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Friday Fictioneers - Bound by Love
Mother’s gaze was always distant, as if she belonged to another world. Her eyes shimmered, hinting at unshed tears, but she remained alone in her thoughts, tapping her foot in the solitude of her rocker.
The visiting nurse shared a poignant tale of my Father and Mother. They weren’t just a couple, but a single entity, bound by a love that transcended life itself. He read to her, by the gentle…
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Friday Fictioneers 290324: Dance
The prompt for this week’s Friday Fictioneer’s challenge hosted by Rochelle, is the below photo by Dale.
‘Come on, darling. We’re getting late to class,” Sonia coaxed Sara, locking the car.Sara dragged her feet to the single storey building that housed her nightmare. Why did she have to learn to dance? Every minute of the forty-five-minute class was pure torture.‘Can you hurry. Here, let me take…
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#FridayFictioneers - Right Here At Home
PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young
Maurice a retired as an aerospace engineer at NASA and settled down on a farm. Wasn’t much, just a dozen head of cattle and a few acres of peach trees. But it was home.
This morning while driving his tractor through the orchard to check if the peaches were ripe for picking, he saw his aging hippie neighbor Johnny.
“Hey Maurice, ya hear that weed is legal startin’ at…
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In the wedding room white table cloths hung like ghosts and the napkins sat like sugar cones. The champagne was still in the fridge but most of the other food had been thrown out.
Everything was set up, the preparations done; the dried flowers on the tables with the candles. Fairy lights along the windows for a magical twinkle effect. Along the wall, the DJ stand waited to spin the records…
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Friday Fictioneers by Stine Writing for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple
A Dream Come True
So excited to see my 1st live play, I rushed. My husband was irritated.
“Babe, we don’t have hurry to find a good seat, for crying out loud”. ”This way we won’t be bounced around like a tossed salad on the way to our seats,” I retorted
He sighed and drove. We easily found our seats. We didn’t have…
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The Legend of the Niris
The Legend of the Niris
In the land of Sunder, there lives a creature – an avian beast which dominates the skies and seas. The Klyft, an icy, virulent body of water bordering Sunder’s western coast, is home to these impossibly aquatic birds, called the Niris. Their young travel from expansive Eggyards in Andar, across the Klyft, and come to rest at Sunder’s edge. Their mothers pluck the eggs from the sea and store them…
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Friday Fictioneers 16th October
Friday Fictioneers 16th October
https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/10/14/16-octobetr-2020/The Boy’s Boat
Mom, mom! Look, it’s the boat I want!
Jimmy, first of all, that boat isn’t for sale. Secondly, do you really want a pink boat?
Mom, It is beautiful. It is the color of a precious rose or a newborn baby girl’s blanket!
Jimmy, when have you seen a rose that color?
The last time Dad brought you roses.
Um, I…
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Photo Prompt: Friday Fictioneers @ rochellewisoff Meg, angry for letting things get so heated, threw the dishcloth on the counter. She pulled the curtain aside and watched the intensity in which her husband attacked the tree; wielding his new chainsaw like a magic wand. Her heart softened as she watched the muscles in his back … Continue reading Man Tantrum http://ift.tt/eA8V8J
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Friday Fictioneers - One Rainy Night #2
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, where a band of writers creates original artful stories inspired by a photo prompt. The title of this story has a #2 because several weeks ago I wrote the original here for Friday Fictioneers. Both stories are independant of each other but continue in theme. Enjoy, Isadora
Silence in the car was deafening.
Exasperated, Rita asked, “What’s your…
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Friday Fictioneers : There's always a first time
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Reema stared at the waves nervously. Amit hadn’t objected when she had told
him. And a month later, here she was, in the South of France on a plein air
painting course.
‘That’s a good spot you’ve chosen. You can paint there,’ Ray said.
Reema put her easel down and placed her canvas on it. It tottered and fell. Reema
felt her cheeks turn red.
‘Here, let me…
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#FridayFictioneers - Pocket Universe
PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin
The scent of patchouli drew them in. Eddy never noticed the small alley. The facades were bright pastels and warm sunlight filled the alley, a stark contrast to the gray, overcast city behind them.
Eddy took a few steps in, stopping when they heard a voice.
“You made it in!” They turned to see an elder with curly hair and a warm smile. “You’re safe.”
Eddy returned…
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Joel knew it was too cold to spend the night in the park but he had nowhere else to go. The homeless shelter and the church were both full. Perhaps, there were other places out there but he was too tried and cold.
Joel cleared snow off a bench and sat down. A little flurry of flakes were falling and he hoped it wouldn’t get heavier. Shivering, he wrapped himself in his sleeping bag and tried to…
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Gingerbread Jamboree
Mrs. Gingerbread was losing her patience, “Reese, Heath, Graham, Candy! Daddy and I already dressed for the Ugly Sweater Party. Get your behinds ready!”
“Mo-oom! Reese stole my hat!”
“Yeah! ‘Cuz I gotta have green to match my necklace.”
“Reese… just wear your green sweater. Heath, put your other black shoe on, please.”
“But I wanna wear black and red!” Heath’s lip quivered. Mrs. Gingerbread…
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Find the prompt on Rochelle’s site: https://rochellewisoff.com/2021/06/16/18-june-2021/
My focus had been on my feet, trying to maintain my footing despite the uneven ground or large roots protruding into the path. It wasn’t until I heard the snap of a branch that I looked up and saw the root cellar.
Slowly I approached and could hear the soft hum of a guitar. Was I hearing things? As soon as…
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