It is Wednesday. I thought, nah… I can’t. I won’t. But then I did. It’s time for Friday Fictioneers and I’m maybe doing a little FanFic at the same time. I cannot remember the last time a book grabbed me so completely. And to think it’s an Audible one to boot. I think it’s thanks to Julie Harris’ fantastic reading of West With the Night that has so enraptured me. I’m maybe halfway through and I so highly recommend it my friends will think I’m a royal pain in the ass. What can I say? I love what I love… So yeah. Na’ama‘s wonderful photo could be used in so many ways. This is mine. Thank you, my NYNF. And thank you, Rochelle for tirelessly rounding us cats up! Click on the frog below to check out what other fabulous 100-stories were created. Or, hey, how about you add your own?
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Dark With the Night
Her light might have been the only one on in the building, not that she cared. A rumble of thunder had her glance through the window, enlightening her to the darkening sky. She mentally shrugged, took a sip of her tea, and re-immersed herself in the boar hunt in Africa…
…the belly of the earth was hot as live ash under our feet. Except for an occasional gust of fretful wind that flattened the high, corn-like grass, nothing uttered…
She sighed. Hemingway was right. “Bloody, wonderful book”.
Good Wednesday afternoon, my readers… First Friday Fictioneers of the year! I know, I know, it’s called Friday FICTIONeers but my sister and niece leave in one hour and, no, I know this is not a picture of a desert, nor a vast plain but hey… it’s what I’m seeing now and it’s not what we look at, but what we see, right? Says so right down there ⇓
Thanks to the comedic duo Rochelle and Russell for their collaboration this week. Do join in on the fun! Just click on the blue frog below to add your 100-word story to the party already going on. Not sure about the rules and regs? Click on Rochelle’s name and get them!
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She Dreamed of Africa
Tracy had no idea what her daughter would choose for their mother-daughter trip. She should have known. Sabrina had the travel bug ever since she saved all monies earned from baby-sitting and selling her necklaces to pay for her high school Guatemala trip. Hers was a laser-beam focus when she had a goal. No Cuba-style-butt-in-the-sand vacation for her!
“Yes, Mom. Tanzania. Glamping Safari in the Serengeti! Then Zanzibar for the beach. We’ll learn how to surf.”
“Great white sharks in those waters, Sab.”
“So? Can’t worry over stuff like that…”
“Can’t wait. It’ll be a trip of a lifetime…”
2005 cruise – The adventuress was born