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2 September 2016

Published August 31, 2016 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Poetic Justice

Word Count: 100

THIS ONE IS MINE

 

Enan’s grandiloquent notes set off explosions in my heart. I kept every embellished missive in a gilded box. His purple prose enslaved me.

After every beating or tongue lashing, he would gift me with an impassioned written apology and weep until I absolved him of his guilt.

One day he left our cottage whilst I slept. A card on the nightstand, penned in his sweeping hand simply said, “Goodbye.”

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I wanted to search for him—beg him to come back. Instead, a fountain of sparks illumes the black sky. His words scatter amid the ashes and my spirit soars.

12 February 2016

Published February 10, 2016 by rochellewisoff

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Last week we had another short story winner. Margaret Leggatt in Australia. 

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Genre: Memoir

Word Count: 100

WHEN THE SUN CONCEIVED A WOMAN

            I tasted dusty tile floor. Aware of prying stares, lying in my own filth, I wished I could dissolve between the cracks of the thrift shop floor.

            A paramedic struggled to insert an IV into my collapsed vein. “What year is it?”

            “1996.”

            “Do you know your name?”

             My doctor’s words haunted me.

            “You’re going to end up dead on the bathroom floor like Karen Carpenter and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

             Was this the legacy I wanted to leave my children?

            Infused with renewed will to conquer the beast, I answered the EMT. “My name is Rochelle.”  

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*Footnote-This was a major wake-up call and the first day of my decision to live. The following sketch is part of a series I did to go along with an inner child story I wrote while in treatment, entitled The Magic Daffodils. 

Bubblle Blowing

Original Artwork © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

22 August 2014

Published August 20, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word count: 100

HAFIZ’S  SOLUTION

            “You’re unbelievable, Trisha,” said Joe. “We’re stuck in the middle of nowhere and you’re reading poetry?”

            “The tow truck’s on its way. Nothing we can do but wait.” She grinned at him from the passenger seat, her feet propped on the dashboard.  “Relax. Enjoy the breeze.”

            “The repair bill’s gonna be astronomical.”

            “Could just be the battery.”

            “Or the transmission.”

            Joe’s mind raced from one awful conclusion to another as he paced back and forth in front of the stalled minivan.

            Trisha giggled.

            “What’s so funny?”   

            “Listen.” She read, “‘O someone should start laughing! Someone should start wildly laughing. Now!’”

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The Gift

Published July 3, 2014 by rochellewisoff

For the first time in over two years I took a two-week break from Friday Fictioneers. The reason being that I had some special out of town guests and I wanted to devote as much time to them as I could. Many of you know these two stellar writers, Janet Webb from Naperville, IL and Douglas MacIlroy from Kamuela, HI.  

Since Doug planned to be in town for a couple of disc golf tournaments I invited him to the “Fields Bed and Breakfast.” Naperville isn’t far from Kansas City so I extended an invitation to Janet. One of the perks of having more than one guest room is that we can accommodate more than one guest.

Janet and me on the Sofa

It was nice to relax and get in some recreational reading. I think I was waking up from a recreational nap when Doug snapped the photo.

Doug at my desk

Doug sitting at my desk.

 One of the high points of the visit was a trip to Joplin where we had lunch with Russell and Connie Gayer. Since they live in Arkansas we met in a somewhat central location. On the way we stopped for gas in Webb City, MO. Doug snapped the next photo. Too good to pass up. 

Janet in Webb City

Janet Webb in front of that Webb City water tower.

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Connie and Russell Gayer. A rather serious expression on one of our favorite humorists.

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The man behind me is my husband, Jan. Connie took the picture.

We celebrated Doug’s victory in his division of the KC Wide Open. 

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One of Doug's favorite Kansas City sites. A disc golf shop downtown. The photo's a bit blurry but the expression on his face says, "I've found Paradise."

One of Doug’s favorite Kansas City sites. A disc golf shop downtown. The photo’s a bit blurry but the expression on his face says, “I’ve found Paradise.”

Selfie in a reflection. Doug had to snap this one so you get an idea of the differences in our heights. (One of us has some.)

Selfie in a reflection. Doug had to snap this one so you get an idea of the differences in our heights. (One of us has some.)

While Doug was in Columbia for his second tournament, I managed to break my toe, the second in two months. You can read all about it here

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