Friday Fictioneers – Special Concoction

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to G.L. MacMillan for this interesting photo prompt:

Here is my story:

Velma wiped the sweat from her brow.  She closed her eyes, trying to picture the pages of the book, struggling to remember the last of the ingredients.  Time was running out…

Frantic, Velma scanned her crowded shelves, studying every little bottle of herb, spice and potion. Nothing rang a bell.

Almost in tears, the final ingredient appeared before her. Velma poured in the liquid and the water frothed and bubbled.  She sucked up the potion into her pipette and gently squeezed open the mouse’s mouth.

Thankfully, within seconds the mouse transformed back to its regular form – Velma’s daughter.

(100 words)

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Friday Fictioneers – Sold!

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers.  Here’s the interesting (and a little bit freaky) photo prompt for this week:

Here’s my story:


The waiters buzzed around the art gallery serving champagne and canapes.  Emma took a glass of bubbly from the tray and continued examining the exquisite paintings.  Though masterpieces, she could still not comprehend how they sold for millions of dollars.

A strong force pulled Emma toward the back of the room.  The unique reptile-like sculpture fascinated her, with its intricate patterns and twisty spiny tail. Emma watched the sculpture’s psychedelic swirling eyes with amazement, hypnotised by its power.

Suddenly her hand shot into the air.

“Five million dollars,” she heard herself say.

The hammer jolted her awake. “Sold!”

(98 words)

Friday Fictioneers – Making Ends Meet

Here is the photo for Friday May 1st – Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields:

Making Ends Meet

The waterfront was crowded with hundreds of tourists, all eyes skyward, cameras poised, trying to capture their best shot of the famous “Eddison” statue before the heaven’s opened.

Like Lila had done every Sunday for the last six months, she weaved her way in and around the distracted crowd, her skates gliding along the concrete, her treacherous hands secretly lifting and rummaging, taking only what she needed to pay her mother’s hospital bills.

(73 words)

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Friday Fictioneers – Hide and Seek

Here’s the photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for this week’s Friday Fictioneers (flash fiction – 100 word stories).

Thanks to Roger Bultot for the photo.

Hide and Seek

As smoke billowed out of the kitchen window, Sarah ran down the corridor to the bedrooms; throwing open cupboard doors and kneeling under beds.

“Ivi! Come out now,” yelled Sarah, “the house is on fire.”

Potent fumes and red hot flames engulfed the doorway.  Dizzy, Sarah slumped to the floor.

“Please, come to Mummy,“ she sobbed.

Two firefighters lifted Sarah by the shoulders and guided her towards the exit.

“No!” she screamed, smoke and tears burning her eyes.  “My daughter.  I’ve got to find my…”

“She’s safe,” said one of the men.  “We found her hiding behind the lemon tree.”

(100 words)

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Friday Fictioneers – Stuck

It’s Friday again and time for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers 100 word writing challenge.

Here’s the picture prompt from Jennifer Pendergast:


It had been hours since the train stopped in the middle of nowhere.    As the desert sun beat down upon Mack and Archie’s shirtless backs, the unbearable heat was frying Archie’s brain.

While Mack tinkered with the engine,  Archie came to the conclusion that Mack had sabotaged the train.  His mind snapped and animal instinct crept in.

     Kill or be killed.

Archie crept up behind Mack, and pushed the knife deep into his meaty underbelly.

He smiled greedily.  The money was all his.

Only one thing concerned him…

… who was going to fix the train now?

(98 words)

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Friday Fictioneers – Trapped

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, a challenge to write a 100 word story relating to a picture prompt by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here’s this week’s picture:

Thanks to Lauren Moscato


Darkness surrounded Allie as she huddled in the corner, the cold seeping into her pores.   Her head pounded and her body ached.  She had no idea where she was and no recollection of what had happened to her.

Allie looked at her watch and shuddered.


The last thing she remembered was walking home from the cafe on Sunday.

Slowly, she slid along the wall, feeling for an exit.

A flicker of light summoned a flicker of hope.

Allie shoulder barged the door with all her might until she smashed through, into the sunshine and onto the concrete footpath below.

(100 words)

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Happy reading and have a great Easter long weekend.

Rachel 🙂

Friday Fictioneers- Lost Dreams

Friday Fictioneers is a flash fiction challenge to write a story of no more than 100 words relating to the photo prompt kindly provided by the host, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Click on the link above to join in or read more flash fiction.   Warning: It’s addictive!

Here is this week’s photo prompt, copyright David Stewart . . .

Lost Dreams

Lily leaned against the Jacaranda tree and breathed in the sweet air.   When the band began to play she closed her eyes and as the haunting melody caressed her ears she gently swayed to and fro, reminiscing of her time on stage; the lights, the audience, the adrenalin rush as fingers and bow entwined, frantically sweeping backwards and forwards, faster and faster across the strings.

Lily screamed, her voice echoing in the surrounding darkness.   Clutching her disfigured hand she huddled beneath the tree, sobbing; for lost dreams and shattered hopes.

(90 words)