Self-Sufficient – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is here once again.  Rochelle has decided to take a summer break and will be sharing re-runs, which for me, who’s only been around for a bit over a year, are all new.  This weeks submission was suggested by Sandra Crook (love the choice) with photo supplied by Piya Singh.

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©Piya Singh

Genre:  Fiction

Word Count:  100

Self-Sufficient

He’d always preferred the woods over the city.  Oh, he’d done his time in the hustle and bustle of the city.  He’d even held his own, to be sure.  Honestly, it was not where he was happiest.  Give him a cabin in the woods, an axe and his rifle – he’d make do.  Cut his own wood to keep him warm and cook his food.  Shoot whatever game he could find.  Plant a garden to provide his vegetables.  Totally self-sufficient. Could manage on his own.

Trouble with this scenario? He was no Thoreau. He loved people too much and was so lonely.

 

Breaking Infinity – Friday Fictioneers

So… I couldn’t get my thoughts in line for Wednesday so here I am on a Thursday evening, presenting my Friday Fictioneers story.  Funny how you can come up with a title and an idea and then once your fingers hit the keyboard, they go off in a totally different direction.  Had to change my title as it no longer applied.  I think that was the hardest part!  Oh well… Welcome to the craziness that is Friday Fictioneers, as always, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple, author, artist, sound-bite fiction expert…  And this week’s photo is none other than our Sandra Crook, another fabulous and published author.  I feel that by surrounding myself with all these talented people, they will rub off on me…

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©Sandra Crook

Genre:  Fiction (maybe)

Word Count:  100

Breaking Infinity

Chaos has returned to this house

Again

Will. It. Never. End?

Crisis over

All are speaking to each other in a quasi-civil manner

Then, just as things start to really run smoothly

The glass has tipped and it all starts over again

How long has this been going on? she wonders

Have I been caught in some never-ending loop?

As she feels herself being sucked in once more

She stops

She takes a deep breath

She crouches down into a small ball.

And with every ounce of strength she can find

She jumps up, fists raised, and shatters the glass

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As I was writing this, I was inspired by an animation my goddaughter, Kellie Kiakas, did in College.  Thought I would share it with you!

Bound from Kellie Kiakas on Vimeo.

Friday Fictioneers – Take the Leap

Friday fictioneers is here.  I’m a tad late today but all for good reason.  Friendship, sushi and wine!

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, our Hostess with the Mostest, has challenged us to write a 100-word story with beginning, middle and end and it must stand alone.  So here I am, faced with a fabulous photo by Sandra Crook.  Do you feel like trying it out?  It’s a lot of fun – and challenging too!

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©SandraCrook

© Sandra Crook

Word Count:  100

Genre:  Sort of fiction

Take the Leap

She was a strong woman.

It sometimes seemed like nothing was too insurmountable for her.

Resilient became the adjective du jour to describe her.

She just took things in stride, moving one foot in front of the other, regardless of what obstacles were presented.

Through it all, she never totally believed in herself, believing she was incapable.  She allowed others to take the reins and lead her where they would.

It would be so easy to choose this same modus vivendi.  She wouldn’t have to stress about a thing.

Not this time.

She was finally ready to take her leap.