Bear Starfire

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14 June 2019

Published June 12, 2019 by rochellewisoff

Dear Friday Fictioneers,

While I realize my page is FF central where you come for the prompt and instructions,the lower half of the page is also my comment section. In light of this, I have a favor to ask of all of you. When you have an issue such as problems with linking in the inLinkz or have a technical question, please direct these to my email runtshell@gmail.com. I check my email as often as I look at my comments (which I also appreciate greatly). Thank you for your consideration.

Shalom,

Rochelle

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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. 

PHOTO PROMPT © Valerie J. Barrett

 

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This week’s prompt inspired me to share an excerpt (slightly tweaked to fit) from my semi-finished novel WHAT THE HEART WANTS that’s under the scrutiny of a few of my beta readers. Asher and his friend Ilya have left Eastern Europe for the USA. After living in New York’s Lower East Side, they decide to travel west by covered wagon. After surviving a blizzard in Missouri they’ve been taken in by homesteaders. 

Genre: Historical Fiction (circa 1887)

Word Count: 100

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

With a sidelong glance at Asher, Ruth smiled at Ilya. “I’ll make you some medicine tea for your head cold. Asher, will you slice the potatoes?”

            She chopped a chunk of meat and said, “Thank you, Brother Deer for providing us with sustenance.”

            In fringed moccasins, she moved about the room with balletic grace. Her yellow calico dress, trimmed with blue beads, complimented her lithe figure and bronze complexion. Her sleek braids, bound with leather ties, hung well below her slender waist.

            Ilya’s explosive sneeze startled Asher. His cheeks flamed with the realization he had not touched a single potato.

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  • I hope you’ll CLICK HERE and read the story I wrote for another blog challenge for Writers Unite! It’s a monthly blog challenge and quite a bit longer than the usual flash fictions. (But shorter than my novels 😉 ) 

 

11 January 2019

Published January 9, 2019 by rochellewisoff

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As always, please be considerate of your fellow Fictioneers and keep your stories to 100 words. (Title is not included in the word count.)  Many thanks. 

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. 

PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal

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The following is an excerpt, cut down to size, from my WIP “What the Heart Wants.” The year is 1881. Aggie, a former nun who worked at the Indian boarding school, has fled, taking Ruth Bear Starfire with her for her own protection.

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

NEGOTIATIONS

            “Pretty li’l Injun,” said the general store clerk. “What tribe?”

            Ruth’s cheeks blazed. 

            “She’s my daughter,” said Aggie.

            “Uh-huh.” He eyed Aggie’s blonde hair. “Strong resemblance.”  

            “How much for the Winchester?”

   “$40. Firm.”

            “I’ll give ya $25.”

            “$35.” 

            “Please, sir. My baby ain’t et no meat in a coon’s age.” Aggie crossed herself. “I’m a-prayin to the Blessed Virgin my Ruthie don’t perish from starvation.”

            “$25 it is.” With a bucktoothed grin he laid sacks of sugar and flour on the counter. “I can’t have your deaths on my conscience.” 

            “Would you mind tossing in some sorghum and cornmeal, too?”

*Note to those who feel they can’t cut their stories down to 100 words. The excerpt I started with was 383 words. Certainly, cutting it lost the original intent of the chapter. However it turned it into another aspect of the same story and, I think, stands alone. 

*Note 2, for those wondering how the photo prompt inspired my offering. This takes place in an old fashion general story where candy was kept in large jars. In the original chapter the store clerk offer little Ruth a candy stick. 

 

 

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