PHOTO PROMPT© Roger Bultot
All it took was a momentary flash.
“Friday Fictioneers: The Peeper”
PHOTO PROMPT © Miles Rost
Yes, it’s my voice, but I wrote this in a male persona, so… 😀
Wah…whoa, I’m feeling a bout of vertigo coming on. Where am I? The last thing I remember was walking in the park. Why is everything so big? Continue reading
“Friday Fictioneers: A B.U.G Story”
PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart
I don’t recall what happened. All I remember is walking alongside the river with my fiancee, Mark, on Earth Day when several loud
pop, pop, pop rang in the air. Next thing I knew, I was falling backwards into Mark’s arms, “Leila, what do I do?” He said frantically. Continue reading
“Friday Fictioneers: Earth Day”
PHOTO PROMPT © Anne Higa
I watch as the water drains from the pipe above into the well below. It must be still raining up above, I think. Most of the city must be underwater by now.
“Friday Fictioneers: The World Beneath”
PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox
I should’ve known, Savannah thought as she sat in the cold metal chair of a police interrogation room. She’s thirteen but appears mature for her age. Continue reading
“Friday Fictioneers: Trouble Abroad”
PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast
“What’s with all the gingerbread cookies?” May’s jaw dropped at the sight of the trays of badly decorated gingerbread cookies on the kitchen counter.
“Friday Fictioneers: Prepping for Christmas”
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
Alright, let’s see…
Winter’s night, ground full of snow, she meets him, keels over and dies.
Oh wait, he meets her, faints in her arms and dies???
Ah, what’s wrong with me and death?
I dream about death…
I write about death…
Wait, have I been experiencing bouts of existential crises?
Let’s start over…
The gal is looking to die and the dude helps inject the first dose of lethal injection into her arm and leaves. The next morning, he’s found outside, death by hypothermia.
Wait, didn’t I hear this in a play a few days ago?
Neptune Image by KL CALEY
The statue of King Neptune was the first thing she saw when she arrived at the park. As she stood by the pond, waiting for the guy she’d been texting with to show up for their date, her gaze traveled to the statue in the middle of the pond. She knew who that was unlike many people.
“#Writephoto – Neptune”
PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young
Approaching the Mystical Tree, she whispered, “Grandfather?” Slowly, a white, bony hand emerges.
“You’ve come, child.”
“Yes and I brought nourishment.” She handed him the bags of blood. Thirstily, he devoured bag upon bag. “I wish I brought more.”
“You did good, child. I will be satiated for days. Besides, it isn’t as though I have anywhere to be other than this prison.”
“I’m working on getting you out of this horrid place, grandfather. I promise I will get you out.”
He chuckled, “Five centuries of imprisonment and it still feels like yesterday when the old bat cast the spell.”
PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr
I am the epitome of true love. For almost 25 years, he had dominated my dreams. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see him in my dreams. Whenever I looked up at the stars, his face would be the only one I saw.
“Friday Fictioneers: Soulmates”
Photo by Luca Nardone on Pexels.com
I opened my eyes and felt my heart leap from my chest as I stared into the foggy abyss.
I am acrophobic. Who’s idea is this? Continue reading
“Photo Challenge #357: The Dream”
Credit: Sue Vincent
Wee, I laugh as I soar across the sky. This is fun, much more fun than being a human. Wee… Continue reading
“Appointment of a Fun-sucker #writephoto #shortstory #flashfiction #humor”
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
Sitting in her car, Shelley debates whether she should go in.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Hoping for Guidance”
PHOTO PROMPT© Sandra Crook
“Welcome to the future!” A large headline flashes before me. I suppress a laugh.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: History Test”
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
With her hand in mine, my daughter and I walk toward the Ferris wheel. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: To Conquer a Fear”
PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala
“How dare you destroy my precious piano?”
Grandma? I wanted to say but my lips had turned to jello. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Grandma’s Piano”
PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr
“My husband is missing, you must help me!” I pleaded in broken French.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Missing in France”
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
I live in a doomed world, I think grimly as I huddle in the dark corner of the Red Mountain Market and Deli, my go-to grocery store some 20 years ago. Teeth clattering, hands shaking, I reach into my jacket pocket for my trusty bottle of Ibuprofen. Great, final two. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Doomed World”
Photo by Pelly Benassi on Unsplash
I had originally planned to present this story at Toastmasters (a club to practice public speaking) last October but I was so busy at the time that I couldn’t get it written in time. It’s my take on one of my favorite Edgar Allen Poe’s short-stories which I think it was perfect for Halloween. Continue reading “Storytelling Speech: Tell Tale Heart – My Interpretation”
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
“Tell me how you find these again?” Jen asked.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Secret Admirer”