A Way Out – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday morning, my Readers!  Yep, it is snowing again.  The upside is, it is only -9°C (16°F), with barely a windchill of -11°C (12°F) – positively balmy compared to the past few days!  AmIright?  To keep us warm – those of us “enjoying” winter, how’s about a little story?  A thank you must go out to Rochelle for keeping this show going for nigh on seven years now, and to Ted Strutz, for sharing this wonderful photo.

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A Way Out

After days of walking in the woods, creating shelters out of twigs and leaves, Georgie was thrilled to see the old car.

“Hey, Fred! Looks like we found tonight’s shelter!”

“Yeah, well, I dunno.  If the windows are intact, it will be great, if not, we’ll be no better off than we’ve been so far.”

“Spoilsport.  Cushions for our poor hips!”

“Gotta hand it to you, Georgie; you are the most positive person I know.”

“You want positive?  How ’bout this?  Tomorrow, you MacGyver it and we get the hell outta here!”

“There’s positive, and there’s dreaming in Technicolor, Babe.”

Vacation in Roswell, New Mexico – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday-Friday, my peeps!  You know it, it’s Friday Fictioneers time!  This week I’m doing something new.  Frank over at A Frank Angle, wanted to play indirectly by suggesting a collaboration of sorts with me.  I send him this week’s photo prompt, he then gives me the title or idea.  So voilà!  This here is the result 😉  I really did try to stay away from dialogue.  Couldn’t do it for this one. Hope y’all don’t mind!

Thank you always to Rochelle for keeping us in line – or doing her best to 😉 .  This week, she chose this photo from Ted Strutz.  Thank you, Ted, for allowing us to use and abuse it for this challenge!

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Vacation in Roswell, New Mexico

“You have GOT to be kidding me.”  Shanna watched Charlie set up his camera and tripod in the middle of the field, using the car lights to see.

“What?  So far, we have done all the stuff you wanted to do:  Farmer and Artisan’s Market, Peco Flavors Winery, and we toured the International Air Center – ok, that was for me.  Still, can’t I just do this?

Shanna sighed.  “Yes, of course.  But c’mon, you know it was proven that it wasn’t a UFO that landed way back in ’47.”

“So they say, Shanna, so they say. Can’t hurt to look, right?”


Astronomer in Waiting – Friday Fictioneers

Good Thursday evening (here anyway!) my peeps!  Today’s FF is brought to you by Ted Strutz‘ fabulous photo, as chosen by our stellar leader, Rochelle.

Took me a while to come up with something.  Sheesh!  Think you have a great idea to go with this most interesting photo?  Then do come and join our rowdy bunch.  Just click on the Blue Frog to add your 100-story link.  Or, at the very least, check out other stories.  They are varied and imaginative, of that you can be sure!

Till then, as this is the last Friday Fictioneer of the Year, please allow me to wish each and every one of you a most wonderful and Happy New Year!  Here’s to 2018!

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Astronomer in Waiting

She walked into the backyard and did a double-take.

“What the…..?”

“It’s a solar system from another galaxy.  You like?”

“Wow.  It’s definitely out of this world, that’s for sure.  And.  Um.  Why?”


“I’ve entered a ‘Young Astronomers Of Tomorrow Contest’.  What do you think?”

“It is amazing.  Where did you get all the parts and do they move?”

“Uncle John told me I could have whatever I wanted from his garage and voilà!  And yes it does, watch this!”

Kellie pressed a button and all began to twist and turn.

Mom’s jaw dropped.  “You will go far in life.”

Starting Over – Again **Friday Fictioneers**

Good Wednesday-Friday, my Peeps!  I thought I’d have to wait until tonight to write my FF but got cancelled from work because of lack of golfers.  Woot!  Ah, celebrations were short-lived.  They realised that by cancelling me for 11, they would be short for 4.  Oh well, at least it gave me a few extra hours to ruminate over this lovely picture supplied by Ted Strutz by our illustrious leader, Rochelle.  I confess I totally was inspired by a fellow blogger’s own post from last week.  So, thank you, Raye.  I hope you don’t mind!

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Genre:  Fiction inspired by real events

Word count:  Toujours 100

Starting Over – Again

It happened just about every three years.  She couldn’t explain it and didn’t bother trying.  The urge to pack up and move to a new place was strong.  It wasn’t for the money because basically she exchanged four quarters for a dollar.  It wasn’t because she couldn’t forge friendships with her neighbours.  All started with exchanges of food goodies and plants and moved to dinner parties.

Suddenly, the itch started and wouldn’t be ignored.  Again the procedure of selling the old and finding a new, usually, one town over.

This time was different.  The island would keep her longer.


Wait For Us! – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday, dear Readers.  Hope your first day of Summer is filled with sunshine (for those of you in the northern hemisphere, that is) or at least, like me, with bits and spurts of sunshine between showers!  If you are in the southern hemisphere, hopefully your first day of winter is nice and mild.

We are once again gathered for a weekly 100-word story-telling session from folks all ’round the world.  Pretty darn cool, if you ask me.  And if you don’t, well that’s okay too.

Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for keeping all us ducks in a row and this week, thank you to Ted Strutz for a photo that brought me back a few years to an event that is quite a memorable one.  Sadly I can only give you bits and spurts but let me assure you, the longer version is a hoot and a half.  Hopefully this one still comes through as funny.

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Genre:  Remembery (yes, I decided to call it that)

Word count:  100 – always

Wait For Us!

After spending the day in Sint Maarten, we gave ourselves 60 minutes to return the Jeeps and make our way to the cruise ship.

Traffic jam!  In “downtown” Philipsburg?  Really?  Over the walkie-talkie, Sébastien said,  “If I make a move, will you follow?”

“Right”, said Mick, “Follow!  You’re crazy! We’re not even moving!”

“Just follow me!”

Movie-like, Sébastien, shifted to the left onto the sidewalk and drove past the traffic jam, pedestrians scattering in all directions.

We three families followed, dropped off the Jeeps and ran like crazy up the pier.

“Wait for us!!!” we yelled before the ship pulled away.

The Punishment – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday, my reader peeps!  Friday Fictioneers is here and after a little bit of joking around last week, I decided to write something silly.  Hope you get a wee laugh.

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Genre:  Silly (I dare not say hysterical) Fiction

Word count:  100

The Punishment

He came to, bum numb and shoulders aching.  He tried to stand up but couldn’t. What the hell?

Oh, I see you are awake, my Scottish friend.  Comfy?

Why am I tied to this chair yards from shore? What have I done?

You kill or torture innocents weekly.  And you mock my typos. I promised our leader I was going to do you in this week!

Oh really?  And you choose this numpty way? You should read more of my stories for inspiration!  Besides, killing off people is not your style.

Well yes, I do know that.  But I promised.


It’s a Choice – Friday Fictioneers

Hello, hello!  Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, brought to you on a Wednesday by our lovely hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, artist and author of growing renown.  This week, she has given us a most interesting photo submitted by Ted Strutz.   What do you see?  If you care to let us know what this image brings to mind, please do no hesitate to join our special family by clicking on the blue frog and submitting it!  No?  Just want to snoop and read?  Well, here, it is not a criminal offense, so do go ahead!

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Genre:  Fiction

Word Count:  100

It’s a Choice

You drive me crazy, you know that?

Why, what did I do now?

“Miss Positive”.  Heaven forbid you get mad and rant…

Of course I get mad!  I refuse to stay there.  We all have the same choice.  Focus on the negative or focus on the positive and beauty in the world.  The choice is always ours.

You’re so bloody naïve; people will take advantage of you!

Maybe. Better naïve than cynical, I say.  Besides, isn’t that negative weight getting heavy?

Pffft.  Let’s just hide the shitty reality with flowers while we’re at it.

Not hide, choose what you see.

Friday Fictioneers – Round and Round

Word Count:  100

Hostess with the Mostest of Friday Fictioneers:  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Photo Prompt:  © Ted Strutz

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Oh, that’s the new ride at LaRonde, Daddy!  Can we go on it…. Please?

Only if you’ll come on the Vampire with me, next!  Deal?

Oh, but Daddy, that one goes upside down… You know I don’t like the upside down ones!

Ahhh… but this one goes ’round and ’round and you know I don’t like the ’round and ’round ones!

They got on the ride and off it went, spinning faster and faster.

Isn’t this fun, Daddy? … Why are you green?

Suddenly, it started to rain.  All rides closed until the rain stops!

The boy grinned. Too bad, Daddy!

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