The Goddess

“Your abiding adoration will bless you with fertility,” she said.

“Yes, Mama.”

“Remember, gather fresh flowers into dainty vases even when money is sparse during your marriage allowing its beauty to enhance the devotion.”

“Yes, Mama.” Continue reading

Oh, Not Again!

“Mom, dad,” said the eager young child running toward the campfire with a jar filled with fireflies.

“Wow, cool nightlight, sweetie,” said mom, noticing her husband sitting apart from the family, distracted again with his cell phone.

“Honey, uh, who is that? You’ve been texting all weekend! Your daughter has something to show you. I thought this last summer camp-out would be strictly a family affair.”

“Sorry, it’s the office. Hold on,” he said without looking up.

Oh, god, not another, ‘What, you don’t believe me?’ line when I ask to see his phone, she thought, holding back her tears.

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Another week with Friday Fictioneers, the weekly photo prompt, 100-word story challenge that opens on Wednesday each week. Just saying, this was a tough write-up this week…the story started one way and ended totally different. Sheesh!

Happy September everyone!

Photo Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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The Cure

“Yes!” I said excitedly gently nudging Brad, my research partner of twelve years, as he tinkered over the laptop keys.

“One year remission and the big breakthrough we’ve been hoping for, right? Hey, what the hell, Brad? Why did you delete all our research notes? Have you gone insane? You know my . . .”

Brad cut me off mid-sentence. “You don’t understand all the ramifications if we disclose our findings. The government must never know we have the cure!”

Tears blurred my vision.

“Don’t worry,” Brad said. “Your brother will still get his daily gelatinous salve treatments but without government subsidies.”

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Friday Fictioneers, the weekly photo prompt challenge to write a one hundred word story hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Photo source: Madison Woods

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Welcome!

I hope you like walking, or we could jog . . .
if you wore the right running shoes,
mine has worn thin, so the former will have to do.
Follow me, but be careful
at the crosswalks
drivers have known to speed up
if you get my drift
their aim is to eliminate
the threat they see growing,
— across from the university campus
— In a public spot,
a menace like yourself, forced
to wear the ragged debt of student loans and
stains of unpaid bills which you can’t
launder clean
Don’t worry. I understand.
Park your van next to mine.

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Inspiration: Friday Fictioneers. The 100-word weekly writing challenge that starts on Wednesday. 🙂

Photo source: Roger Bultot

 

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On Samantha’s Blog

Samantha‘s updated blog post:

Hey guys! Well, visiting with daddy before school starts the next week. Second day. Let’s see…oh, yes, nudged awake too early this morning by drifting waves of coffee brewing, bacon frying, and NPR Tom Ashbrook’s On Point, a news analysis program blaring away. #ilovemydaddysomuch!

You may know my father, if you follow my blog, being a writer, he loves collecting antique writing memorabilia. He does!

Look. An antique desk handed down from his grandfather.

Daddy still writes all his stories in longhand using this desk.

Way cool, huh?

So, let‘s catch up again tomorrow, okay? #Muahh!

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Inspiration comes from Friday Fictioneers with a weekly photo prompt starting on Wednesday.

The idea? To write a 100-word story, link up, and then enjoy the wonderful stories from this thriving writing community. #jointheFFfun! 🙂

Photo source: Jan Wayne Fields

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Angel In Disguise

The woman beside me chuckled aloud holding up a comic book so her partner would engage in the same humor that was tickling her funny bone.

I wish I had more time, I thought, gazing out the airplane window, disheartened by my recent dismissal as vice-council of Lithuania. I hope those refugees can fill out my signed blank visa forms. God, please forgive me…help and give them your best.

With the couple now laughing uncontrollably, my heavy heart exploded mid-flight, blitzing the couple into surprise, as my heated words scorched, “why not set aside the funny book for now, huh?”

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A fictional modern story, very loosely based on Chiune Sugihara (1900-1986), a Japanese Diplomat, who saved over six thousand Polish Jews during the Holocaust.

Mr. Sugihara did use the train system rather than the airways . . . he did disobey his Japanese bosses between July 31-August 28, 1940 by painstakingly hand writing eighteen to twenty hours a day, Japanese visas, for those in need.

For his action, he suffered imprisonment, disgrace and financial hardships.

“I may have disobeyed my government, but if I hadn’t, I would have been disobeying God.” – Chiune Sugihara

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Join us with your story starting every week on Wednesday . . . Friday Fictioneers.

This week’s photo source:  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

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