Genius – Friday Fictioneers

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 - Randy Mazie

Copyright – Randy Mazie

– Genius –

Gerald shook his head, then stared at his friend.

To his own satisfaction, Marty couldn’t hold his gaze. “I did what you said. Didn’t I?”

“Really? D’you really think I wanted this?”

“You said you wanted to feel horny again, if it was the last thing you did.”

Gerald sighed. Even as a genie, Marty was a sandwich short of a picnic.

“Idiot! I meant horny as in teenage hormones, you know?! For goodness sake…!”

Marty slumped onto his oversized lamp, rubbing it absentmindedly. “So you didn’t want to be goat in a graveyard then? You didn’t want this to be the last night of your life…?”

No, I didn’t. Now do something about it before I kill you instead…!”

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Kriah – Trifecta Week 85

Below is my offering for week 85′s challenge word, which is ‘fly’. As you will see from the relevant blog post, the challenge is to write between 33 and 333 words of fiction, non-fiction, poetry or prose, based on the 3rd definition from the Merriam Webster’s Online Dictionary.  This week the 3rd definition of ‘fly’ is:

3a : to move, pass, or spread quickly
b : to be moved with sudden extreme emotion
c : to seem to pass quickly

Here’s my offering below – I hope you like it! Please check here for the other entries!

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– Kriah –

I will give wings to my rage and let it fly.

I will shout, scream and vent my pain –

in silence.

The sounds in my head will deafen me,

drowning out the joy of you.

 

This is not what you want

for me.

 

Trifecta

Ghost – Trifextra Week 75

This week, the Trifecta team have taken pity on us, after last week’s prescriptive challenge. This time round, just 33 words, on any theme we like. Ah, freedom (of sorts)!

I hope you enjoy my offering – please visit here to read many more!

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– Ghost –

This is where my heart splintered.

There – is where healing began.

When I thought I saw you – distance fracturing my certainty –

I understood my wishful thinking.

And the tear rent wide.

Once more.