Childhood – Friday Fictioneers

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It’s Wednesday, so I’m Friday Fictioneering!  Yessiree.  This photo by J. Hardy Carroll, chosen by our facilitator by excellence, Rochelle, brought me immediately to childhood.  One like I had.  When times were simpler and freer.

Care to join the party?  Click on the blue frog below to add your 100-word story.  G’head, it’s fun!

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Childhood

“Go outside and play. Be home for supper.” Mom dismissed us to go do what children do.

We went to the park. We played games we invented. We hung upside down on the monkey bars. We played hide-and-seek. We disputed. We negotiated. We settled.

Always too soon, Daddy whistled for us to get home for supper.

We jumped on our bikes, disbanding with promises to be back at the park tomorrow.

Nowadays? Kids aren’t allowed out of sight of their parents’ watchful eyes. Everything is scheduled. They’ve no freedom to figure out how to settle the score on their own.

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #106 – Zodiac

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Who can resist?  Not I…  Thank you, Sammi for hosting this weekly party.

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Zodiac

Challenge

The Age of Aries, also known as

The Age of War, of Fire, and of the Ram.

It has been so since early Babylonian times

and is written in the stars

I am a Warrior Woman,

born under this sign of the Zodiac.

Just the Bridge Then? – What Pegman Saw

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Given the… uh… excitement… going on in Alabama, it was hard to not do so, but I was damned if I was going to go there.  Had to lighten the mood somewhat.

This week Pegman is in Selma, Alabama in the US. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. You’re free to use the photo supplied with the prompt, or take your own tour of Selma via Google Maps. There are both streetview and photospheres at this location.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others at the link up below. Reading and commenting on others’ stories is part of the fun.

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Just the Bridge, Then?

“Was cool to visit New Orleans, wasn’t it? The music, the food. So good. On the drive home, we’re gonna cut across diagonally, driving through Alabama, then Georgia, before heading north.  What’s to see in Alabama?”

“All sorts of civil rights places – kind of ironic. That bridge in Selma. What’s it called?  Oh yeah, Edmund Pettus.”

“Sunday Bloody Sundaaaay!”

“Ha! Funny guy. You know, some of my favourite chick flicks take place in the muds of Alabama.  Let’s go see some of them! ‘Sweet Home Alabama’ – Title says it all, right?”

“Sweet Home Alabama! Girl, I’m coming home to you!  But, no, most of it was filmed in Georgia:  Fayetteville, Crawfordville, Rome.

“Damn. Wait! ‘Fried Green Tomatoes’ is in Alabama except when Idgie saves Ruth from Frank, in Valdosta, Georgia!”

“Nope. Juliette, Georgia.”

“Jeez. I know! ‘My Cousin Vinny’!”

“Monticello—”

“Lemme guess.  Georgia.”

“So, just the bridge, then?”

 

Fields of Green – Crispina’s Creative Challenge

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A lovely Thursday to you all! The sun is shining (finally) but it’s not overly warm. I’ll take it over rain any day! Crispina’s challenge draws me in so… a little poem between our images! Why not?

Far and away, over the fields of green

One could be treated to a lovely scene

Just follow along the flowers of white

A gaggle of geese before they take flight!

First Day Back – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Wednesday morning, my peeps.  Our fearless leader, Rochelle, is gallivanting about Israel, basking in the sun and doing good things, but has not left us totally stranded.  She really wanted us to think of her so she supplied her own photo of her favourite activity.  Her happy place, if you were.  What to do?  It’s not mine!  So, here goes… I “do the best I are”…

Join us with your own 100-word story.  Click on the blue frog below to add your link.  G’head. You know you wanna…

©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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First Day Back

His first day back at the pool after months of therapy filled him with anxiety.  He had an irrational fear of water since the accident.

His thoughts drifted back to that day. Walking out of the locker room, the swim team boys were laughing, ribbing and jostling each other. As a result, he slipped and fell, his back smashing against the side before landing in the pool, head first.  He woke up in the hospital, temporarily paralysed from the waist down.

A shout from his friends shook him out of his reverie. “Yo, Joey! Ready to get your ass whupped?”

 

Route Nationale 5 – What Pegman Saw

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This week Pegman takes us to Madagascar., an island country in the Indian Ocean known for harboring cartoon zoo animals. Okay, just kidding. I’ll leave it to you to find the story in Madagascar. You’ve got up to 150 words, be it prose, poetry, essay, or a brand new format invented by you.

Feel free to use the location supplied in the prompt, or chose your own from the limited amount of photospheres and streetview in Madagascar.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the linkup below.

Raid RN5 – Off Road – @hiluxdago

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Route Nationale 5

“I’ve decided what our next adventure vacation is going to be.  Madagascar!”

“Land of the lemur, of the best vanilla?  Where my favourite Disney movie takes place?  I’m in!”

“I thought you might.  Now, while we are there, we shall participate in the RN5 Run.  It could take up to two-three days to complete.”

“Da hell is that?”

“It’s a route that you can only take by Four-Wheel Drive.  Only the most courageous take it.  We have to time it because it’s completely impassable in January and February.  The first leg is from Soanierana-Ivongo to Mananara and the second is from Mananara to Maroantsetra.  We’ll see sheer cliffs, deep sand, mud (lots of it), jungle, animals, beaches, palm trees.  We’ll cross rivers with man-made ferries, some using old oil drums—”

“Sounds dangerous and stupid.”

“Yeah. So, you in?”

“Hells yes, I’m in!  As long as after, we take it easy.”

Weekend Writing Prompt #105 – Denial

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Weekend Writing Prompt #105

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Wonderful that this is day one of year three of this wonderful prompt.  Thank you, Sammi!

 

“Have you been smoking, Suzie?”

“No, Mémère, why do you say that?”

“Are you absolutely sure you didn’t just smoke a cigarette in the bathroom?”

I had opened the window.  How could she tell?  Indignant denial was proof of my lie.  “No…”

Today, an ex-smoker, I can smell the slightest whiff of cigarette smoke on a person.  How I ever tried to pull the wool over my grandmother’s eyes was naiveté or a brazen act of bravado.

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