AUTUMN HOUSE CLEANING

Published September 16, 2020 by rochellewisoff

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

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.

Carrot Ranch Literary Community

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

Tinker

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.

MythRider

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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Author Interview with Rochelle Wisoff Fields

Published December 5, 2017 by rochellewisoff

Since I did this interview our second granddaughter Elsie was born 12 November.

Book 'Em Book Club

Today we welcome Rochelle Wisoff Fields.

Book ‘Em: Tell us about you and your life outside of writing.

Rochelle Wisoff Fields: My husband Jan and I have been married for 46 years this November. We raised three sons who are spread from Upstate New York to Chicago to California. Our granddaughter Olive is 6 and her little sister is soon to make her appearance. When life closes in on me, the best way to de-stress is to walk (or drive if the weather’s inclement) to our nearby fitness center and swim laps. Between the fresh air and water, I always come back rejuvenated and ready to be creative. Besides writing, visual art is one of my passions. I was asked in another interview which I preferred, writing or painting. My response was that they’re on equal footing. Not only do I paint on commission, I also sketch and…

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Please Say Kaddish For Me by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Published October 21, 2017 by rochellewisoff

Many thanks to Kelvin M. Knight for this wonderful review of PLEASE SAY KADDISH FOR ME. It’s the kind that every author hopes for.

Kelvin M. Knight

As encouraged by Maria, Kelly and Mel when I wrote my first non flash fiction post for my blog, here is a book review… a first for my flash fiction only blog 😱

Please Say Kaddish For Me by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Reviewed by Kelvin M. Knight

The format of a book I want to read is important to me. I reluctantly read this book in Kindle format, on my iPhone rather than on my Kindle because my Kindle refused to download this book or any other book on Amazon for that matter. I say reluctant because I tried purchasing Please Say Kaddish For Me in paperback format from the author directly (so I could get the book signed while hopefully also getting a personal message). Despite Rochelle’s best efforts, the price of shipment from America to the UK was too high for me.

The point in telling you this? Simple…

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LOVE SHACK

Published September 24, 2017 by rochellewisoff

To enjoy stories inspired by the What Pegman Saw prompt or to submit your own 150-word story, visit the inLinkz button:

For guidelines and rules for the What Pegman Saw weekly writing prompt, visit the home page. Thanks as always to Karen Rawson for facilitating this growing challenge. I must say it’s quite habit forming.

This morning I’m actually caught up on Friday Fictioneers so in the wee early hours I had some time to write. Following the research trail, I learned something new about an obscure and dying custom of the remote Kreoung tribe in Cambodia. As westerners many of us would shake our heads. Scandalous? I’ll leave that decision to the reader.

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 150

LOVE SHACK

“When will you decide, daughter?” Mae clucked her tongue and shook her head. “When I was your age I had given birth twice. What about Heng or Phala? I happen to know both have visited you more than once. Either would make a good husband.”

Nineteen-year-old Duong Dara grimaced as she picked at her rice. “Phala fidgets and Heng’s breath is terrible.”

“Your mother is right.” Pa frowned. “Your sister has given us two grandsons and she is younger than you.”

Hours later Dara shrugged off their words as she peeked around the opening of her maiden hut. The power of choice was in her hand.

Chann approached. Moonlight haloed his gleaming hair. His mouth spread in a broad smile revealing even white teeth. Her heart raced and her breath caught in her throat as she anticipated those tender lips against hers.

Tonight the moon and stars belonged to them.

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*Note: Chann means Moon and Dara means Star. 😀

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple

Growing older is inevitable. Growing up is optional.

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COLLATERAL ORANGE DAMAGE

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