Friday Fictioneers: Revenge is Better with Wine

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Friday Fictioneers: There’s No Getting Well From That

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What do you see # 133 – The Story of Us

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What do you see # 127 – Another Love Story

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#Writephoto – At Last Reunited

Boats – Image by KL Caley

Trevor has been coming to this side of the docks every day for the last year, always hoping he would spot her boat but deep down, he knew she’s never coming back.

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Friday Fictioneers: Belle

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

“Is it Halloween already?” I watch the truck full of hay bales rolls through the normally tiny sleepy French town.

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Talk about that dream…

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There’s a lost dream somewhere – one where I had imagined myself as an adult, getting married, having children, living in one of those suburbs with identical houses – where did that dream go? Is it cheesy to think this dream would be my happily ever after?

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Friday Fictioneers: Earth Day

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.

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Friday Fictioneers: Soulmates


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.

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Photo Challenge #354: Together at Last

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She opened her eyes and sat up. Where am I? What is this place? She wondered as she looked out the window of the house. The house was surrounded by wheat fields.

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Friday Fictioneers: Ticket to the Art Exhibit

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot


I was at work when my secretary knocked and presented me with a white envelope. “A gentleman dropped this off for you.” I accepted the envelope as my secretary hastily retreated. I rolled my eyes. Why is everyone in this building afraid of me? 

Inside the envelope was an orange construction paper. The words, Really to see me in the dark? were printed front and center. I instantaneously knew what this was. I couldn’t believe he got me admission to my favorite art exhibit. Suddenly, I could care less about who was lurking outside my office. I must jump for joy.

(100 words)

Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.

Friday Fictioneers: Anniversary Present


He led me through the woods blindfolded, wanted to show me his gift for our anniversary. I felt giddy, wondering what it could be. Heck, it can be anything. He’s an artist after all. “Are we there yet?”

“Almost,” my sweet husband whispered in my ear, “Now, step to your right,” I obeyed as he untied the blindfold. Before me stood a creation. I don’t know what it was but it was a creation all right. It was made from bicycle wheels and CD’s. “Do you like it? This is a light reflector because you are the light of my universe.”


(100 words)

Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: True Romance

Before he went into hiding, he promised that he would come back to find me when it was safe. “How will you find me?” I asked.  Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: True Romance”

Friday Fictioneers: Love Always

PHOTO PROMPT © Kelvin M. Knight

“I’m going to step out for a few minutes, babe. If you want something to eat, I’ve made you a sandwich.”  Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Love Always”

Friday Fictioneers: One-Nighter

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

It happened almost instantaneously. She was sitting at the bar when he walked in. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: One-Nighter”

Friday Fictioneers: Another Day


Dear Diary,

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Flash Fiction – First Crush

This is a fiction/non-fiction take on the day I found out a boy has a crush on me. I think it’s a fun and humorous story to re-post. The story’s true but I just added some humor into the dialogues and it took weeks to happen, not in a day.  Continue reading “Flash Fiction – First Crush”

Friday Fictioneers: To Get Over a Heartbreak

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

What’s going on in here? She wondered as she turned on the lights and blew out the candles. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: To Get Over a Heartbreak”

Friday Fictioneers: The Last Moments

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Grandma opened her eyes for the last time that night, then she recalled, Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Last Moments”

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Improvisation


Toby looked out the living-room window of the apartment, “Why are those men pulling down that tree?” He asked.  Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Improvisation”

Friday Fictioneers: Who says horses don’t get cold?

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“Will Josh be okay, daddy?” Kylie asks, staring out the living room window. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Who says horses don’t get cold?”

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Perfect Moment


“Come on, we’re going to be late.” David said, helping Laura into the car and running to the driver seat.   Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Perfect Moment”

Three Lines Tale: The Shooting Game


Standing still, his knuckles are white and pale as her giggle echoes through the labyrinth.  Continue reading “Three Lines Tale: The Shooting Game”