“I vant to drink your blood!”
“Oh hi, Ethel. Why are you channeling your inner vampire?”
“It’s the new book for my book club.”
“I didn’t know you were in a book club.”
“I just joined.”
“Sounds like draconian reading.”
“No silly, it’s Dracula! My new favorite author is Bram Stoker. He’s from Transylvania.”
“I’m pretty sure Bram Stoker was Irish.”
“No, I meant Dracula, he’s Transylvanian. It’s very scary, Cheryl. He goes to England because they are running out blood in Transylvania.”
“I saw the movie and I don’t exactly remember it that way, he’s spreading the undead curse.”
“Well, that too.”
Want to take part in the WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT? Write a story or poem with just 103 words, no more no less, and send it to Sammi Cox.
“What do you think about this for a start to my story, ‘The raging winds’?”
“Hmmm, seems familiar.”
“Okay, I’ll go in a different direction, ‘The wise owl’.”
“What exactly are you writing? That’s not exactly that original.”
“A piece demonstrating personification in literature. I think I’ll do ‘The warm and comforting fire’.”
“Uh, this wouldn’t happen to be for Weejars by any chance? You know, I follow Mindlovemiserie’s Menagerie also?”
“Gee, I wonder if that was what was influencing me? Like one of those spirit hands guiding me.”
“Right. Let’s try a little experiment. Here’s a pencil and notebook, no computers. Now write something.”
As he began the test, all words and ideas fled from his mind.
For Weejars’ Saturday Mix @ Mindlovemiserie’s Menagerie
Our challenge is all about the use of personification in our writing. You will need to use the statement provided in your response – which can be poetry or prose… ‘As he began the test, all words and ideas fled from his mind.’
Mother screamed “Sally!!!!”
‘Great what’d I do?’, thought Little Sally.
“Get in here, now!”
If Little Sally were older, she probably would have cussed. But she is not, so she just bit her lip and headed to the bathroom, pretty sure what the commotion was about.
“What is that?” Mother is wrapped in a terry cloth towel pointing at the drain of the bathtub.
“Oh it’s just a spider. Don’t worry it’s not a real one.”
“Oh, you know it’s not real? It looks real and scared the bejesus out of me.”
“Maybe it’s Bobby done it.”
“Bobby’s at camp.”
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This week’s prompts are:
- beach city camp meeting
- dog me down
- a spider in the tub
Ready, Set, Go – you have 25 minutes to write a story, have fun.
I added my story to Friday Flash Fiction
“I don’t wanna do the dishes, I’m too little!”, huffed Little Sally.
” You are not too little to eat the food I cook, are you?”
“Then you are not too little to do the dishes. Time you did some chores, young lady. Besides you can stand on a chair.”
Little Sally drags a kitchen chair across the linoleum to the sink.
“I’ll get all wet. Probably get water all over the floor. Maybe break some dishes.”
“No you won’t if you know what’s good for you, Sally.”
Water runs, soap bubbles, Mother watches.
“Hey, this is kind of fun.”
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Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields … go see this week’s FF Challenge. This is the 100 words I got from Ronda Del Boccio’s photo prompt, it looks like my sink, except mine is full of dishes. I wonder how Little Sally did?
More Friday Fictioneers stories here…