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Preparations (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Emmy L Gant at http://unbuttonedorundone.com

‘Paint this wall green. And put those wall stickers like vines growing down from the ceiling. And we’ll need one of those bins that turn dirty nappies into sealed sausages. And it all has to be done THIS weekend.’

‘Can’t I do it when my leave starts?’

‘I’ll be 39 weeks then. The baby could come any day now!’

Midnight Sunday, he’d finished the nursery.

At 39 weeks they had nothing to do.

At 42 weeks he dared to say, ‘I wish I had something to do’.

She threw a slipper at his head. And that’s when the contractions started.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle each week where writers from around the world post 100 word stories based on a common photo prompt. For more information, and to read other stories, visit Rochelle’s page here.

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Young love (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Sandra Crook at https://castelsarrasin.wordpress.com/

Young love is an extraordinary thing.

She held the picnic basket, full of fresh-baked bread just for him. He carried two pieces of cardboard.

It was her favourite spot. It was his first time.

They sat on one piece each at the top of the grassy slope.

‘Johnny, the picnic spot’s just at that first rock. So don’t go sliding all the way down the-’

They probably should’ve discussed it earlier.

By the time Johnny made it back up he was sweaty, red-faced and significantly less attractive. She noticed her bread had gone stale.

Young love is an extraordinary thing.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle each week where writers from around the world post 100 word stories based on a common photo prompt. For more information, and to read other stories, visit Rochelle’s page here.

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Just like her mother (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by C.E. Ayr at http://ceayr.com/

The orcas painted on the side of the building were spectacular.

‘You have to move out of the bulldozer’s way.’

‘No, Dad. No!’

I’d seen someone pull that face before. Back in 1977.

Eventually, I convinced her to come with me to her mother’s favourite place. The bluff overlooking the ocean.

Out to sea, black dorsal fins skimmed the surface. I wasn’t sure she’d noticed. But then she looked at me, her face softened and she snuggled in close.

The real battle had already been won. Back in 1977. On a zodiac 30 miles out to sea.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle each week where writers from around the world post 100 word stories based on a common photo prompt. For more information, and to read other stories, visit Rochelle’s page here.

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3 o’clock (Friday Fictioneers)

It all looked familiar.

The dust on the lampshades. The dirt on the cooker. The sharp edges on the large table that always got in the way.

I’d been in that kitchen before. Too many times.

I pulled my hand away from his. ‘I can’t do this.’

‘What about my second chance?’ he spluttered. ‘Things are going to be different this time…’

Then I saw the clock on the wall stuck at 3 o’clock. The batteries still hadn’t been changed.

‘No.’

I said goodbye and walked out of that kitchen for the very last time.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle each week where writers from around the world post 100 word stories based on a common photo prompt. For more information, and to read other stories, visit Rochelle’s page here.

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Turn it on (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Madison Woods

He wasn’t your ordinary secret agent, fitting in with the others. Copper hair, watery eyes, smoked a pipe. Got his job via a plug from Sarah Mick who worked in cold calling.

He didn’t force it. But there was a sinking feeling he couldn’t ignore. A pressure in the back of his mind telling him to focus.

He suddenly felt very hot.

Something about the database in his computer. Something about that poor Sue-Lynn from admin who would drip info through every second day.

The colour drained from his face when he realised.

His phone: it had been tapped.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle each week where writers from around the world post 100 word stories based on a common photo prompt. For more information, and to read other stories, visit Rochelle’s page here.

PS if you have discovered the meaning of this story and would like to challenge yourself, the magic number is 16.

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Fuzzy (Friday Fictioneers)

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I walked up to the band and said ‘shhhhhh!’ Seriously, the noise was going right through my head. But did they listen? Of course not. They just kept playing and playing with little regard for how it was impacting me and my sensitive ears. ‘Shhhhh’ I tried again. The trombone player screwed up his nose at me. The violinist rolled her eyes. Then a young lady, who I’d never seen before in my life, appeared next to me wearing this big fuzzy white gown.

‘Gran! Come on, Gran. Let’s sit you back down over here shall we?’
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Friday Fictioneers is a weekly online challenge where writers from around the world post 100 word stories inspired by the one photo. To read more, click here.

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My little fairy (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Rachel Bjerke at https://bjerke75.wordpress.com/

‘I’m not eating unless it’s green!’

She was being a difficult little fairy and not eating her vegetables. Except for the green ones.

I hadn’t signed up to this. I thought it would be all cute little wings and waving of tiny wands deep in the garden by the brick barbecue.

‘No carrots. No corn. And only green spoons!’

Sigh.

Do you know how hard it is to rhyme a bunch of vegetables in a fairy spell when it’s late and you’ve had a long day?

So I took the easy way out and just turned everything green.

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The Newcastle Writers Festival opens on Friday night (hurrah!) My writers group is presenting a session on Sunday called ‘The Next Level’, giving free practical tips on how to take your writing from hobby to publication. Here’s the link. Would love to see you all there (seriously, hop on a plane now and you’ll make it).

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information follow this link to Rochelle’s FF blog.

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Derailment (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Dawn Q. Landau at http://talesfromthemotherland.me

Wake. Wee. Wash. Eat. Dress. Drive. Work. Work. Work. Work.

Drive. Cook. Cook. Eat. Clean. Clean. Sit. Watch. Brush. Sleep.

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Equus quagga (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Rochelle herself at https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/

‘Zebras’ stripes are like fingerprints. Every one is different.’

She loved animals, especially zebras. I loved listening to her talk.

We were lounging on the deck, the lines of shade from the banister settling across our backs.

After a while she said, ‘I gotta go.’

She stretched her long limbs and stood, shaking a mane of dark hair behind her.

When she walked away I saw what the afternoon of sun had done. The back of her legs and her bare shoulders were a criss-cross pattern of dark and light, unique and never to be repeated again.

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Could you write 500 words once a month? On Friday 13th/Saturday 14th February, Jessie Ansons will be presenting at a free livestream at the Digital Writers Festival. Come along and hear how Jessie wrote a personal 500 word story every month for two years then discovered she’d written an ‘accidental memoir‘. Times are as follows:

– Sydney, Australia, 11am Saturday 14th February
– London, UK, midnight, Friday 13th February
– New York, USA, 7pm Friday 13th February
– Los Angeles, USA, 4pm Friday 13th February

For more information about the session, click here.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information follow this Rochelle’s FF blog.

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Believable stories (Friday Fictioneers)

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Image by Melanie Greenwood at https://thisismycorn.wordpress.com

grandad tells the most marvellous stories
never know whether to believe him
there’s this overgrown thicket
used to be a maze
what happened to it
local boy got stuck in the maze
he should’ve put his right hand on the hedge and kept walking
no he was stuck
chainsaw to cut him out
getting dark and his uncle panicked
cut a big hole in the hedge
let it grow over then
why didn’t they fix it
bad memories
but why were they bad
grandfather held me close and put his hand on my shoulder
the hand with the three fingers

(Check out Mr Binks and his funny #replyfiction to this piece here)

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Interested in meeting me in person… well, via webcam at least? On Friday 13th/Saturday 14th February I will be presenting at a free livestream at the Digital Writers Festival, talking about my ABC Open 500 word stories. Times are as follows:

– Sydney, Australia, 11am Saturday 14th February
– London, UK, midnight (Friday 13th night… sounds spooky!)
– New York, USA, 7pm Friday 13th February
– Los Angeles, USA, 4pm Friday 13th February

For more information about the session, click here.

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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information follow this link

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