Friday Fictioneers – 2/13/15 — ‘Direct Hit’

Hop over to Rochelle’s place to get the details about taking part in the Friday Fictioneers challenge with your own 100-word story based on the picture below. This week’s photo is thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields as well.  My story is below photo.

VERANDA - ROCHELLE'S

DIRECT HIT

“Your instructions were to meet me on this veranda at 5:00 sharp.”

“Sorry, the tour group just left. They’d have seen us.”

“You bring the dough?”

Nodding, handing over an envelope. “It’s way too high, but here. You’d better be as good as you say.”

Black eyes sparked fire.

“Well, I can’t take any chances. You’re sure you can shoot from here and make the kill with just one shot?”

You just be sure you raise her window and then get out of the way. Or you might get two for the price of one.”

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Tell Me A Story Saturday Writing Challenge – A Woman Scorned

 

Here’s my own story in response to my “Tell Me A Story Saturday” challenge. Just follow the link to learn how to join in the fun. This week we are writing stories of 25 words or less.

WOMAN SCORNED

 

 

 

 

 

 

A WOMAN SCORNED

Annie!  You’re attending my wedding?!”

I’m the planner.”

You?  My ex-wife?!”

Relax …. Here, this glass of champagne’s just for you …. It’ll all be over soon.”

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers -11/22/13 — ‘A Dummy’s a Dummy’

I finally got a chance to get back into the game this week and join the fun. Friday Fictioneers 100-word story challenge. Check out the playing rules and join us. My story’s below Sean Fallon’s photo. (Well — maybe that isn’t really Sean — just an acquaintance perhaps.)

Copyright - Sean Fallon
Copyright: Sean Fallon

A DUMMY’S A DUMMY

Hey, wasn’t that hunk who just left your office Warren Flannigan, the actor?”

Uh … yeah. There are no more mannequins available for the store’s holiday window on Main Street, so I’m signing live actors.”

But the guy dumped you last month for that anorexic, bleached blond who can’t spell his name!”

Yeah, I know.”

So why give him a whole month’s free publicity in your window?”

“I knew he’d sign the contract without reading the fine print that said he’d be wearing green tights, pointed rubber ears, a light-up nose, and a jingle-bell cap.”

Wow … way to go, girl!   And, after all, a dummy’s a dummy, right?”

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