10 September 2021

Published September 8, 2021 by rochellewisoff

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The next photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer, donated for use in Friday Fictioneers only. They shouldn’t be used for any other purpose without express permission. It is proper etiquette to give the contributor credit.

As some of you are aware, my story last week was based on fact. It’s been a busy summer, fraught with highs and lows. The story and picture are both reruns from 2014. A handful of you were part of Friday Fictioneers. Feel free to rerun your own story from that week.

Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100

C’EST LA VIE

When I was a co-ed I married a professional baseball player.

After a year, a specialist told us we’d never conceive.

Jack refused to adopt. He couldn’t see himself raising “another man’s bastard.”

Within weeks he divorced me and married a fan.

Devastated, I left for France. In Apremont-sur-Allier I found healing in Ranier’s arms.

“All I have to offer is my farm and my love,” he said.

“I can’t give you children,” I said.

“All I want is your heart.”

Today we greeted our fourth son, the spitting image of his father.

Jack? No runs. No hits. No heirs.

Weekend Writing Prompt – Pre-loved

Published August 21, 2021 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.

HOLDING HER HAND

Wayne urged me to get in touch with my inner child.

“It hurts,” I whined.

“It’s the path to healing.”

One day, on the way to my appointment, I stopped at a thrift store. Spying a hand amid a pile of pre-loved stuffed toys, I pulled out a doll with a familiar face. I hugged her soft body and was comforted.

Wayne smiled at her. “She’s you.”

Coincidence? I think not.

“Hold the hand of the child
that lives in your soul.
For this child
nothing is impossible.”
Paulo Coehlo

20 August 2021

Published August 18, 2021 by rochellewisoff

The next photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer, donated for use in Friday Fictioneers only. They shouldn’t be used for any other purpose without express permission. It is proper etiquette to give the contributor credit.

I confess, this is a rerun from four years ago. Some might remember, some won’t. At any rate, I’ve been out town for a week and am taking the liberty of not racking my brain to come up with a new story. 😉 It is a new prompt though.

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

ROAD KINGS

Arthur mopped his forehead with his sleeve while holding his bicycle’s handlebar with his opposite hand. He tried to keep up with his buddy who had been blessed with longer legs.

“Wait up, Bill!”

The other boy grinned over his shoulder. “Pedal faster, slowpoke. The fish ain’t gonna wait all day, ya know.”

Once they reached the river, the boys laid their poles beside their bicycles and raced to the bank.

Relishing the cool water, Arthur sighed. “Pedaling’s hard work. Someone oughta build a bike with a motor.”

“Who knows, Mr. Davidson?” Bill Harley splashed and sputtered. “Maybe someone will.”

William S. Harley and Arthur Davidson circa 1914

(L-R) My Road King, Jan Fields with Arthur’s great nephew, “Willie G” Davidson and his biker babe.

Weekend Writing Prompt – Wanton

Published May 15, 2021 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.

I’m calling this fiction with a side of truth. There are those who have suffered unjustly and then…

RACE CARD

“I never fit in,” she claims through crocodile tears, “because of my color.”

She bemoans her traumatic youth on social media to garner sympathy and hurls wanton accusations.

“You didn’t know me.” She whines.

Did she know me? No way. She was out of my league.

And now she expects me to pity Ms Pretty Popular Prom Queen?

No way.

WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – SOLITUDINARIAN

Published May 9, 2021 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.

Over the past year and a half I’ve carefully avoided the C word or any issues surrounding it. There are plenty of rants, whines and opinions raging without adding my own. However this week’s word (after looking it up) elicited my unavoidable response. Seriously I do enjoy social interaction to a degree, but find a lot of it exhausting. Thanks for adding to my vocabulary, Sammi. It actually does describe me to a degree.

WHAT’S A FOURTEEN-LETTER WORD FOR INTROVERT?

When asked in a Zoom interview if quarantine had adversely affected me, I carefully considered my reply.

“In all honesty, my life hasn’t changed much.” I grinned at the young man on my screen. “I paint. I write.”

“Is there any social activity denied you that you really miss?”

I thought about my morning walk to the shut-down fitness center to gaze longingly at the empty pool. “Now that you mention it—swimming laps. Not very social, huh?”

“Do you consider yourself antisocial?”

“I prefer to call myself a solitudinarian.”

CLICK to see the interview. My part begins about 11:55

Disclaimer: The preceding conversation doesn’t actually appear in the video. 😉

Block Editor – My Way

Published April 25, 2021 by rochellewisoff

Many thanks to Gabi for sharing this with the rest of us WP Luddites to take the pain out of the change. I’ve fought it for a couple of years. But I’m determined to get the hang of it. Please click on the link at the bottom to read more.

Through several comments I’ve learned that I’m not the only one in the Friday Fictioneers group who has problems with the block editor. Since that one is the future and Classic won’t likely be functional by next year, I’ve collected a few easy tips and tricks how I made my peace with the block editor. Mind you, I still struggle with some of the features. It is not intuitive and really needs getting used to. I am getting better but it still does things I don’t want it to do. Luckily, there is the undo arrow button.

What is most confusing to me is the fact that you never see all the options in one place, the menus constantly change depending on the type of edit you want to do: post, block, text, image, grid etc.. But it is all there. Somewhere…

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WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT – RESTLESS

Published April 24, 2021 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 Sammi’s Comment Section.

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It’s zero-dark-thirty in the blessed AM

She’s awake and restless,

Her mind ablaze with random ideas.

Nightlife?

Fuhgettaboutit!

So I’m trying Block Editor this morning. Some things don’t work the way I want them to. I’ve tried aligning things to the center and they don’t. Happy early morning to y’all. Shalom, Rochelle

So I’m trying this with Block Editor. There are some features I like and some I really DON’T! At any rate, I’ve a lot to learn. So having said that, I’ll say Shalom and Good morning! Rochelle

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.”

_____

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.”

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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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CLICK THE FROG!

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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