Category Fiction

Ricochet – Friday Fictioneers

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Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - Sandra Crook

Copyright – Sandra Crook

– Ricochet –

“Hello!”

…..Hello! Hello!

“Can you hear me?”

…..Hear me? Hear me?

“Come on, Sal, we haven’t got time to play echoes now.”

“I’m not playing.”

“Well, what are you doing, then? You did this when we visited that other amphitheatre last year – it was so embarrassing!”

“That was different. I was just wondering –“

“What?”

“I was just wondering – if Hitler had practiced his Nuremberg rally speeches somewhere like this and his words came back to him, do you think he might have listened to himself? Even changed his mind?”

“I wish I could say yes, but…”

“No. Me either.”

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Click on the blue froggy below to read others’ offerings!

Delusions of Grandeur – VisDare 41

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Here’s my latest offering for Anonymous Legacy‘s photo-inspired prompt, VisDare. This week’s prompt word is ‘Transfixed’. The rules are simple:

150 words – or less.

Post entry to your blog and “link in”.

(Please – no erotica or graphic violence.)

DON’T FORGET to read and comment on others’ entries!!

The photo is below, and my piece follows.  Let me know what you think, and give it a go yourself, why not?

– Delusions of Grandeur – 

“How much longer, David?”

“Sorry darling, I need to check the metering again. Have you any idea how expensive it is to develop large format film, these days? I can’t afford to get it wrong.”

“Don’t ‘darling’ me! Have you any idea how much it hurts to hold this position? Why couldn’t you go digital like everyone else?”

“Sadie, sweetheart! You look glorious! The pain will be worth it, trust me!”

“Just hurry up and get it over with.”

“You’re an absolute treasure, darli – I mean Sadie. Just one more, that’s it! Serene, enchanting – just perfect. And we’re done!”

“This isn’t for a major publication, is it?”

“Errrr -”

“It’s for your stupid blog, isn’t it? Well?”

“OK, but I’ve got another follower now. You never know -”

“Oh yes I do. Never. Again. And you’re paying for my sports massage this time. I hate you.”

*****

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The Pigeon Fancier – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

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Here is my offering for Alastair’s Photo Fiction this week, inspired by the photo below.  Why not take part? And why not visit his photography and writing blog to take a look at his other photos…?

Copyright - A Mixed Bag

Copyright – A Mixed Bag

– The Pigeon Fancier –

“Hey, George! Psst! Are you in there?”

“Don’t be silly, Jim. He ain’t in there! Why would he be in there?”

“Look, Sally’s convinced that’s where she saw him last, before they put the air brick back. Why d’you think she’s been standing here like a lovelorn loon, billing and cooing like it’s going out of fashion?”

“Boys! Shush! I can hear him! He’s definitely in there…”

“Come on, Sally love, you know you’re wasting your time. He’s done a runner, same as always…”

“No he hasn’t! You always want to talk him down – listen!”

“Come on, Jim, let’s leave her to it. She won’t listen – stupid girl!”

“Salleeeeee, Salleeeee, pride of our alley, you’re more than the whole world toooo me…”

“See! I told you boys! He’s singing to me! George! George! Here I am!”

“Jim – it’s that film on TV again, she’s got it all wrong, poor love.”

“Bless her. Let’s leave her to it, like you said. The blighter doesn’t deserve her…”

Here’s a bit of background, for those of you that don’t know the film Sally in Our Alley, or the song by Gracie Fields.