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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Blasted Interweb Will Doom Us All – Friday Fictioneers – 09-29-17

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Benjamin used to love to come here everyday, because his dreams lived here. Once upon a time this place was where state of the art was born. But that was too many moons ago, back before the blasted interweb took over the world. Whenever the inevitable conversation at the local coffee counter began about what was sure to ruin world Benjamin would jump in with his interweb theory.

“Amazon will doom us all!” he declared.

“Twenty-five years ago you said it would be Wal-Mart,” his friend Lucius said.

Thirty-five ago it was Montgomery Ward’s,” Kevin laughed.

“You are ingrates!”


 

 

 

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I Spy My Contact, Maybe – Flash fiction for Aspiring Writers – 09/26/17

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Photo copyright – Shivamt25

 

Julie wasn’t sure she was cut out for this cloak and dagger stuff. Sure James Bond was a man and he made it look much more glamorous, especially the way he would sweep a gorgeous woman off her feet and into his bed. But so far in her experience real life espionage was much more mundane.

Now here she was looking for her mysterious contact named “Crust”. She was unsure if it was meant to be a metaphor or something more ironic, but either way she struggled to identify anyone who she though might fit the bill. She thought about the cryptic message she received four hours earlier and studied the room again.

There. The coffee cup with the round rim glasses on it. That was the key. Whoever sat there would be the one. She pulled out her compact to touch up her make up, thinking it would make her blend while she waited.

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 09/26/17


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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