THE DANGEROUS BEACH

 

Photo Copyright: Lucy Fridkin

Here we are again another week. We’ve gathered this week at a beach to discuss our original stories. This is the Friday Fictioneers group. Our hostess for the gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us this week and every week is to write a story with no more than 100 words, not counting the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was provided by Lucy Fridkin, Rochelle’s friend since kindergarten. Thanks, Lucy.

To read the other stories by group members, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/12/07/9-december-2016/

Genre: Fantasy Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

THE DANGEROUS BEACH by P.S. Joshi

Brad was enjoying his vacation on a small island off the South American coast. He walked down to the beach one morning and was surprised to find a local angler standing and examining some marks in the sand.

“Senor, if I were you I’d go back to the bungalows. It’s dangerous here today.”

Brad noticed the markings. There were drag marks as though a large fish had been pulled in. There were also handprints larger than normal.

“Why is it unsafe? What’s been here?”

The man turned to him and said, “Amazon mermaids.”

Just then, a spear barely missed them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE VINE-COVERED STAIRWAY

Photo Copyright: Amy Reese :

NOTE: The New Your Public Library in the United States has just uploaded nearly 200,000 digitalized images (pictures, maps, posters,etc.) anyone can use for free. They’re free of copyrights due to age so are in the public domain. The link is as follows:

http://digitalcollections.nypl.org

Here we all are again for another week. Today we’re gathered near a virtual old vine-covered stairway. Our hostess for this gathering is the gracious and talented author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. We’re the Friday Fictioneers group. Our challenge this week and every week is to each write an original story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was supplied by Amy Reese. Thanks, Amy.

To read the other stories by the group, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/01/13/15-january-2016/

Genre: Speculative Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

THE VINE-COVERED STAIRWAY By P.S. Joshi

Twelve-year-old Sarah was visiting her grandmother in the summer of 1967 and was bored.

Her grandmother gave permission to walk through the village, but not to go near the old estate on the edge as it was dilapidated and dangerous.

Sarah entered the village and saw the estate wall with a vine-covered stairway going to the top. It looked safe so she started to climb. It was sweltering, she felt dizzy, but finally reached the top.

Was her imagination tricking her? Stretching before her was a vast green meadow with a castle in the distance. She was in medieval dress.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A DANGEROUS ASSIGNMENT

Copyright: Barbara W. Beacham

This is my weekly contribution to Monday’s Finish the Story, hosted by Barbara W. Beacham. Every Monday, Barbara supplies a new picture prompt along with the first sentence for the story. The original story to be written should have only 100 to 150 additional words. I’ve bolded the first sentence given with the picture prompt. Be sure to click on the little blue frog in the blue box, after clicking on the link, to read the other stories.

The link for all the other stories is as follows:

https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/05/18/mondays-finish-the-story-may-18th-2015/

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 3+11+150=164 Words

A DANGEROUS ASSIGNMENT by P.S. Joshi

The crew of the Angel Flame received orders to head out.

The Commanding Officer on board the sub was Commander Oliver J. Periwinkle. His years of service showed in the lines on his face. This assignment would add more.

“Skipper,” said his Executive Officer, Chief Bradley Blankton. “This’ll be a dangerous venture.”

“Yes,” said the Skipper. “I’m afraid we’ll meet with trouble. The President’s sent us since this ‘is’ the finest crew in the Navy.”

“Sir,” said the Chief, “Did you say that an enemy sub had been spotted off the coast of Alaska? Has it been identified?”

“Not yet,” said the Skipper. “That’ll be our job. We better be accurate as we don’t want to blow up the thing before we find out where it’s come from.”

“Ollie Periwinkle, are you daydreaming again?”

His aunt’s voice blasted at him, and he jumped straight up.

He grabbed a stubborn pea pod and attacked each seam vigorously. Peas rained down.

THE HOBO’S STORY

Copyright: Jennifer Pendergast

Here we are for another week, gathered today in a virtual train station. We’re here as the Friday Fictioneers to discuss our original stories for this week. Our hostess for this gathering is the gracious and talented author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for this group is to write a story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was supplied by Jennifer Pendergast. Thanks Jennifer.

To read the other stories from group members, just click on the little blue frog in the blue box after clicking on the link.

The link for the other stories is as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/04/08/10-april-2015/

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

THE HOBO’S STORY by P.S. Joshi

I’ve been a hobo since 1990. It’s a hard and dangerous life. My friend, Dan, and I travel together. I used to go it alone, but that’s lonely and even more dangerous. We ride the rails on boxcars.

We’re not “tramps” who work only when they have to, or “bums” who don’t work at all. We hobos are traveling workers. We look for the hobo sign of the two shovels that means there’s work available.

I’ll probably be a hobo until the day I “catch the Westbound.” That means in hobo lingo, “death.” Dan says he probably will be too.