Category: Friday Fictioneers

  • The Shed

    PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart  As I stood on the sidewalk, I couldn’t decide if I should call the police or check out the shed by myself. I knew the man had come this way, but where could he have gone? Was he really hiding inside the shed or was he just waiting for me?…

  • Ashes to Ashes

    PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox  I knew from the moment I walked in, I would never leave and I would never eat anywhere else. Every meal was prepared right in front of my eyes with a smile and a nod. The chef and I never had a conversation as our languages were so diverse, so…

  • Big Time

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  The table and stools appeared overnight and the graffiti came even quicker. As my neighbors complained about the sight, I knew I had finally arrived. I knew where my stage was and I knew what my calling was. And I finally had the perfect opportunity to show everyone what my…

  • The Waterfalls

    PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart  I heard the waterfalls long before we made it.  This is the moment I had been waiting for, for six years and I couldn’t quite believe I made it.  Even though I had been hiking and training for months, I was winded. My heart was beating fast, but I couldn’t tell…

  • The Fire Escape

    PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox  When I first moved into the apartment building, I had a love/hate relationship with the fire escape. The love came from the fact yellow was my favorite color (dumb, I know) and that I was also terrified of fires so I was happy there was a way for me to escape.…

  • The Fruit Stand

    PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox  “That is exactly the fruit stand I have been looking for. Exactly the kind of stand I want to buy. To run.” I stared at the fruit stand, trying not to be completely obvious, but I hoped the vendor would keep himself busy on the other side of his truck.  “It’s a…

  • My Mother’s Corner

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I never understood how my mother could work in her ‘corner’. I wouldn’t exactly call her a hoarder, but she never cleaned out her desk. Every time I tried to borrow her computer for a school project, I quickly became distracted by every single thing at her desk. Why did…

  • Red Rose

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  I knew the only thing that needed to move to the new house was the rose. The single red rose was the last memory I had of Johnson. This memory needed to stay with me forever. I wondered how I could keep the rose alive when in reality, I knew…

  • New Life

    PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda  When the flowers finally started to bloom, I let myself have a little faith. A little faith I was doing the right thing and had done the right thing when I moved hundreds of miles away from my friends and family. Until today, I had considered packing my bags and…

  • Spring Cleanup

    PHOTO PROMPT © Carole Erdman-Grant  I knew the building would be my greatest triumph. I knew I could bring life back to this sleepy town and I knew this was just the building. My soon-to-be art studio was just on the edge of town and everyone had to drive by on the way to and…