HURRICANE

 

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Copyright: Alastair Forbes

This is my contribution to Sunday Photo Fiction for February 15, 2015. Every Sunday a new picture prompt is supplied by Alistair Forbes, the host. The weekly challenge is to write an original story with no more than 200 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. Be sure to click on the little blue frog in the blue box to read all the other stories.

The link for all other stories is as follows:

http://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2015/02/15/sunday-photo-fiction-100-february-15th-2015/

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

HURRICANE By P.S. Joshi

Along the outer coast below Miami, Florida, there were some new hotels catering to vacationers. Jim decided to spend his vacation in one of the rooms.

During the second week, he turned on the TV weather forcast and heard there was a hurricane headed for the coast. Being from Tennessee, he’d never seen a hurricane.

His next door neighbor, a young man from Chicago, met him in the hall the next day.

“Hey Dude, you gonna stay for the hurricane party?”

Jim looked at him. “Hurricane party?” he asked. “No, I don’t think so if you mean you’re going to stay during the storm and celebrate. That’s crazy.”

The neighbor just grinned and said, “You’ll be missing a blast.”

Jim planned to leave the next day. He saw people planning to attend the party busy carrying in drinks, food, and tableware.

It had started to rain and blow by the time he began driving north.

When he got to a motel that evening, he saw on the news the storm was getting stronger as the hurricane started to reach land.

He checked again when he got home the next night. The hotel where he’d stayed had blown away.

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Strange by P.S. Joshi

This is my entry for the Trifecta Writing Challenge, Trifextra: Week 103. We were to write a story in 33 words, and end it with the sentence, “That wasn’t what I meant.” The last sentence didn’t count in the 33-word count.

Link: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com

I told my friend, Val, “I met someone at a party yesterday. He’s cute, but I really think he’s a bit long in the tooth.”

Her eyes bulged. “Ooh.” She whispered. “A vampire?”

“That wasn’t what I meant.”

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