Shells, etc.

Copyright by Douglas M. Macilroy


Here we are once more gathered on the virtual, magical beach, chairs and large, bright umbrellas scattered about. We’re here with our gracious, talented hostess, author and artist Rochelle Wisoff-Fields to share our original stories. It’s the weekly challenge of Friday Fictioneers. This challenge is to write a story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to include a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. The prompt this week was supplied by Douglas M. Macilroy. Thanks Doug.

The link to Friday Fictioneers is as follows:

Genre:  Supernatural Fiction

Word Count:  100 Words


Every evening Francie gathered exquisite shells on her family’s private beach.

By the next morning there would be lovely shell designs glued on boards ready to sell to tourists.

Locals wondered how she found so many remarkable shells on such a small beach.

Her deceased grandmother taught her the shell art. Some had thought the tiny old woman was a witch. Those who treated her family badly suffered odd accidents.

Francie always chanted while gathering, “Grandmother help me with the shells.”

Every morning the remarkable designs appeared. “Thank you Grandmother,” she’d say.

All who bought the boards had good fortune.




33 thoughts on “THE SHELLS

  1. Grandmother helping out from beyond the grave. Nice!

    FYI. Seems you’ve got a bit extra under the FF Badge. There’s a bunch of white space then the first 2 sentences of the story again.


  2. Excellent! I like how you wove that whole supernatural element into a commercial situation. It has a vaguely mafioso feel about it — as in, “Buy my shells … you wouldn’t want something to happen to that nice car of yours, would you?”
    Great story!


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