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ROCHELLE BORROWS ETHEL & CHERYL

Imagine my surprise when I checked FRIDAY FICTIONEERS today to see what photo prompt Rochelle chose for this week’s stories… Not only did she steal my photo and my characters, but she stole Me!  Be sure to read all the stories, by some pretty talented writers, about the chair in Egg Lake on San Juan Island.  Start with Rochelle’s… and maybe try writing at Fri Fic sometime.

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple

10 FEBRUARY 2017

PUBLISHED FEBRUARY 8, 2017 BY ROCHELLEWISOFF

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PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

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Contrary to the familiar Thoreau quote, this week it’s what I’m looking at that matters in my story. 

Genre: Hysterical Fiction

World Count: 100

ETHEL AND CHERYL AND TED AND ALICE

    Ethel, Cheryl and Ted strolled along the banks of Egg Lake singing “Alice’s Restaurant” in three-part harmony.

            “Walk right in, it’s around the back…,” sang Ethel.

            Cheryl chimed in with, “…just a half a mile from the railroad track.”

            Ted stopped at the lake’s edge and raised his trusty Canon. “Whoa, what a great shot!”

            Ethel frowned. “With all this beautiful scenery why would you take a picture of an old chair in the water?”

            “To post on my blog.” Ted snapped another angle. “I never know when that purple-obsessed midget might snag one of my photos for Friday Fictioneers.”

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Here’s Rochelle with a familiar book… all her titles are available at Amazon

THEY WRITE ON FRIDAYS… Friday Fictioneers

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THEY WRITE ON FRIDAYS… a Drabble x Four for FriFic

On the Northside of Chicago, a call button is pushed…

“Ethel, lemme in.”

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“Those stairs are going to kill me. What you want to show me?”
“Check this out, Cheryl; I’m writing a story!”
“What the hell is this photo?”
“It’s my writing prompt for Friday Fictioneers. I’m going to be an author!”
“Oh spare me. Is this before the oil painting, the pottery, or the garden?”
“No, I’m serious this time.”
“You are always serious, Ethel, you just find something new the next day. Okay, what’s with this Friday fiction thing?”
“A writing group that writes on Friday’s. A lady named Rochelle runs it, and she’s written a bunch of books. Look, here’s all the people and their stories this week.”
“Hmmm… if they write on Friday, how come there’s 56 stories, it’s Thursday? Besides, they look like a bunch of weirdos to me, look at that guy with the clown nose, number 53 looks cute, though. What do you want me to do?”
“Help me think of a story, Cheryl. I thought this would be easy, but I don’t see any story in this photo.”
“Quit whining, Ethel. I see a prison in this photo. Do you think Peter Abbey was in prison?”
“Who?”
“Peter Abbey, the guy Rochelle got the picture from. I swear you don’t pay attention to anything, Ethel. Write a story about a prison. How long does it have to be?”
“100 words, no more no less. I hear she’s pretty strict!”
“How in hell you supposed to write a story in 100 words? Maybe we better read a couple stories.”

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“I have to admit, Ethel, some of those are pretty good. Just steal an idea from one of them.”
“I can’t do that if I’m going to be a real writer, Cheryl, they have to be my words. Besides, they might catch on and then I’d get in trouble.”
“Oooooh, what kick you out of being a Friday Writer?”
“It’s Friday Fictioneers because we write fiction!”
“And you write on Friday; I get it. Okay, let’s write a prison story. One for women and there’s lots of cat fights.”
“Good, and mean guards! Someone gets a shiv in this walkway and there’s blood all over.”
“I like that, better start writing this down. I’ll help you.”
“I’m excited, Cheryl, maybe I’ll be a famous author someday.”
“Don’t you mean, We, Ethel?”

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I have always written exactly 100-word stories… no more no less… and as Ethel says, ‘I hear she’s pretty strict!’ and I have never wanted to get on that little ball of fire’s bad side.  But, since this is Rochelle’s fourth year heading up Friday Fictioneers, I thought I’d write 400 words… a Drabble a Year.  I asked the girls to help; I wonder if they can figure out how to work the frog thing.  Thanks to Peter Abbey for the photo prompt.

Here’re some stories from other people who write on Fridays…

A FRIEND IN NEED… FridayFictioneers

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A FRIEND IN NEED… a drabble for FriFic

A telephone rings on the Northside of Chicago…

“Ethel, it’s Cheryl.”

“Cheryl!  What’s wrong?”

“What do you mean what’s wrong?  Nothing’s wrong.”

“But, you never call me.”

“Well, I’m calling you now.  Is your power out?”

“No. I thought you said nothing was wrong?  I know what this ‘nothing wrong’ call is all about.  Your power is out and Survivor is on tonight and you’re afraid you’ll miss it.”

“Okay, yes!  Aren’t you the detective?”

“I guess we always call when we want something, Cheryl, and I want anchovies on the pizza you are bringing with you tonight.”

“Wait a minute.”

“Just on my half will be fine.”

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction… This week’s photo prompt is by Chairwoman Rochelle-Wisoff-Fields… go to… ADDICTED TO PURPLE… for more info.

For more stories based on the prompt… 

CHEF BO… FridayFictioneers

 

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CHEF BO…a drabble for FriFic

On the Northside of Chicago, a telephone rings…

“Hi Cheryl, it’s me, Ethel.”
“What’s up?”
“One word, Cheryl, Chef Bo.”
“That’s two words. What’s Chef Bo?”
“A new Chinese restaurant on Irving! We have to go.”
“You know I don’t like Chinese, Ethel.”
“Well, you like Birds Nest Soup, Cheryl.  And I’ll bet they have barbecued pork.”
“Liked, I found out how they make it, disgusting. I like the pork and I guess fried rice is okay. What’s with the Chef Bo obsession?”
“I have a coupon.”
“Of course you do, Ethel! If you had one to Hell we’d be crossing the river Styx. Okay, but you’re buying.”

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Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers and C. E. Ayr for the photo prompt.

For more 100-word stories based on this photo, click here… 

SPRING PLANTING… Friday Fictioneers

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SPRING PLANTING… a drabble for FriFic

The phone rings in a brownstone in Chicago…

“Hi, Ethel, what’s up!”

“Spring!!! That’s what, Cheryl.”

“It’s 36 degrees out, what makes you think it’s Spring?”

“The landlady is planting flowers and she always does that on the first day of Spring.  But I don’t like her new planter.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s a porcelain throne, Cheryl!!!”

“What the hell are you talking about, Ethel? What’s a porcelain throne?”

“As if you’ve never hugged the Porcelain Throne, goody-two-shoes. It’s a commode. A loo.”

“For Christ’s sake, Ethel, speak English!”

“It’s a toilet, dammit! In front of my house!!!”

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Ethel and Cheryl have returned to Friday Fictioneers!   Rochelle threatened to steal this photo from TedBook’s DAILY PICS, and it looks like she did!  To read more stories based on this photo or write one of your own, click on the frog.

 

King of the Mountain… Revisited

Repeating the story I wrote the first time this photo appeared at Friday Fictioneers, featuring our own Ironman… To read current stories of this photo prompt by Sean Fallon (he’s alive and well in Australia) click this frog…    

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Friday Fictioneers… THE CHAIRS

Rochelle is turning back the Hands of Time at Friday Fictioneers. Called, taking the holidays off… well deserved I might add. So, I dug back into the TedBook Archives and found the story I did for this photo prompt by Jean L. Hays.  The date was December 28, 2012. Enjoy.

For my Friday Fictioneers friends, check out the original post at the bottom and see how many that commented are still with us.

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THE CHAIRS… a Drabble for Friday Fictioneers

Chairs, or lack of… it was down to ergonomics now. Douglas had his proven recipes and even decided on the background music. But to lure people in, to clack away on the next Great American Novel, required comfort.  And, Doug planned big. Soon maybe the next Canterbury Tales or something for Bollywood, as he would go global with his empire.   Colors, fabrics, and shapes danced in his head, as did slogans, jingles, and logos.

The honking horn shattered his reverie. Doug slid open the window and put out his tip jar. The silver mini-van pulled up with his first customer.

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A beautiful photo prompt this week by Rochelle‘s friend,  Jean Hays, who created the Ab Fab stained glass panel.  When I was in Sacramento, I lived on Fulton Ave.  I wonder what is at 708?  Maybe this coffee shop.  Here are the 2015 stories on this prompt…

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To see my original story from 2012, I changed a little bit today, mostly punctuation… View Original Story

WHO???

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WHO???… a drabble for Fri Fic

“Hi, Cheryl, it’s me, Ethel. Guess what we have to watch!”

“Not another reality show, please.”

“No, it’s science-fiction!!!  A guy travels around in a British police station saving the world from aliens!”

“Great, you probably got that from Kate, I think she flies around in a Photo Booth”.

“No, Betty.”

“Hockey Betty? I thought she only watched Survivor and Big Brother.”

“She turned me on to sci-fi! It’s a great show; you have to watch.”

“What’s this policeman’s name?”

“Who. He’s not a cop he’s a doctor.”

“Okay, a doctor?”

“Who.”

“Stop saying who, Ethel.”

“He’s Doctor Who, dammit!!!

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Love the photo by Roger Bultot, that Rochelle Wisoff- Fields picked for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt.  Be sure to read her story… and all the other Fictioneers stories. Thanks for reading mine, it’s been a while.

On a side note… I usually don’t divulge my inspiration for characters… but in this case, Kate is based on a friend of mine in Austraila with a very interesting blog… please visit and say Hi.  I think you will like her as much as I.  Photobooth Journal

One final note… this story is dedicated to my granddaughter, UlaG, who is a frequent contributor to TedBook and a Doctor Who Fanatic.

 

Friday Fictioneers… THREE FLAT WALKUP

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PHOTO PROMPT – © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

THREE FLAT WALKUP… A Drabble for FriFic

A Brownstone, Wicker Park… the telephone rings…

“Cheryl, it’s me.”

“For Christ’s sake, Ethel, where are you, Big Brother’s started and they’re about to vote.”

“I’m on the second floor.”

“What in the hell are you doing on the second floor, get up here!”

“I don’t feel well, I’m so out of breath I don’t think I can. I’ll just sit here awhile, let me know who gets evicted.”

“Bullshit, Ethel! I’m coming down to get you.”

“But you’ll miss your show.”

“I got a satellite now. We’ll watch it together, you know I can’t watch our show without you.”

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A prompt fromRochelle Wisoff-Fields personal photo collection this week.  To read other Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Stories this week… click the Frog…

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A WHALE TALE

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A WHALE TALE… A Drabble for FriFic

Somewhere in Chicago a telephone rings…

“Hi Cheryl, it’s Ethel!”

“What’s up now, Ethel?”

“Pack your bags we’re going whale watching in Friday Harbor! I got a cheap flight to Seattle, and a boat’s going to take us up to the San Juan Islands to see whales.”

“Ethel, why on earth would I want to see whales?”

“You said you liked Moby Dick?.”

“Moby Dick is a book about a whale. I said I liked the book.” 

“Oh… I thought it would be fun.”

“Well I think it sounds like a lot of fun. Besides we haven’t gone anywhere in a long time. I’ll start packing.”

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I’m afraid to say that I haven’t written a story for TedBook since last February… life has a way of getting in the way.  My friends in FridayFictioneers will be shocked, because, here’s a story… The Girls are Back!  Each week I faithfully look at the photo prompt Rochelle puts up, and this week I couldn’t pass… also finally having the time to write something helps.  Glad to be back.  Thanks to C.E.Ayr for this week’s photo, and to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting such a diversified group of writers each week… to read this week’s crop of stories …  FriFicWriters

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For those of you that don’t know, I live in Friday Harbor on San Juan Island in Washington state.  The west side of San Juan Island is home to 3 pods of Orca Whales (also known as Killer Whales) consisting of about 73 members during spring thru fall. They swim up and down the channel chasing salmon, while being chased by boats.  Whale Watching is a major industry on my island, with many whale watch companies here, in the other San Juan Islands, from Seattle and coming 20 miles away from Victoria on Vancouver Island, B.C.

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Whale Watch Boat… The Odyssey coming into Friday Harbor

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