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:

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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:

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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!

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jaclynweist.blogspot.com

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com

WonHundred Word Wednesday

Prompt: Was it a knock that had woken her?

Dannika sat up in bed. Was it a knock that had woken her? No one knew she was at the cabin except her aunt. She slipped out of bed and pulled on her jeans. Who’s out there? The cabin had seemed the perfect place to study for finals. No service on her cell phone, no tv, no internet. Now she wasn’t so sure. She ducked into the kitchen, took a knife from the drawer, and went to the front door to make sure the deadbolt was secure.  Just as she peeked through the drapes, she heard a woodpecker tap-tap-tapping. Phew!

jaclynweist.blogspot.com

mistglenmoon.net

lauradbastian.com

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

Noisy Birds

Can you identify these birds? They are sandhill cranes. During the summer months they fly overhead every morning on their way to the marsh and fly back in the afternoon. They’re noisy!

Flying Fish Wives

From inside the house

I hear the cranes

Flying overhead.

Chatter-prattle

Jabber-twaddle

Complaining fish wives

As if they own the sky.

The First Snow Birds

For ten million winters

Sandhill cranes

With six foot wingspans

Have flapped a thousand miles

To forage roots, frogs and worms in a shallow marsh

And dance in the southern sun.

Flash By!

The prompt:  As she searched, her movements were frantic.

 Danny sat in the blind, shivering. The temperature had plummeted at sunset, but he couldn’t leave. Fifteen feet below him, a female grizzly stood erect on her hind legs and sniffed the air. His platform was hidden in branches but his scent must have smelled appetizing.  He whispered a prayer, fumbling with his phone. No service. The bear snorted. She lumbered through the brush, batting aside the saplings . As she searched, her movements were frantic. She raised her immense head and growled.   Moments later, her cub gamboled up to meet her. She nosed it and they both meandered away.   

I wonder what everyone else wrote. Let’s find out!

mistglenmoon.net

jaclynweist.blogspot.com

alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com

lauradbastian.com

myfam-i-lee.blogspot.com