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Draconian… 103 Words

 

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“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.”
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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.

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The First Edition

The Safebreaker’s Daughter

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“Hi, Ethel, how’s the crime story? Did the guy find his keys?”
“I didn’t like that he lost the keys, so I changed it.”
“Ethel! You are the one who wrote that he lost his keys!”
“Whatever, Cheryl, now the bad guy is a woman.”
“Okay. How far have you gotten.”
“Nothing written yet, but it’s a great plot. She’s following in the footsteps of her father. He’s in prison for burglary. It’s called The Safebreaker’s Daughter.”
“I think it’s safecracker.”
“No it’s safebreaker, it takes place in London. That’s what Betty said they’re called, and she’s half English.”

(to see where this story started   Security Guard)

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I loved this prompt by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch Literary Community… here’s the prompt: August 29, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the safebreaker’s daughter. Who is she, what did she do, and where? Go where the prompt leads you!

There is even a song called The Safebreaker’s Daughter by Mean Mary

Security Guard

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I look around for the keys, patting my pockets and scanning the ground, but they’re gone; that jerk stole my keys.
“Well, what do you think, Cheryl?”
“What do you mean ‘what do I think’?”
“Of my story! It’s a crime drama.”
“What story? Ethel, that’s one line. One line does not a story make!”
“Who said that?”
“I said that! For God’s sake you are exasperating. Let me know when you have actually written a story and I will be happy to read it.”
“Okay.”
“So, who lost their keys?”
“He’s a building security guard.”
“Ha! Some security guard!”

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Always fun to write a story for YeahWrite’s Weekly Writing Challenge. As always, I write 100 word flash fiction for this pair. Here is the prompt for Week #438:

This week’s occupation prompt, from YeahWrite #436 winner, Jen, is : a building security guard.

This week’s first sentence prompt, from YeahWrite editors, is: I look around for the keys, patting my pockets and scanning the ground, but they’re gone; that jerk stole my keys.

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Hey, I just wrote a follow-up to this story, check it out and let me know what you think… The Safebreaker’s Daughter

The Stones

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“Hi, it’s Cheryl.”
“Hello.”
“Look, I apologize, for how I treated you, Ethel. I was thoughtless treating my best friend that way.”
“Well, thank you, I won’t stay mad forever.”
“Good, because I got tickets to your favorite band to make up for it.”
“My favorite band?”
“The Stones! Playing at Soldier Field! Remember when we saw them in ’64.”
“They were your favorite band, Cheryl, I liked the Beatles. I didn’t like that Mick, the way he jumped around.”
“Well you like him now, right?”
“Of course, silly, they became my second favorite band right after that show.”

(This is the end of this story, the first part was here… One Day!)

The Rolling Stones: 2019 "No Filter" Tour Opener - Chicago

The Rolling Stones kick off the North American run of their ‘NO FILTER’ Tour at Soldier Field in Chicago, IL on Friday, June 21, 2019

I’m sure Ethel and Cheryl enjoyed the show that night. My friend Catherine saw them in New Orleans with The Librarian on July 15th, and I will be attending their Seattle show with Ashley on August 14th! The last time I saw the stones was in 1966 in Sacramento with 3,000 other fans. 

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August 1: Flash Fiction Challenge  In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story a rock star.” (And is there a bigger one on the planet right now?)

 

No bugs, please.

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“Hi, it’s me.”
“I figured, Caller ID, remember?”
“Don’t be such a stick, Cheryl. New restaurant to try.”
“What kind of food?”
“Chili Dogs!”
“For crying out loud, remember that diner you dragged me to in Cicero, and then you didn’t like the chili on the dog?”
“Well, Betty says this place is really good.”
“When was Betty in town? Where is this place?”
“She was here for the bug exhibit at the Field Museum. It’s out front. I thought we could go and get a dog and see the exhibit .”
“I’ll go for the dogs, Ethel, but no bugs.”

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Here is the Hot Dog Stand Ethel wants to try. The Field Museum is in the distance. Currently they are showing Fantastic Bug Encounters!  If you are in Chicago, stop by for a dog and see the bugs.

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I enjoyed the photo prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields chose this week. Lots to see in Roger Bultot’s photo, and I found a story. Funny thing… part of my inspiration for this story was one I wrote a couple of years ago. Guess who took the photo for that prompt??? A Jukebox at Every Table

Here is where to read other stories for Roger’s photo… Friday Fictioneers

The Frog Kick

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A telephone rings on Chicago’s Northside…

“Hi, Cheryl, you used to teach swimming, I’ve a question.”
“I’m all ears, Ethel. Why do you ask?”
“You know how Betty got me started being a fiction writer, my blog? Whadda call the animal strokes?”
“Oh yes, your blog. I haven’t seen much writing there lately, thought you gave that up.”
“Writer’s block. Betty sent me the latest photo prompt by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, there’s a picture of this woman swimming also. Story!”
“Dog paddle.”
“Not that one.”
“Butterfly stroke?”
“No, isn’t there a frog one?”
“The breast stroke is also called the frog kick, Ethel.”
“Great! Perfect title too.”

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Betty tells me that Ethel is busy writing her first Friday Fictioneers story, but she’s having trouble sticking to the 100 word limit. If you want to write a story, everything you need to know is in the photo below, I think that may have been the one Ethel saw. The official prompt photo is at the top of this page, please use that one for your story. 

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Click here for the other stories…

 

 

 

Jewish Church

roger-bultot-synagogue“Hi, Cheryl, instead of mass this week I want to go to a Jewish church, because of what happened in California.”
“I think they are called synagogues, Ethel, or temples.”
“No, temples are the Mormons, you like their singing.”
“Love the choir, Ethel, but I’m pretty sure the Jews go to temple too.”
“I guess I can look in the phone book for a Jewish church.”
“Oh for God’s sake. They are called Synagogues or Temples!!! Google it.”
“I’m going to ask Rochelle, she’s super Jewish and writes books.”
“I think it would be nice to go, let me know.”

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When I first saw the FridayFictioneers prompt photo by Roger Bultot I thought of having the girls go to church, then I saw the Star in the window. You may know Ethel’s friend Rochelle, she’s written some books.

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Overly Stimulated

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“Hey, Ethel, I’m stopping by Starbucks on my way over. Want coffee?”
“I only drink tea, Cheryl.”
“Oh really, since when? You had a latte at lunch yesterday.”
“Since last night. I read coffee is bad for you. It’s a stimulate, you know.”
“Everyone knows that. In moderation it’s fine, you just don’t know how to moderate. And, you are hyper enough without any added stimulation, Ethel.”
“Well, thank you for that, Cheryl.”
“Well, I’m stopping, they have a new Cinnamon Cloud Macchiato on the menu I want to try.”
“Cinnamon? Macchiatos have caramel. Okay, pick me one up, please.”

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 “Tale Weaver #220 Coffee or Tea”

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100 Words of Flash Fiction for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for Tale Weaver

Iced Caramel Cloud Macchiato and Iced Cinnamon Cloud Macchiato

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Charlatan…61 Words

“I told you he was a snake oil salesman, Ethel. Didn’t I?”
“You said something like that.”
“I said something exactly like that.”
“Well, I didn’t know what charlatan meant, you can’t blame me.”
“Someone selling free HBO for life in front of the Jewel? Course it didn’t work when you got home!”
“He seemed so honest, Cheryl.”
“All quacks are.”

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Silence… 15 Words

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“Silence is golden, Ethel, you should try it.”
“So, I talk too much, Cheryl?”

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Want to take part in the WEEKEND WRITING PROMP? Write a story or poem with just 15 words, no more no less, and send it to Sammi Cox.

Congratulations are in order, Sammi. This is your one hundredth prompt. I’ve done eight and enjoyed every one of them.

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