Suffering: Fiction Friday

Story #06 for the Story A Day Challenge May 2016 and doubling up, as well, for the Friday Fictioneer Challenge.

Photo copyright Roger Bultot

Photo copyright Roger Bultot

Suffering

The room was small and dark. The radiator clinked and clanked without emitting much heat.

“Good,” Sean thought, unpacking. (His real name was John but he thought it too prosaic. Easier to brood as Sean.) He was A Writer and was here To Work.

“I will suffer for my art, just like the great 19th century writers.” (His suffering was temporary and self-imposed. His parents were quite wealthy.) “When everything is perfect, I will start writing.”

Night fell. He’d never been anywhere so quiet, so secluded.

Sean looked at his phone. “I’m lonely. Maybe just a couple of phone calls …”
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Fiction Friday: You’re Overreacting

Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo prompt.
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Friday Fictioneer photo prompt.  Copyright Dawn Q Landau

Friday Fictioneer photo prompt. Copyright Dawn Q Landau

Sam’s cell phone rang. “Where are you?” Andy asked.

At the Crystal Ruins,” Sam replied. “I can find the geocache this time, I’m sure of it.

Yeah, right. You’re always sure and always wrong. Your geocaching treks usually end in disaster and you’re allergic to practically everything outside. Why are you doing this?

It’s fun,” Sam explained. “You’re overreacting.

No, I’m not. I read a GPS better than you, with all the times I’ve rescued you.

As if on cue, Sam has a sneezing attack. Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!

Uh oh,” said Sam, “I think both my contacts just popped out.
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