Friday Fictioneers — 10/4/13 — Three For One

Well it does feel good to get back in the saddle with Friday Fictioneers. I have been a little swamped with other work the past couple months and have missed out on the fun. But this week I am going to have even more fun than usual because not only have I written a story in response to the challenge, but I have also invited the students in my current creative writing class to participate along with me.

Unfortunately, most of those students have not had the time to submit something for this week’s prompt (I keep them too busy writing for the class), but two students have joined me. The first submission is a 100-word story from Jo Boester, who is a new blogger here on WordPress. (You will find her blog at this link:

The second submission is a 100-word poem from Erin Campbell. Now, Erin actually submitted this poem for another challenge we took part in, but when I looked at the picture for this week and saw the connection with the ocean, I took it upon myself to encourage her to let her poem apply to FF’s as well. She writes of tide and time from a unique perspective, and I think it’s a fitting response to the challenge.

I’m very proud of both of these writers and look forward to seeing them pursue their writing goals and publish more of their work in the near future.

Last of all, you will find my story. I was just in the mood for romance this week, and although seagulls seem to be the main focus of the photo, my mind and heart were captured by the beach itself and the romantic interlude it inspired. Hope you enjoy what we have to offer.

Here’s the photo prompt, which comes to us from E. A. Wicklund at


by Jo Boester

As I walked on the beach early one morning, I spied a seagull ahead of me, sluggishly wading in the water. The closer I came to him the more I could sense his loneliness. When I drew closer, I saw another seagull circling overhead.

The seagull in flight was slowly closing the gap between them, and as he swooped down, they both spread their wings wide in greeting. Some observers might have thought this was an act of aggression, but I believe it was a way of avoiding being alone for another long day. I wondered: “Do the birds, as well as man, desire companionship?”

© 2013 Jo Boester


by Erin Campbell

A rock is my island.
The rock is my throne,
where I sat and watched
as the world turned to dust.
A thousand years of progress
swirls around me like
a cloak around my shoulders.
It caresses my cheek and settles in
my eyes and hair like a crown
as the wind bellows at its loss.
Tides rise and wash the ages onto
sallow shores, leaving broken shell
memories behind in their wake.
I am the only one to keep them close.
The island grows as I grow.
Loved and feared by nothing.
A ruler of ashes, I command ghosts.

© 2013 Erin Campbell


by Sandra Conner

They sauntered along the isolated beach, shoes in hand, just as the sun slipped into the ocean.

Stopping at an outcropping of rocks, Jonah leaned against the rockface, pulling Valentina against him.  Her eyes sought his, instantly identifying the fire that turned them to wine. “I thought I’d never get you to myself,” he growled softly as her arms encircled his back.

He tightened his hold, burrowing his right hand in her hair, pulling her closer. Nibbling and teasing her lips, he finally possessed them with a hunger she’d come to crave. She felt the melting begin and eagerly surrendered.


Join the fun. Get the details over at Rochelle’s place:

10 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers — 10/4/13 — Three For One

    1. Thank you on behalf of my students. I try to encourage them to begin writing online as much as possible because the nature of blogging — when we do it faithfully — provides three very necessary ingredients for anyone serious about writing: it offers such a variety of formats, calls for so much discipline, and provides a willing audience (like a cyberspace family). I think the world of Internet journalism can be one of the best friends a writer can have.

      As for “wild and crazy”? Well, the hero of this story is just my kind of guy. I may have to go find me a beach and walk along the shore looking for him.

  1. Dear Sandra,

    Your students’ entries are well written, better, in fact, than some adults I know. 😉 Thank you for sharing these with us. I’m pleased that you use this exercise with your students. I look forward to reading more from both of them.

    Also, it’s good to see you back. I’ve missed you. I understand that you must be extremely busy. I enjoyed your heart-racing romance. Nibbling and teasing her lips? Love it.



    1. Hey, thank you, Rochelle. Actually, the students are adults. It’s a college class, and the ages run from very young to mid 60’s. It’s a real treat to teach a class with that much range because the variety of imaginations and writing styles is huge. Most of these students have never taken a class in creative writing before this, and its fun to see them grow in their understanding and execution of all the principles of good fiction writing.

      Thanks for the kind words about my own story. Unfortunately, in only 100 words, about all we can do is get their hearts racing. From there, the reader is on his own.

  2. Dear Sandra,

    Kudos to your students. i hope we see more of them here. Leaven the bread.

    You story is silky smooth and hot. I enjoyed its flow and rhythm and her beautiful surrender.

    Thank you for your writing and your wonderful, uplifting comments. Friday Fictioneers is lucky to have you, as are your students.



    1. Very kind words, Doug — for all three of us. Thank you for taking the time to read all the pieces and respond. As I told Janet in an earlier comment, I think Internet journalism offers so much opportunity and challenge for writers who want to develop and stretch their gifts, and I like to encourage all the students in my classes to get involved online if at all possible. Some of them are getting brave enough to set up their own blogs, and that’s going to open up a whole new writing world for them.

  3. Do seagulls feel as humans do…or are they merely creatures of habit? Now that I think about it, aren’t we? Seems we might have more in common with other species…than we care to admit. Food for thought… hugs for making me…think! 🙂

  4. Dear Sandra,
    I enjoyed all three pieces. Your students are very talented and it’s easy to see why you are so proud of them. I find it very rewarding in my world to watch others grow and develop. You are a very caring and loving teacher. The world needs more of those.

  5. I enjoyed all three stories. Thanks for sharing them with us. I wish I’d had a writing teacher like you, I might have gotten started much sooner.

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