14 January 2021

Published January 13, 2021 by rochellewisoff

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

LISTEN TO THE BAND

“I’ve had enough of this scene,” said Stephen Stills as he sat at a coffee house in Greenwich Village. “I’m off to LA.”

Peter picked out a tune on his guitar. “Ya think you’ll make more bread out there?”

“Dunno. But it’s warmer.”

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As the two basked in California sunshine, Stephen handed Peter a newspaper. “I’m auditioning. Why don’t you?”

Peter read the ad. “I’m a musician. Haven’t acted since the PTA play in grade school.”

“It says ‘Musicians-Singers.’”

“Okay. What’ve I got to lose?”

Years later, Peter Tork told an interviewer. “I’ll always have the Monkees on my back.”

Stephen Stills and Peter Tork

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RIP Peter

February 13,1942- February 21, 2019

20 November 2020

Published November 18, 2020 by rochellewisoff

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

AKA WEEGEE

Adolescent Arthur Fellig rented a pony and took pictures of neighborhood kids with his secondhand View Camera.

“I wipe their faces and give ‘em a ride.” He winked. “Then sell their folks the photos.”

Years later, armed with a police-band radio, Speed Graphic camera and a makeshift darkroom in his trunk, he lurked in the shadows of New York. His black and whites captured the city’s seamier side like no others.

“You’re always on time.” Amazed reporters shook their heads. “You must have a Ouija board or something. What’s your secret?”

“Ain’t no secret.” Weegee shrugged. “F/8 and be there.”

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This a picture of my dad at 6 in 1920 in Brooklyn NY. 😉

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One Question – My Experiment

Published September 28, 2020 by rochellewisoff

I wanted to share this most comfortable interview between two of my favorite author friends. Kathleen Rodgers and Jan Marler Vanek. Kathleen kindly referred me to agent, Diane Nine who now represents my work.

To watch the actual interview, click Jan’s link to view the original post. 😉 You’ll miss out if you don’t.

Jan Morrill Writes

Recently, after a couple of Zoom conversations with my friend, Kathleen Rodgers, I thought it might be fun to record conversations with author friends about their thoughts on writing and their recent work or novels. (SEE OUR “CHAT” BELOW!)

After weeks of thinking about it and trying to find a good time, I finally jumped in and interviewed Kathy about her latest novel, The Flying Cutterbucks.

The conversation was intended to be just that–a conversation, and not an overly formatted interview. This made it both exciting and scary. Though I did have a couple of questions in mind to ask, Kathy didn’t have a heads up about what I would be asking. I think you’ll see in the video, it really was spontaneous–especially by the fact I didn’t even have a title for the “episode” yet. But we had fun, and hopefully, viewers will learn a little bit…

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AUTUMN HOUSE CLEANING

Published September 16, 2020 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Fiction

Word Count: 100

Yes. It’s me again. Double dipping. It seems my first story is only understood by a few. So I decided, by divine right of flash fiction queens, I’d write another. Thank you for understanding. 😉

AUTUMN HOUSE CLEANING

“I’m not a hoarder. I’m sentimental, that’s all.”

True to her words, Carolyn kept a clean, albeit, cluttered house.

“You could eat off my floors.”

“If we could find it.” Megan rolled her eyes as she rummaged through her mother’s kitchen cabinets. “Maybe. But baby bottles? What do you need with these?”

“Mama?” The towheaded toddler in the high chair reached out his arms and whimpered. “Ba-Ba”

Carolyn patted his hand. “Aaron. You’re too big for a bottle. Megan get your baby brother his sippy cup.”

“Mom. Stop!” Megan’s tearful voice startled Carolyn. “Aaron died fifty years ago.”

Saddle Up Saloon; Art Showin’

Published June 15, 2020 by rochellewisoff

This is what happens when artists gather at The Saddle-Up-Saloon. Looks like an Art Gatherin’. I’m right proud to be part of it. Thank’s to Kid and Pal for taking the time to chat with me. 😀 Shalom Y’all.

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Saddle Up Saloon

“Wow, Lit Kit Libation Slingin’ Librarian and new bartender at the Saddle Up Saloon, this art show is happening!”

“Really Kid? I can tell there’s no word limit here. Just call me Lit Kit already. But yes, the bar is busy.”

“Yep, Lit Kit, there’s sure a mess a folks here ta show an’ see visual art work.”

“Heehee. Some a them make Shorty look tall. Look, there’s Ann Edall Robson. An’ who’s that sippin’ a tall glass a Sauvignon Blanc?”

“You two don’t get out much, do you? That’s author-illustrator Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. And she’s been the lead buccaneer captaining Friday Fictioneers for the past eight years. Look, I have to tend the bar. Go talk to Rochelle, she’s interesting.”

“Howdy ma’am. Welcome ta the Saddle Up. I’m Pal, this here’s Kid.”

“Yer a author-illustrator? Soun’s like a chicken-egg conundrum. Which comes first?”

“Kid!”

“It’s okay, Pal, it’s a…

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WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – LONGEVITY

Published November 23, 2019 by rochellewisoff

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in Sammi’s Comment Section.

Although it doesn’t always, my title does factor into my word count this week.

My little attendants have grandchildren of their own.

Happy Anniversary to Jan Fields, my first husband for 48 years as of November 28!

LONGEVITY

“He’s too wild. She’s only 18 and he’s 25. I give it six months.” My mother told her friends. To me she repeated, “If things don’t work out you still have a bed here.”

The day I announced my first pregnancy her invitations changed to, “You made your bed, now you can lie in it.”

48 years, three sons and two granddaughters later, I still wake up in my bed next to my wild man.

Jan.

WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – TINKER

Published August 17, 2019 by rochellewisoff

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in Sammi’s comment section.

Word Prompt

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Challenge

“Why can’t the English teach their children how to speak?” lamented Professor Henry Higgins and later added, “Americans haven’t spoken it for years.” Although I was born and raised in these United States, I often feel his pain. 😉 So I give you my 75 words entitled,

GRAMMAR POLICE B.O.L.O.

“Joe and me had a great time today in the park.”

“Mary laughed at Joe and I.”

What’s wrong with this picture?

Let’s tinker a bit with those two sentences and see what happens when we eliminate “Joe and” from the equation.

“Me had a great time today at the park.”

“Mary laughed at I.”

Truly, I’m not trying to be obnoxious, but it is something for you and me to consider, don’t you think?

Wisoff Grammar Police

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Advent Calendar Day 1 (A Little Late Because I Thought of it Before Having to Leave For Work!)

Published December 2, 2018 by rochellewisoff

I’m happy to be first on Dale’s advent calendar. She’s a good friend and a wonderful writer.

A Dalectable Life

In the spirit of Christmas and the Advent Calendar that has been revamped and re-purposed in myriad ways, I have decided to do one of another sort. Instead of taking one chocolate per day (or wine or whatever goodie is in vogue) or adding one item into a box to donate for a good cause (a very good thing, indeed) I have chosen to send a little love to my favourite blogs.

Now, this is a difficult thing to do as I am only technically allowed to have 24 entries. However. My blog, my choice. There are 31 days in the month of December so, if I feel like it, I can send love to 31 blogs. Or more. I shall see.

I have pondered and thought and come up with a list. It might change as I move forward and remember that I forgot ones that I love because…

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COLLATERAL ORANGE DAMAGE

Published September 9, 2018 by rochellewisoff

This week Pegman takes us to Hanoi, Vietnam. Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. Feel free to use the image supplied with the prompt or take your own tour of Hanoi. You’ll find photosheres and a limited amount of street view in Hanoi.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the link up below. Reading and commenting on others work is part of the fun.

I hated to miss another week so I hope no one minds that I’m sharing something of a rerun. Not enough brain cells this morning to come up with something new. 😉 Thanks to Karen and Josh for keeping Pegman going.

This isn’t a fun piece by any stretch. Some may remember the shorter version I posted in Friday Fictioneers in February of 2016. Once more I dedicate this story to my brothers in law who both served in Vietnam and suffer the effects of Agent Orange.

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 100

COLLATERAL ORANGE DAMAGE

(Expanded)

“Farewell, Rob” was all I could muster as I laid my battered dog tags on his grave.

We’d been through a lot together, but in the end it wasn’t a Viet Cong bullet, but prostate cancer that got him. Doc says I’m next on the hit parade.

Please try to understand. We were soldiers following orders.

“A little defoliating agent to clear the jungle and expose the enemy.” Our commanding officers assured us. “Nothing that will harm a human.”

I’d read of the far reaching effects and wanted to check it out for myself. I booked a flight and a room in beautiful downtown Hanoi.

Last night, after taking in the sights, I visited a children’s hospital in Ho Chi Minh City. There the fruits of our labors languish with twisted or missing limbs and eyes that bulge from enlarged skulls.

We have exposed the enemy, and he is us.

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Guess Blogger: Friday Fictioneers

Published April 9, 2018 by rochellewisoff

Many have read my story of my Friday Fictioneers beginnings before. For those who haven’t, my thanks to Phyllis for inviting me to do a guest blog.

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Friday Fictioneer is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Field. She posts a photograph and the challenge is to write a 100 word short story.

I asked Rochelle if she’d like to give us the history of how she became involved and eventually the host of FF. Here is her story:

HERDING CATS

Six years ago, as a newly published author of a short story anthology, writing and rewriting my first novel, I didn’t have much of a direction for my blog. The few articles I posted were met with overwhelming disinterest.

One April day I noticed a Facebook post by someone named Madison Woods on the Ozarks Writers League page announcing the time had come for Friday Fictioneers. I found the title intriguing so I asked her about it.

She explained that every Wednesday she put up a photo and each participant was to insert it into…

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20 November 2020

One Question – My Experiment

AUTUMN HOUSE CLEANING

Saddle Up Saloon; Art Showin’

WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – LONGEVITY

WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – TINKER

Tinker

Advent Calendar Day 1 (A Little Late Because I Thought of it Before Having to Leave For Work!)

COLLATERAL ORANGE DAMAGE

Guess Blogger: Friday Fictioneers

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