Friday Fictioneers 3-27-2015


Rachel sat quietly on the grass watching her grandparents play in the orchestra/band. She came here every Saturday night without fail. She loved coming to the community gazebo and watching her grandparents play their violins for whoever wanted to listen.

She tucked her legs underneath her further and grinned as she remembered that they didn’t even know she was there. After all, she died 3 days after her birth. How could they even know what she looks like?

“Oh well,” she thought, fluttering her wings, “they will be meeting me soon enough.”

(92 words)

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, author of the blog, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers. She gives us a photo prompt and challenges us to write a worthy story of 100 words or less.

I would like to challenge you to read the stories gathered in Rochelle’s challenge because it is filled with many awesome writers producing fantastic stories. My story is but a grain of sand in a pond filled with gems.

If you would like to read some of the stories or contribute a story to the challenge, click on the link below. (The blue froggy button will take you into the story grid):

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Friday Fictioneer – Tea Party

Bunny Bear was sitting smugly at the table while Mrs. Butters quietly drank her tea. Mary Ella graciously poured more tea for Bunny Bear and Mrs. Butters, placing a tea cake on each of their plates.

“Momma said we can have our tea in my own kitchen.” Mary Ella said to the stuffed dolls. “But, she said we can’t go out into the forest.”

Bunny Bear coughed into her fist and Mrs. Butters shifted in her seat and asked for more tea.

“So, you both must stay here.”

They watched as she made her descent into the bowels of the forest.

(101 words)

Friday Fictioneer is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff Fields, blog master of “Rochelle Wisoff Fields – Addicted to Purple.”

She presents us with a photo for the base of our story and challenges us to write a story with a beginning, middle, and an end in less than 100 words.

It’s fun and challenging and you are welcome to participate. If you would like to join the group, please click HERE for more information.


Junior: Friday Fictioneers 3-13-2015

Bessy, our milk cow, rejected her calf, Junior. Every four hours I would give him a huge bottle of milk, and he started thinkin’ I was his mama. He would follow me around the farm like a puppy dog. That cute little calf never got far away from me.

When you own a farm you raise food to eat, that’s the farmin’ way. When Junior got bigger, I had to help lead him to the stock trailer. It was terrible. I couldn’t eat that meat. I’m not a farmer, nor do I raise food. I raise pets and grow food.

(100 words)

Thank you, Sandra Crook, for the photo prompt.

Rochelle Wisoff Fields hosts Friday Fictioneers, a flash fiction challenge. She gives us a photo each week that prompts our stories of 100 words or less. It is fun, addictive, and challenging. If you would like to participate, please click on the link below for more information:

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Friday Fictioneers Feb 11, 2015

This home is third generation. My great grandmother lived here with her husband, then my grandmother with hers. My mother, however, eloped with her husband and they chose to live in New York City. As soon as I graduated high school, I ran as fast as I could to live in Georgia, the most beautiful state in the union.

After five years of marriage, my husband said it reminded him of a prison and left to find greener pastures.

As I sit on the old front porch and rock, I stare at the shadows and think, “My Eden, his prison.”

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. She give us a photo prompt and challenges us to write a story of 100 words or less.

Would you like to join Friday Fictioneers? Please click on the following link:

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A Silly Romance Story

Time for Friday Fictioneers! Hosted by our gracious leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, author of the blog, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple.

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright Melanie Greenwood
A Silly Romance Story

“This picture was taken on a very special day. Ricky told me to go through the labyrinth to get to the gazebo and he had a surprise waiting for me. I was so excited! I knew what it was and I had hoped for this moment for the past six months.”

“Tell me about the labyrinth. Was it easy to get through?”

“It took me ten minutes, but finally I made it to the end. I wanted to get to the gift that awaited me.”

“Tell me what it was, I think I might know.”

Sighing heavily, “A promise ring.”


100 words not counting title.


Friday Fictioneers Jan 30, 2015

Dusk was falling fast on the high security prison, filling Ray's cell with an eerie dusty light. Anticipating his last meal, Ray knew he had chosen well, T-bone steak, baked potato; corn, a whole wheat bun and apple pie ala-mode.

Later, the guards came and led him down the long hall to the electricity room, where they put him in a chair and tied a black hood over his head.

After making sure he was secure, the old guard yelled, “Ready! Set! Power the juice!”


(Ray wasn't dead).


(Still wasn't dead).

“Oh hell! Get em' up. He lives.”

  • ~100 words~

copyright: Ted Strutz

It is time once again for Friday Fictioneers, which is graciously hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Our challenge is to write a story, using the photo prompt given, with a beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. It's fun. Join us.

If you are interested in participating, click:

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Friday Fictioneers 1/21/2015

“Two of us died on that boat. Three of us lived only by the skin of our teeth, and only because the Coast Guard saved us.”

I softly cleared my throat, laid my pen down and looked him in the eyes,

“Will you tell me what led you and the others to climb on that tiny boat?”

“Freedom. Simple as that. We couldn't live there no more under that dictator.”

“Has it been worth it?”

“They shot my little brother and cousin for watching television. A damn soccer game. So…to answer your question…. yep, freedom is damn sure worth it.”

~100 words

(copyright) Georgia Koch


The magical authoress, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, creator of the blog, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple, is the gracious host of the Friday Fictioneers Challenge for all of the fabulous writers, and me. Georgia Koch has generously loaned us the photo prompt photo of which we are challenged to weave a story (beginning, middle and end) with 100 words or less, and to make every word count.

If you would like to jump into this challenge, please click on: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple, for more information.


Concrete Hope

Time again for the addictive Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely purple addicted (and Friday Fictioneer addicted) Rochelle Wiseoff Fields. For more information for this challenge or should you like to join the rest of us addicts, please click on Rochelle’s blog:

Rochelle Wiseoff Fields – Addicted to Purple

This photo, copyright to Jan Wayne Fields, is the prompt for our story this week, of 100 words or less.


The laborious work of keeping up with farm chores, became too difficult for my husband and me, in our golden years. After many years of gardening, canning the vegetables, milking the cows, keeping the cattle out of the alfapha, we decided it was time to move to the city.

Our youngest daughter and son moved to the city with us. After a few months of this concrete jungle, she moved out and sadly, we haven’t heard from her since.

Setting the table, I see the bright red flowers through the window, and set an extra plate for her.

100 Words


Once Upon a Time

Once Upon a Time is a little diner on the corner of 5th and Broadway, right across from my dismal room at the boarding house. Sometimes I go there and have coffee, or something to eat, just to be around people and the busyness of their lives. When I am not at the diner, I am standing at my window wishing I was. Once upon a time I hitchhiked the famous Route 66. Once upon a time it brought me here. Once upon a time I had someone in my life. Once Upon a Time is my kind of place.

100 Words

copyright: Jean L. Hays

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Addicted to Purple. Each Friday she selects a photograph that we use to create a story of 100 words or less. If you are interested in joining the challenge please click on this url for more information:


The Light

Photo Credit: Bjorn Rudeburgs

The intense sun beats down on my skin and burns like fire. My body aches but I must not give up. I have to try and live. The bruises and sores scream with pain from his continued beating, and I ache for it to stop. My mouth is parched and feels like dry cotton. I gasp for more air. Breathe. No, I must run!

I hear a brook and taste it's cool water quenching my thirst. A heavenly white light is calling me, showing me the way on this incredible staircase. I must go now… Finally, no more pain.

~~~~~~~~~~ 100 words ~~~~~~~~~~

My submission for “Friday Fictioneers” sponsored by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple. This week being hosted by Dawn, author of, “The Day After.” Our assignment this week is to write a fictional story using the photo prompt. The story must be 100 words or less.