Friday Fictioneers – Anchor Plates

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Anchor Plates

Sometimes we have to patch our older constructs to preserve what we have left to remind us of the past.  It seemed sound when it was built but at the years pass cracks and instabilities began to sprout.  Draped in metal diamonds to ensure we don’t lose what we have constructed all the while learning how to make stronger structures that will need less patching. Preserve the old but learn from past mistakes.

She walked past the old manor and while it was once stately, she now recognized the cracks covered with diamonds.  She smiled. She could relate.

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100 Words

 

Hello, and welcome to my weekly submission to Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

The premise is to use a photo prompt to inspire a 100 word flash fiction piece.  The picture today is brought to you by our hostess Rochell Wisoff-Fields.

Feel free to explore other submissions here.

As Always,

Woman on Pause

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

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

 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause

Friday Fiction – Lamp Light

I found Rochelle’s Blog and the concept of Friday Fiction and I just couldn’t  help myself.  Below is my addition.

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Photo by:
Dawn Miller

Lamp Light

The belts didn’t match the hats on the mannequins that looked down on her.  She also noticed the jewelry didn’t shine.  Tarnished and chipped the baubles looked cheaper than they were. The rows of discount lamps some with shades, some going naked without them.  The glow from the their bulbs only revealed how bleak this place had become. She turned off each lamp to hide the sadness this place represented to her. As she walked out the only thing she left behind was, “I Quit” written in the dust on the jewelry case.

93 Words

As Always,

Woman on Pause

P.S.   The goal for Friday Fictioneers is to write a complete story with no more than 100 words based off of a photograph.  And it was HARD, but a lot of fun.

CHOSEN

Whoa guys.  My story got picked for this kick ass site, iHorror.com

I can’t breathe, feel like I may cry, all the things, all the feels, all at the same time.

You never know if what you do is good, or even ok.  Then someone says they like it, and shares it with people. 

Dammit with the crying.  It is Horror for the love of Oprah.

Check it out!

http://ihorror.com/restitution-a-horror-short-story/

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Sorry for all the feels and squees. 

As Always,

 

Woman on Pause