All posts tagged Denial

6 September 2019

Published September 4, 2019 by rochellewisoff

Like us on Facebook 

*Note: The photo prompt is meant to be the INSPIRATION for your story not an ILLUSTRATION of it.  

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. 


Click on the Frog to Join the Fun! Hoppy! Hoppy! Joy! Joy!

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100


            Twelve-year-old Kathy burst into the bedroom. “Hey, Lazy-Bones, time for breakf—.” She choked on a scream.

            Tommy’s body hung by a noose from a rafter.


            Kathy picked at her eggs. “I miss Tommy.”

            Mother ignored the reference to her departed son. “Get ready for school.”

            Kathy shuddered. “No!”       

            “Traumatized.” Father sighed. “I fear Kathy’s destined to become a recluse. I’ll hire a tutor.”


            Years later, nineteen-year-old Katharine announced to the dismay of her father. “I’m going to be an actress.”

            Dr. Hepburn scowled at his headstrong daughter. “You don’t get anywhere in theater unless you sleep with the director.”

For More Info

15 May 2015

Published May 13, 2015 by rochellewisoff

Flowers from the Hill Thoreau

Friday Fictioneers and Poppy

FF copyright banner final

 The next picture is the PHOTO PROMPT. Does it speak to you? Tell us a story in a hundred words or less. 

get the InLinkz code

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 100


            I was born seven years after the Nuremberg trials ended and in our household the subject of the Third Reich remained an open wound.

            “Never forget what ‘they’ did to ‘us,’” intoned my mother.  

            Even now, whenever I see barbed wire, I’m haunted by visions of hollow stares and sunken faces.

            Yet, there are those who try to reinvent history and their students swallow the lies like oysters on the half shell.

            “Did the Holocaust really happen?” asks my young coworker.

            “Tell me, Tanisha.” I gaze into her eyes and tap her bronze hands. “Did slavery in America really happen?”     


Epilogue – Click Here




Writing from the Soul, Speaking from the Heart

Carrot Ranch Literary Community

Making literary art accessible 99 words at a time!

Magical Stories by Ronda Del Boccio

Bringing Visions to Life


Navigating the mountains and valleys of everyday life on the riverbank.

Our Literary Journey

Driveling twaddle by an old flapdoodle.

Addicted To Living

learning from one crazy experience to the next.

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!

Invincible Woman on Wheels

Conquering the World

This, that and the other thing

Looking at life through photography and words

Kelvin M. Knight

Reading. Listening. Writing.

Na'ama Yehuda

Speech Language Pathologist, Writer, Blogger -- musings, anecdotes, stories, quotes, life lessons and growth

Diane's Ponderings

Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.


Paula Shablo

Lost Imperfect Found

Self-discovery through self-reflection.

Sarah Potter Writes

Pursued by the muses of prose, poetry, and art

Sammi Cox

Author Aspiring

Neil MacDonald Author

A writer's journey

Autumn Leaves

For those who enjoy fiction

Native Heritage Project

Documenting the Ancestors

Living In Eternity

If Eternity Is Forever, Am I There Now?

Rereading Jane Eyre

Author Luccia Gray


Catskills Memories, Genealogy, travel and commentary

%d bloggers like this: