Compass- Friday Fictioneers

FF 08.06.15

“I am really glad we decided to go camping.”

He recognized the sarcasm but still nodded as they lay together under the stars gazing up towards the heavens.

She continued,“There is something about living off the land. Not having a clue about what could happen and how you will handle roughing it. That is how you described this right?”

“I did prepare though. I brought food, water filtration, and a few tools.”

“Yes, but you forgot one thing.”

He sighed, “They will find us… Eventually.”

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This is my flash fiction submission for this Weeks Friday Fictioneers presented by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  The idea is to write a story at or under 100 words based of of the photo prompt.  Photo courtesy of © Madison Woods.

This story is 90 words.  I always welcome constructive criticism.

You can find this and other stories this week Here.

As Always,

Woman on Pause

Incognito – Mondays Finish the Story

Monday 07.27.15

Incognito

He thought he found the perfect hiding spot. He was camouflaged and watching. That was exactly where he needed to be. He couldn’t believe that he was witness to his wife cheating on him. In front of everyone. How could she? They had been together two years now.

And this guy. Oh, THIS guy… He was nothing like Eddie. This guy was suave. He actually sauntered. That was how he stole his purrfect Missy. By ambling around as if he were the only male here.

Well not today my friend. Today he was going to stay incognito until she realiz–

Dinner Time!! Come on Missy… Eddie… and you too Mittens. Come on and eat your dinner sweet baby kitties!!!”

Eddie stood up, straightened and began to walk towards his bowl.  All the while smirking, “Mittens, huh.” 

Word Count 129

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Thank you for stopping by and reading my submission for Mondays Finish the Story.  The idea is to write a short fiction story based off of the photo prompt and the first line is already written.

I appreciate any constructive criticism.  And thank you for stopping by!!

You can always add your submission or read others just click the link below.

As Always,

Woman on Pause

Rest Stop – Friday Fictioneers

Below is my story for Friday Fictioneers.  The idea is to write 100 words or less based on a photo prompt.

FF 07.26.15
Photo courtesy of Dee Lovering

Feel free to check out all of the Friday Fictioneers Stories here:  An InLinkz Link-up

Rest Stop

She didn’t know when it began.

The horrific panic she experienced as a passenger in a car. It was better if she was driving but the panic still surfaced anytime someone hit their breaks. She would feel physical pain from the shock every single time. Doctors said it was a panic attack and gave her anti-anxiety meds for the drive to the funeral.

When she woke she asked if she could drive to feel more at ease. He agreed.

When she woke again their car lodged into a welcome center off of I-91 she realized the meds worked.

She never panicked even once.

105 Words

I hope everyone enjoyed my submission.  Constructive critisism always welcomed.  I haven’t done one of these in a while but I always enjoy them!

As Always,
Woman on Pause


Tardy – Friday Fictioneers

Good day everyone!  This is my submission for this week’s Friday Fictioneers.  Brought to you by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  The idea is to write a 100 word flash fiction post on the picture of the week.  Below is mine, I hope everyone enjoys!

 

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Tardy

Phillip arrived at the restaurant thirty minutes early. He had already broken a stress sweat wondering if there would be parking. Predicting that traffic would hold him up and he would leave her waiting at the table.  He hated feeling like he was going to be stood up and didn’t want her to feel that way either.

Mind numbing forethought had now dwindled down to a swirl of a few thoughts. That maybe this time he would be the one left waiting alone. He looked up and there she was.

The small worries lifting as he saw she brought the divorce papers after all.

104 Words

 

As Always,

Woman on Pause

 

InLinkz Link – View this and other stories for this weeks submission!

Photo Credit:
http://mariegailstratford.wordpress.com/

 

Query – Friday Fictioneers

Hello Everyone!  I have for you my submission for Friday Fictioneers.  It seems that Rochelle Wisoff-Fields has taken some time off and is returning to old prompts.  Lucky for me, I am still new and can submit a fresh one.

The goal is to write 100 word flash fiction based off of this photo:

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Photo Prompt – Copyright Madison Woods

 

Query

“What’s in a tree?” he asked.
”Is this like the question, what’s in a name?” she replied.

“No. What’s in a tree?”
It was getting harder to hide her frustration. These riddles and games were cute at first, but ten years in, she had grown weary.

“Well, let’s see. Bark, leaves, they produce carbon dioxide or something. They give life. That’s what’s in a tree.” She felt satisfied navigating his silly riddle.

He grinned, “No. It’s your underwear.” He pointed up to where he had flung her panties the night before.

While his riddles were tiresome, their sex life was not.

 

Word Count 101

 

I hope you guys enjoyed!!  You can find other submissions here. InLinkz

 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause

Friday Fictioneers – Going Back

Hello everyone!  This is my submission for this week’s Friday Fictioneers.  This exercise is brought to you by Rochelle Wisoff – Fields – Addicted to Purple.  The idea is to write a 100 word flash fiction based on a photo prompt.

The photo prompt for this week is:

wallpaper

Photo Credit: Mary Shipman

 

Going Back

In a good neighborhood gone bad the house remains. White clapboard that was cheerful is now tattered and neglected. It used to smell of honeysuckle and fresh baked biscuits. Now it reeks of poverty and three dollar wine. The once delightful wildflower wallpaper ripped and smudged with grime. This home reminds her equally of pleasure and pain. A childhood ruined in one summer. She lights the match and enjoys the burn. Maybe in the ashes she can find herself. The woman she might have been had she never seen this place or the neighbor who was never her “friend.”

99 words.

 
You can find other Friday Fictioneers here.
InLinkz

 

I hope everyone enjoyed this and all criticism is welcome, but hopefully just the constructive kind.  🙂

 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause

Brain Soup

This is my brain right now.
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While this may seem a bit extreme it is kind of true.  (And truth be told I have loved this gif since the beginning of time and use it as often as possible.)

I am trying to negotiate with said brain on how to get back on track.  I spent the last two months doing nothing and it made me feel icky.

I am the kind of person who can’t sit still for more than fifteen minutes.  Two months kinda messed with my brain a bit.

So I did all the things.  And as my last post stated, it is still too soon to do all the things.  I have to find a happy medium.

So I am going back to writing.  I can’t sit for long periods of time either (hip not ADHD) but I have to start to do SOMETHING.

I was texting with a friend about trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up and upcoming classes I will be taking and I mentioned I didn’t feel passionate about much of anything right now.

And she said, “You do about writing.  And you are good at it.”

I don’t know about the end part, but it reignited a flame that I had blown out about a month before surgery.

So I am committing.  And making that choice has made me now feel like this.

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And that is a good thing.

More to come…

 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause

 

 

 

Photo Credit:  http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g373/paxpinnae/COMEDY-2.gif.

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Friday Fictioneers – University Daze

Hello everyone!  Welcome to my submission for this week’s Friday Fictioneers.  Brought to you by,

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple

The purpose of this exercise is to write a fiction story 100 words based off of a photo prompt.

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Photo Prompt – Copyright –Jennifer Pendergast

InLinkz link HERE

 

University Daze

As she walked the grand courtyard of the University she smiled, imagining days of books and classes. She dreamed of evenings giggling with girlfriends. The ability to study along side the brightest of minds. She could almost feel midnight kisses from beaus left sweetly on her cheek.

She entered the hall and as she picked up her mop the handle brushed her growing belly. She caressed her womb and sweetly whispered, “All can be yours sweet girl.”

 

78 words

I hope everyone enjoyed my submission and kind but helpful criticism is always welcome.

 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause

 

Friday Fictioneers – Burned Out

My submission to Friday Fictioneers.  Brought to you by this wonderful woman right here.

The picture that prompts this week’s story is below.

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And the prompt photo belongs http://erinlearywrites.com/

 

The idea is to write a 100 word flash fiction story based on the photo.

I hope everyone enjoys my submission.  All thoughts about the work are welcome.

Burned Out

The view from the back porch of the rental cabin was exceptional. The steam darted up from his coffee as he took another relaxing sip. As he raised the mug to his mouth he noticed red in the cuticle of his thumb. He clearly missed some blood and now the weekend was ruined. He would have to return to make sure he didn’t leave any thing else behind. He enjoyed one more sip and thought, “This job is going to kill me.”

82 Words

 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause

 

The link to this and other submissions is here for InLinkz

 

Friday Fictioneers – Therapy

Happy Thursday to all!  This is my submission this week to Friday Fictioneers.  Rochelle has presented the following:

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Photo Credit:  Janet Webb

The purpose of Friday Fictioneers – Write 100 words based on the above photo.

Side Note: Thanks to everyone who commented on my story last week and I look forward to reading everyone’s this week!

Therapy

The painting was judging her.  It was staring and summing her up. The painted face deciding that she had become pathetic at best.  The piece was from one of many trips with her mother to the island.  Trips filled with constant attempts by her mother to set her up with any man who looked like he had a 401K.  She didn’t need a man.  She needed therapy.  After the will was read, she decided tonight her therapy was Sangria. And the only thing her mother bequeathed. Left to her, that God forsaking painting, and the phone number of the “single” lawyer who read the will.

105 Words

As Always,

Woman on Pause