Lights Out!

This week’s prompt: As he took in the view from the 20^th floor, the lights went out all over the city.

Jake hailed from Florida—the land of oranges, palm trees and alligators, but no mountains. The tallest building in his hometown was three stories high. He’d recently been transferred to the Big Apple, to an office in the One World Trade Center. On Christmas Eve it was freezing cold. Stores had closed early, the streets were icy and Jake was homesick. He’d gone to his office to see the Christmas lights from his office window. As he took in the view from the 20^th floor, the lights went out all over the city. What a re-volting development!

Now check out what the other participants wrote:

jaclynweist.blogspot.com

lauradbastian.com

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

mistglenmoon.net/blog

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com

Flash, Flash, Flash!

The flash fiction prompt this week: He wanted her job and it would be easy enough to discredit her.

Jim’s fingers hovered over the keys of the cash register. He glanced from side to side. No one was watching. Mrs. Rembelski was at the front of the store helping a customer choose between a Zenith or a Motorola television set. She could go on and on about anodes and cathodes in that annoying Texas drawl of hers. If he entered $99.99 instead of $29.99 in the cash register no one would know until Mrs. R had to explain the loss. His lips twisted in a smirk. He wanted her job and it would be easy enough to discredit her.

Let’s see what the others wrote:

jaclynweist.blogspot.com

lauradbastian.com

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

mistglenmoon.net/blog

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com

A Dash of Flash!

WonHundred Word Wednesday came and went this week and I didn’t get my flash fiction posted. Better late than never!

Prompt: Why shouldn’t they help themselves after the way they’d been treated?

The queen frowned. “Close the window, Cozette. I don’t want to hear that awful racket.”

“Yes, M’Lady.” Cozette obeyed, gazing at the scene below. People ran about with baskets of stolen food.

“What’s happening out there?” the queen asked.

“The people are rioting. They’re hungry.”

Her Highness took a frosted delicacy from the tray. “Let them eat cake.”

The ladies-in-waiting giggled. “You’re a wit, M’Lady.”

“Bring more tea, Cozette.”

Cozette hurried to the kitchen where all the women were abuzz about the riots. A plump cook said, “Mon Dieu! Why shouldn’t they help themselves after the way they’d been treated?”

Now I hope you’ll stop by the other blogs and read what they wrote with the prompt.

jaclynweist.blogspot.com

lauradbastian.com

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com

calebwarnock.blogspot.com

http://mistglenmoon.net/blog/

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

WonHundred Word Wednesday!

I’m not a fan of the lottery. I’ve never even bought a ticket.  But writing flash fiction with this prompt was fun.

Prompt: What do you mean you lost the lottery ticket.

          Grandpa sat in his recliner watching the announcer on tv pull the first numbered ping pong ball out of a wire cage. Grandma stood behind him, fingers crossed.

          “12”

          Grandpa leaned forward. “We’re off to a good start,” he said.

          “28”

          “Oh, Leeland,” Grandma said. “Do you think?”

          “64”

          “We won!” Grandpa shouted. “I knew our wedding date was lucky!”

          Grandma went to her purse and began rummaging through it. “It’s not here!” she wailed.

          “What do you mean, you lost the lottery ticket?”   

          “Do you still love me?” she asked.

          He nodded. “Always and forever.”

          “Hallelujah! Here it is!”

Now check these out!

mistglenmoon.net

lauradbastian.com

jaclynweist.blogspot.com

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com