Tag Archives: Flash Fiction

Just Desserts

PHOTO PROMPT © ROGER BUTOLT


“What’ll it be ladies?” Joe asked.

“Dessert!” Sue smiled.

“Something sweet! But not too sweet.” Julie sighed.

“Come on Julie,” Debra chided, “go for it! We’re celebrating!”

“Oh yeah? Whatcha celebratin’?” Joe asked as he displayed his sweetest pies to three sets of wide eyes.

Sue declared proudly, “Well, we have lost a total of 100 pounds between us!”

“Wow! I’m guessing you want whipped cream on top?”

Julie giggled, “Yes sir!”

Joe winked, “Coming right up!”

From a table nearby a child whined, “Mama, why can’t I have just desserts?”

The diner’s patrons burst into laughter and applause.

~kat
(99 Words)

For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.


Twittering Tales #30 – 16 May 2017

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. If you accept the challenge, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing us a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #29 – The Round-Up

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From Dillon at Lost in Translation

I look to define,
what I don’t understand,
What troubles my mind,
At the palm of my hand,
Yet the answer I find,
Is not in demand… 
(126 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions

The crystal ball reader’s job was easy. She just provided different lenses on reality. The consequent changes in action proved her right.
(138 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad

Toss.
He loves me he loves me not
Doubtful
Toss
He loves me he loves me not
YES!!
Toss
He loves me
Toss
Oh bugger!
Toss toss toss
He loves me not
Drats! 
(140 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101

He didn’t mean to break it.
They were due to go live in 10 seconds.
Hell, rain was forecast anyway.
They’d never guess.
(116 characters)

From Soul Connection at Through My Heartweb

Should I go for it or not,every time you helped me to clear my doubt.Today its not about doubt,the answer lies on my destiny.Its about Love.
(140 Characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila

on a good day
birds singing
forsythia blooming
kisses from Him Indoors
peace at last
on a bad day
wolves howling
flowers dying
Him Indoors left
help!
(140 Characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More Or Less

He loves me, he loves me not. Digital version of plucking daisy petals. [Am I behind the eight ball, or what?]
(111 characters; 21 words)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger

Everyone groaned at the final shake of the 8-ball, but Katy just grinned. Little did they know that Katy ALWAYS did everything backwards.
(137 Characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Max

The man I just met, will he ring ? Most likely yes. I feel a bond. He’s sultry, mysterious. Long term? Very doubtful, sigh.
(123 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings

Magic 8 ball, oh dear, what a blow
I’ve not seen one, so how can I know
how it’s meant to work
I feel such a berk
My ignorance now on full show!
(140 characters)

…and starting us off…

“YES” It’s a sign! I’m overdue for a raise. It’s time to ask. One more flip of the 8 Ball, just to be sure.”VERY DOUBTFUL”? Ugh…Nevermind!
(140 Characters)

Thank you to everyone who gave the Magic 8 Ball a flip, and tried their hand at a reverse query. It seems that for many of us the Magic 8 Ball is a great substitute for a daisy. A good thing too…poor daisies who have their petals plucked for the sake of our lovelorn hearts. I can’t believe we are at 30 Twittering Tales today! You all a quite a creative bunch. As usual, I found this gem of a photograph at pixabay.com. The minute I saw it, I fell in love with it. The photographer calls this photo, “Calm”. Um…Okay. So what do you think? Is the glass half empty or half full and why in the world is it leaning? Or is it? Have fun! I’ll see you next week at the round-up!

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Photo titled “Calm” from Pixabay.com

“It’ll be fun,” he said. 3 days at sea, 4 more to go, she glanced at the glass of water on the table. The thought of a sip made her sick!

~kat
(137 Characters)


The History Assignment

PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young


“I found it.” Pam whispered.

“What are you whispering for? It’s not like you’re going to wake the dead!” Mark guffawed as he handed her the etching paper and pencil.

“Shhhh. Just give me the paper. I hate graveyards; damn history class!” Pam’s hands shook as she created an etching of the famous headstone.

“Do you believe the legend that says if you rub the headstone the old man will show up?” Mark sneered.

“No! God! Stop it Mark!”

Suddenly the temperature plummeted. Pam whipped around to scold Mark for his incessant laughter, but he was gone.

~kat
(97 Words)

For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers challenge based on this photo by Liz Young. 


Twittering Tales #27 – 25 April 2017

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About the challenge:  Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less.

If you accept the challenge, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing us a new prompt.

Have Fun!

Twittering Tales #26 – The Roundup

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Photo from Pixabay

From Reena at ReInventions:

Do you fear that followers will catch up, or will you give them an opportunity? The acceleration speed shows the Leadership Quotient.
(133 characters)

From Lost In Translation 79:

Thunderous roar of the pavement below,
Throttle on full with no fear,
Grinding of teeth with baggage In tow,
The objects in mirror disappear…
(138 Characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
It’s always prudent not to be lost in the past, but it doesn’t do any harm to take a step back and view the broader perspective.
(129 Characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:

The view with the wing mirror is a time annominally. The past is following us, the future approaches yet we are here now. Where are we really.
(140 Characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:

Lane assist, self-breaking, computer, gps, blue tooth.
Car virtually drives itself.
Look, no hands on the wheel
and no proble . . . .
(132) (18.5)

From Michael at Morpethroad:

Reflective perspective
Makes for a fascinating discovery
Is it coming at you?
Will it collide with you?
A flash and it’s gone
You breathe again.
(140 characters)

From Gayl at Gayl S Wright:

No Turning Back
No turning back now
We said our goodbyes and left
Never to return
Oh, how they pleaded
The danger will be too great
Our minds were made up
(133 characters)

A Sad Departure
The lights of the town faded as we pulled farther away.
The fire had destroyed everything. With tears in our eyes we drove into the unknown.
(140 characters)

A New Adventure
Everyone cheered and wished us well. Leaving the city
behind us, we headed out for the adventure of a lifetime! What secrets would we find?
(139 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

After driving 24-hours straight, Tim’s paranoia would not stop. The barren desert flew by his windshield, but when he looked in the mirror…

From Francine at Woman Walks Max:

He’s behind us, he’s catching up.
Dad said “You marry that boy over my dead body”.
Didn’t believe him. Go faster, gotta get to the church
before Dad.
(146 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

On reflection I knew the twins were safer now than they’d ever been. Their father too! I wound down the window and tossed the 3 empty cases.
(140 characters)

From John at BroadsidesDotMe:

I want to break free, On the long and winding road, looking back in anger at the fading lights.
(95 Characters)

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:

By sunset I’d reached the border. The traffic thinned as the road climbed towards the mountains. On the other side, a new life was waiting.
(139 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:

Seatbelt on, clutch, mirror, indicate, off we go. Turn right, got to emphasise that I’m looking at my side mirror, then indicate. All good!
(139 Characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:

Past is the reflection…present now, the moving car…future is the headlighted gray road, traffic, indicators…the distant horizon…
(136 words)

From susmitamukherjeea at Uniquesus

Adieu
As I passed the town to settle elsewhere I looked back despondently in the rear view mirror. “If it weren’t for this darn job”, I sighed.
(138 characters)

From Patty @pjtemple (from Twitter)

Maniacal was that terrible thing in that one still moment. But now that it’s passed I release a cautious sigh.

and my tale:

“Do you see them?”
“No…I think we’ve finally lost them. Just a few more miles.”
“Then what?”
“We may never know. Look ahead. They’re coming.”
(140 Characters)

I found so many of this week’s tales on the “reflective” side. 😉 Hee hee! Another great round of diverse ideas and thoughts. Some of you definitely had me thinking and guessing and cruising! Thanks to everyone who came along for the ride last week. On to the next photo challenge. What’s happening here? Who is this woman? Who is the artist? Just a simple transaction…or something more? Send me a tweet and have fun! 🙂

Twittering Tale #27 – 25 April 2017

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Photo from Pixabay

He never forgot her face. They met at the cafe. Only once. He spent the rest of his life drawing the woman he might have known.
(130 Characters)

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Cold Pizza

PHOTO PROMPT © DALE ROGERSON

The boom of a trash truck outside startled her. Her head was spinning.

“Where am I?” she gasped, fumbling for her clothes. As she dressed the sound of someone showering hummed from the next room. 

“Why don’t I remember. Was I drugged?” she mumbled.

She grabbed her things and tiptoed past the bathroom; the front door in sight at the end of the hall, when she heard the water stop.

“You’re up! Where are you going so early?” his unfamiliar voice rasped from behind.

“Work. I have to go to work,” she whimpered not turning. The door was padlocked.

-kat – 12 April 2017
(99 Words)

For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers challenge based on this photo prompt by © Dale Rogerson