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Jamie’s Dilemma

July 17, 2014

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers! We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.  Please visit Rochelle’s blog for more information…and join us if you wish!

This week’s photo is by fellow writer Adam Ickes.

Photo Copyright: Adam Ickes

Photo Copyright: Adam Ickes

 

Jamie’s Dilemma

by Jan Brown

Jamie sighed deeply and nudged Skylar awake.

Standing upright in the narrow space of the storeroom, Jamie adjusted her miniskirt and wondered how long the red marks on her thighs would be noticeable.

For some reason, a creepy ram’s head was stored in the corner. It had one eye that seemed to follow Jamie’s every move. She bent down and discovered a tiny camera in the eye socket.

Was it transmitting to the Security Department or, worse yet, to Jamie’s husband?

Skylar said, “I see you noticed my camera! I’ve been compiling a video to surprise you on your birthday.”

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Throwback Thursday – Glee

June 26, 2014
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This is what Glee Club looked like, circa 1966-67. Not quite as glamorous or cool as the current TV show, huh?

This pic was taken when I was getting ready for the state competition. I don’t remember how the glee club fared, but my trio brought back the silver :-) Woohoo!

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Summer Lovin’

June 25, 2014

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers! We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. Please visit her lovely blog for more information…and join us if you wish!

Our fearless leader is taking a vacation, but she is re-running a photo prompt from August of 2012, and I am resurrecting the little love story I wrote in response to it. The theme of love and first kisses is particularly relevant today because it is my sister’s 20th wedding anniversary!

They began dating when they were both divorced and in their forties, so their first kiss was not an actual “first” kiss. But I think it must have been pretty great, because my sister called me late at night after their first date, to tell me 1) what a nice guy he was, 2) what a nice time they had and 3) he’s a great kisser!!!

So here is my little love story, in honor of Rita and Steve ♥♥♥

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Photo Copyright: Laura Helms

Old Tree, Young Love

by Jan Brown

They sat in the crotch of the tree, facing each other, legs open, hers on top of his. Their feet dangled freely, her left shoe slowly slipping, threatening to succumb to the force of gravity. She was more concerned about the force of desire. Hers and his. Equally strong.  As a thoroughly modern girl, she acknowledged her sexual nature. But still technically a child, she didn’t quite know what to do about it. She hoped her boyfriend would have a clue, but if he didn’t kiss her soon she might scream in frustration. Then, suddenly, ahhhh….

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Owner-occupied

June 19, 2014

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers! We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. Please visit her lovely blog for more information…and join us if you wish!

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Photo Copyright: Mary Shipman

Owner-Occupied

by Jan Brown

When the levees broke, I was living in the lower 9th ward. The raging water pushed a river barge right through our street, smashing houses and cars like a water-borne Godzilla.

Nine years later, only three houses on our block are still standing; two of them are owner-occupied. Most residents never came back, but Millie and I did. We’re still waiting for our husbands to join us. Come the evening, we pace the floors and weep.

The third house is inhabited occasionally by druggies, but they never stay for more than a night. They seem to be frightened of ghosts.

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Source: Wikimedia CC BY SA 3.0

 

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Friday the 13th

June 13, 2014

full of sinister spirit

black cat crouches

new scratching post!

Remember

June 5, 2014

June 6 is D-Day, and the NaHaiWriMo theme of the day is: FREEDOM.

As I create this posting, it is 06:30 at Normandy, France–exactly 70 years after the Allied invasion. This photo was taken that morning. My haiku/haiga is a small token of honor for the thousands lost that day, and for those who lived through it to know victory.

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Photo taken by Chief Photographer’s Mate Robert F. Sargent on June 6, 1944 (Wikimedia Commons, CC BY-SA 3.0)

Welcome Home

June 4, 2014

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers! We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. Please visit her lovely blog for more information…and join us if you wish!

This week’s photo is by Doug MacIlroy.  Mahalo, Doug!

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Photo Copyright: Douglas M. MacIlroy

Welcome Home

by Jan Brown

I settled into the sofa and put my feet up. If I had to do this, at least I deserved to be comfortable.

I logged in to create a memorial page: birth, death, survivors…a litany of facts without significance. Allegations of “beloved husband” and “dear friend” rang untrue.

Not enough reality.

I clicked “cancel,” started over.

“The deceased had no children with his estranged wife, but is survived by a son born last December to their neighbor, Mrs. Lydia Fitzwilliam. Manslaughter charges are pending against Col. Richard Fitzwilliam, recently returned from Afghanistan.”

Too much reality.

I clicked “cancel,” started over.

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