The Great Flood: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright Mary Shipman

Photo copyright Mary Shipman

The Great Flood

“I remember it like it was yesterday.”

Jamie sighed. Here we go again. The Great Flood of ’16. She could have told the story herself even though it happened before she was born.

Grandma settled into a rhythm. “No place to go. Gators washed out of the bayous into the neighborhoods, rattlesnakes hanging from trees, sometimes bodies floating by.

Afterwards, it got worse. The heat, the smell. No electricity. We lived in one room for months. Hung our clothes from the ceiling to dry.”

Her voice cracked. “I tried, but I couldn’t save him.” Grandma still missed her dog, Blue.

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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

For a special treat, check out Dawn’s story. She wrote hers in verse for April Poetry Month.

First Step Forward: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright Kent Bonham

Photo copyright Kent Bonham

First Step Forward

Not everyone could see the book; it chose its audience with care, inviting only those struggling to find their way into and through the world. Once seen, there was no escape: it required two pages of art from each person.

In completing the task, they discovered the demand was really a gift: a glimpse of a future where art was inevitable, achievable. This was their first step forward.

Coming around the corner, a young girl hesitated when she spotted the book. A breeze drifted through the garden, tossing the pages to display two blank sheets, beckoning the creator within her.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

Too Early? Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright J Hardy Carroll

Photo copyright J Hardy Carroll

Too Early?

A little light shone through the broken shutters. Walking slowly towards the windows, Veronica stumbled over a lump of something. Please don’t be a dead person, she prayed, instantly religious.

Why did I think selling real estate was a good idea?

Doesn’t need much,” the owner said. She wondered if he was a political speech writer.

The shutter came off the hinges as she opened it. What it needs, Veronica decided, is a wrecking ball.

She wondered if it was too early to drop by the pub. A cigarette and a drink, that’s what I need. And a new job.

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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

Reality Check: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright Ted Strutz

Photo copyright Ted Strutz

Bottom of the Food Chain

In welding school, Tony imagined being on jobs like on the TV commercials: sitting on steel beams above the skyline, sparks flying, the building boom signaling a strong economy.

That didn’t happen. His assignments came from the bottom of the welding food chain: repair jobs for businesses barely hanging on.

He hated this job site: he cleaned it up each night; it was trashed out every morning. Punks. Thank goodness I’ll finish today, he thought. They can keep their discarded tires and toilets and find someone else to abuse.

Only today held a surprise for Tony: flowers in the toilet.

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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

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Gifts from the River: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

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Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Gifts from the River

With the rising water, Jeanne knew visiting Thelma on the other side was impossible. But Jeanne and Thelma knew what to do. At the assigned time, they signaled each other with their flashlights: Operation Recovery began. It was their self-assigned task to rescue as many items as possible, washed down from upstream.

Jeanne cleaned up her newest gift from the river, setting it with the others by the window. Thelma would be doing the same. Soon they would share their treasures with each other, making up stories about the objects. The river that sometimes separated them also brought them together.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.