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

The link for all other stories is as follows:

Genre:  Realistic Humor Fiction

Word Count:  5+1+149=155


“They finally made their escape.”

As I wrote that, I dreamed of fame. Maybe I’d be a famous writer someday. I loved to write thriller stories.

The more people I literarily killed, the better. My favorite threat to someone who made me mad was to tell them one day I’d make them a villain in one of my books and shoot them full of holes.

Mom got hold of one of my stories one day and looked at me as though she’d never really seen me before.

“Laura,” she asked, slightly shocked, “how do you come up with this stuff? When I was fifteen I wanted to be a cheerleader and buy new clothes.”

She shook her head. “I just don’t know how a daughter of mine could be interested in killing.”

Just then the phone rang. She listened,  then shouted, “She said ‘that’ about me! I’ll kill her!”

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The Wizard’s Curse


 Copywrite–John Nixon

This is my story for Friday Fictioneers this week. It’s a weekly challenge to tell a story in 100 words with a beginning, middle, and end. It is to follow the picture prompt provided for that week. It’s hosted by the talented and gracious author and researcher, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s photo prompt is provided by John Nixon. Thanks, John.


The Wizard’s Curse by P.S. Joshi

In ancient times there lived a powerful and cruel ruler, feared by everyone.

One day he saw a beautiful maiden in the village and fell deeply in love. He decided to ask for her hand in marriage. However, when he proposed, she refused him. Furious, he called his wizard and demanded she be cursed.

What he didn’t know was that the wizard had secretly married, and this girl was his daughter.

“Daughter,” said the wizard, “I will hide you and curse a tree to wither, saying it is you.”

This he showed to the vengeful ruler, who was mightily pleased. friday-fictioneers