WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS. 

As always, writers are encouraged to be as innovative as possible with the prompt and 100 word constraints. 

Henry David Thoreau said it best.

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”

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😦 Note: Please limit your entries to 100 word stories that pertain in some way to the prompt, Last week I pulled two links that had nothing to do with Friday Fictioneers. 😦

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THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count. However, I respectfully ask for your consideration. Please refrain from taking the  liberty of posting 200 words or more as a Friday Fictioneers story. Thank you.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

THE RULES:

• Copy your URL to the Linkz collection. You’ll find the tab following the photo prompt. It’s the little white box to the left with the blue froggy guy. Click on it and follow directions. This is the best way to get the most reads and comments.
• MAKE SURE YOUR LINK IS SPECIFIC TO YOUR FLASH FICTION. (Should you find that you’ve made an error you can delete by clicking the little red ‘x’ that should appear under your icon. Then re-enter your URL. (If there’s no red x email me at Runtshell@aol.com. I can delete the wrong link for you).
• •  Make note in your blog if you’d prefer not to have constructive criticism.
  • REMINDER: This page is “FRIDAY FICTIONEERS CENTRAL” and is NOT the place to promote political or religious views. Also, you are responsible for the content of your story and policing comments on your blog. You have the right to delete any you consider offensive.

  **Please exercise DISCRETION when commenting on a story! Be RESPECTFUL.**

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• Shalom,

              Rochelle

Copyright -Renee Heath

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count:  99

IN BOND SHIPMENT

            With a wary glance over her shoulder, Laura rushed into the general store, her lungs burning. She thrust a basket into the shopkeeper’s arms.

            “Hold this until the train comes.” She dropped a dollar on the counter. “I’ve more if necessary.”

            Just then, a barrel-chested man with savage blue eyes burst in, cracked a horsewhip and bellowed,  “That’s my property. This Quaker witch is a thief!”

            A calm smile on his face, the shopkeeper reached into the basket and caressed the mulatto infant’s light-brown cheek. “Your son, sir?”

            “How dare you!”

             The shopkeeper winked at Laura. “No charge, Mrs. Haviland.”       

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A GLIMPSE INTO MY PROCESS

Renee snapped this week’s photo in Tecumseh, Michigan where she lives. By the architecture  I could tell that the building is old. How old I wasn’t sure but looks like 19th century. So I began the journey on the Google super highway which led me to the Underground Railroad. Tecumseh, for the most part, was anti-slavery and helped many an African American on the journey to freedom. Among these unsung heroes was Laura Smith Haviland.  A champion abolitionist, she did have some slave owners angrily on her trail.  To Tecumseh’s credit, there’s no record of any escaped slave ever being returned to his or her owners. 

Laura Smith Haviland

For more info on this courageous lady click here.