Girl’s Got Skills

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PHOTO PROMPT – © Sandra Crook

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Genre: Hysterical Non-Fiction

Word Count: 100

THE DIMENSION OF IMAGINATION

The hourglass photo prompt taunts me. “You call yourself an author?”

Bits of flotsam swirl through my mind. Or is it jetsam? I get them confused.

There’s always my go-to theme. “I’ll take historical fiction for a hundred, Alex.”

Surfing the internet for ‘history of clocks,’ my findings are less exciting than watching oatmeal simmer.

Jim Croce saved time in a bottle and Steve Miller sang, “Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ into the future.”

Sand trickles through the witch’s hourglass.

“This, my little pretty, is how much time you have left and it isn’t long. Make every word count.”

The next photo is the PHOTO PROMPT. How does it make you feel? Can you make us feel it in a hundred words or less?

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

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Genre: Hysterical Fiction

Word Count: 100

STOP THE MERRY-GO-ROUND

“It must be fun to work in a bakery,” said a little girl, her eyes wide with amazement as she watched Elise make an icing rose.

“It can be,” replied Elise.

Twenty-two years ago it had been fun but now Elise’s hands ached and the clacking of the industrial mixer combined with the dishwasher’s racket made her head throb.

The clock ticked away her final hour of employment and she imagined herself turning cartwheels through the front door until a man with an eight-toothed grin plopped a cake down on her table and asked, “Kin I get this wrote on?”

(I confess. My middle name is Elise).

THE END OF AN ERA