Speculative Fiction

WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS!

Seize the opportunity to free your muse and allow her take you on a magic carpet ride.

Henry David Thoreau said it best.

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

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

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.
While our name implies “fiction only” it’s perfectly Kosher to write a non-fiction piece as long as it meets the challenge of being a complete story in 100 words.
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Shalom,

Rochelle

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Genre: Coming Soon

Word Count: 99

ARBEIT MACHT FREI

Grandpa’s tattoo fascinated me. No birds or snakes, just a row of numbers.

“When I grow up, I want one just like yours.”

I was six and didn’t understand his tears as he picked me up and squeezed until I couldn’t breathe.

Over the years, his horror stories changed my mind about the tattoo.

“How did people let it happen, Grandpa?”

“One freedom at a time.”

“Never again, right, Grandpa?”

I’m now the same age he was then. Times have changed. Absentmindedly I scratch the still raw RFID tag site on my wrist.

Rome wasn’t burnt in a day.

What’s RFID? Click to find out. We live in interesting times.

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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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.**

Should someone have severe or hostile differences of opinion with another person it’s my hope that the involved parties would settle their disputes in private.
- Like us on Facebook
My story follows the photo and link tool. I enjoy comments and relish constructive criticism.
Shalom,

Rochelle

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*For those who need assistance in posting here’s a link to a tutorial generously put together on You Tube by our own Danny Bowman: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GkHVLkS3mH4 (Thanks, Danny!)

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Genre: Public Service Announcement

Word Count: 99

SILENCE OF BEES

In springs past white blossoms preceded the succulent apples that weighed down our trees. When I bit into one the juice sprayed between my teeth and ran down my chin.

Have you ever heard the music honeybees make in an apple tree in full bloom? It’s too late to listen to it now.

Since the Blight of 2015 the trees have withered. My sapless attempts to pollinate by hand failed. Flowers and fruit are bedtime stories we tell our children.

None of that matters anymore. My only child died in my arms. By our own folly comes our extinction.

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I can’t say it any better than this:

http://qz.com/107970/scientists-discover-whats-killing-the-bees-and-its-worse-than-you-thought/

or this: