20 June 2014 -Summer Rerun

Published June 18, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Copyright -Mary Shipman

*I have out-of-town guests coming this week so I won’t be reading or commenting much after Thursday. I really appreciate all of you.*

This was the fourth story I posted for Friday Fictioneers, 1 May 2012. It’s still one of my favorites and it’s fun to go back there to see who commented and what they said. 😉

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word count: 99

SIMPLE HOUSE

In 1901 taxidermist Jefferson Thomas constructed a home and a thriving business. His petulant mail-order bride hated rural life.

One day her prized ruby from a former suitor disappeared. Blaming Jefferson, she demanded a divorce. Tongues wagged when she abandoned both her husband and child.

A century later a tornado devastated the house to a pile of clapboard. Amid the rubble, Jefferson Thomas III found nothing left of his heritage save a lone wall. He tore off a length of wallpaper and yelped.

A glass eyed, mummified woman stared back at him, a ruby ring clinched between her teeth.

13 June 2014

Published June 11, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

BENEATH BUNKER HILL

Determined to keep his promise to Joseph’s orphans and give him a proper burial, Paul searched the grave where dozens were buried. Flies buzzed. Maggots burrowed into the eye-sockets of the nine months’ fallen patriots. Mouldering flesh and matted hair cleaved tenuously to shattered skulls. His gorge rose. He covered his nose and mouth. How would he ever recognise his friend amongst so many?

His thoughts wandered to a day long-past.

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“Remarkable, Master Revere.” Joseph studied his smiling reflection.

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Sunlight glinted off a bit of copper in a corpse’s mouth. Paul gasped.

“My dental work. It is General Joseph Warren.”

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30 May 2014

Published May 28, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Literary Fiction

Word Count: 100

POMP AND CIRCUMSTANCE

“We’re graduated,” said Diane cradling her diploma. “Let’s go celebrate.”

“Not tonight, Miss Valedictorian,” I said. “I’m bushed.”

“Aw, Mike, don’t be such a stick-in-the-mud.”

“Tomorrow.”

“Now.”

A sucker for her sweet pout, I gave in. Four other kids piled into my jalopy. I hung my tassel on the rearview mirror and stepped on the gas. With youthful abandon we laughed at nothing and everything. We owned the future.

“It wasn’t your fault, son,” said the police after the inquest. “The guy who t-boned you was three sheets to the wind.”

“I’ll tell Diane next time I visit her grave.”

23 May 2014

Published May 21, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Literary Fiction

Word Count: 100

AFTER THE WORSE

“Cheryl, I want a divorce,” he said.

“I just need more time.”

“I can’t do this anymore.”

After David left I found a grief website where I met Keith who’d also lost a baby to SIDS.

“My wife blamed me, Julie.”

“She was in pain, Keith. She didn’t mean it.”

“How do you know?”

“Trust me.”

We never shared photos, but our conversations grew more intimate. In time we agreed to meet in a nearby park.

As the fog lifts I see my true love for the first time. His tear-filled brown eyes engulf me.

“David?”

“I love you, Cheryl.”

Writing Communities Connect Bloggers Across WordPress.com

Published May 19, 2014 by rochellewisoff

What an honor for us as a blogging community. A nice surprise to find this morning.

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We blog because we have something we want to express and we hope it will resonate with someone else. Blogging enables us to build powerful connections with people we might have never met otherwise.

There are lots of blogging communities and challenges aimed at fostering those relationships and inspiring more blogging. These three, all writing-focused, are building global networks of blogger-writers — maybe you’ll find a home in one!

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The mission of Today’s Author couldn’t be simpler, or more powerful: to foster a community of creative writers through a healthy and supportive environment.

Today’s Author is an open, flexible community of writers focused on helping each other kick-start their pens (or keyboards). Their prompts work for a variety of bloggers, while their “Writers’ Circle” posts explore everything from what to do when inspiration dries up to strategies for editing your own work to how we incorporate our traditions and…

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16 May 2014

Published May 14, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Literary Fiction

Word Count: 100

TO THE SHEARING

My seventh-grade social studies teacher strode the aisles like a stalking tiger.

“If Seventeen Magazine told you to, you kids would hang beach balls around your necks and dangle pop cans from your ears.”

I squirmed in my striped mini dress that varied only in color from seven others in the room.

“What’s wrong with wanting to fit in?” I asked.

“You know anything about lemmings?”

“Good in pie topped with meringue,” whispered the boy behind me.

My teacher extended his arm, hand straight, palm down and shouted, “Turn in your textbooks to page 245, ‘The Indoctrination of Hitler Youth.’”

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My story this week is dedicated to my 7th and 8th grade social studies teacher, Kevin McShane. Thank you, Mr. McShane for words of wisdom that have guided me through life.

9 May 2014

Published May 7, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Hysterical Faction

Word Count: 100

CLEANUP IN AISLE FIVE

Through hours of research I’d found the perfect subject for my weekly flash fiction—a family’s battle over wealth with a tragic end.

I posted it to good reviews. But months later, a venomous barrage of remarks sent shockwaves through my world.

“I hate your writing, you ignorant slut. It’s all lies. My father was murdered.”

“I’d take down the post,” said a friend. “But don’t let her anger rent space in your head.”

I learned that day about the power of friendship. I also learned when fictionalizing recent events, it’s best to change real names to protect the guilty.

2 May 2014

Published April 30, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

ALL THAT WAS LEFT OF THEM

“Tell me about the glorious charge of the Light Brigade, Grandpa.”

“Ah, Tennyson,” said my grandfather with a mischievous twinkle in his faded green eyes. “School?”

“I have to write a report about the poem.”

“‘Cannon to the right…cannon to the left’…tommyrot! Real valley of death was that bloomin’ pestilential hospital.”

“But you were wounded. A hero.”

“Poppycock! We just did what we were told. The true hero was the angel who cared for us. The lady with the lamp, we called her.”

“What happened to her?”

“For all her troubles, she contracted Crimean fever and is a homebound invalid.”

Florence Nightingale circa 1854

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25 April 2014

Published April 23, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100

ALL THINGS MUST PASS

“‘A sunrise doesn’t last all morning,’” I sing and strum the chords that take me back to a New York television studio thirty years ago.

There to meet a friend, I loaned my Martin to an aging musician for his last live performance.

“You don’t happen to have a capo, do you, Miss Guitar Lady?” he asked.

Something in his serene eyes and genuine smile reached to the depths of my soul.

My fingers move on the fretboard where his once did. I never changed those strings.

And as VH1’s cameras recorded history, George Harrison made my guitar gently weep.

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It’s not the best quality but here’s the clip that inspired my story. If you’re in a hurry and would rather not commit to 14 minutes the impetus for my story really starts at the 10:00 mark on the bar.

18 April 2014

Published April 16, 2014 by rochellewisoff

WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS!

Seize the opportunity to free your muse and allow her take you on a magic carpet ride.

Henry David Thoreau said it best.

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

THE KEY:

MAKE. EVERY. WORD. COUNT.

THE RULES:

Copy your URL to the Linkz collection. You’ll find the tab following the photo prompt. It’s the little white box to the left with the blue froggy guy. Click on it and follow directions. This is the best way to get the most reads and comments.
MAKE SURE YOUR LINK IS SPECIFIC TO YOUR FLASH.
While our name implies “fiction only” it’s perfectly Kosher to write a non-fiction piece as long as it meets the challenge of being a complete story in 100 words.
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