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Thanks to Rochelle for keeping Friday Fictioneers afloat, and to all the contributers. Read more stories here. I know it was a mistake. I think, deep down, I knew that at the time. All those years of making an effort, keeping in touch, finding the time, listening to their woes. Then the doubt crept into my head and the fateful question: if I didn’t, who else would bother? We were supposed to be…

Go read more Friday Fictioneers stories here. Thanks to Sandra Crook for this week’s picture and to Rochelle for hosting, as always. “There’s little point in your ranting at me. I’m merely doing my job here. I am directed to tell you that the show is cancelled and the booth must come down. That was the decision of the full council. There will be no more Punch and Judy in Eastbourne.” “But this…

DC Butner looked puzzled “But how will we know who has handled the explosives?” The ever avuncular DCI Harris smiled indulgently “Latest breakthrough. CSI boys are buzzing with it. Any glass that has come into contact with Cemtex will fluores under UV light. So we invited our four suspects to partake Mum’s lemonade, having previously marked who’s glass is whose and Bob’s your uncle.” “Have you…

“So, how much did you pay her?” I detected a sneer in Alfi’s voice. “Just twelve grand. But at least three of the books are each worth more than that. It really is a bargain.” Alfi laughed. “Did you ever hear “if it looks too good to be true, it probably is”?” I was angry now. “Why do you have to pour cold water on everything I do? They’re good books that we’ll sell easily; just the sort of…

“Morning. What can I do for you?” The proprietor wiped his hands on a dubious rag and smiled sweetly. “Well, to be honest, I’m on the scrounge. Do you have room for another ad board outside, please? My boss is keen to spread his name hereabouts.” I felt uneasy and a little ridiculous. “Hey, if you can find a space, you can use it. What are you selling?” “I work at Fitchets in Gamville. We’re…

Repair this troubled world

My good friend Susannah posted a piece that reminded me of a dream I had a while back. I’m granted a super-power (can’t remember why or how. Maybe I caught a leprechaun?) and I chose “everyone does what I tell them”. So I demand an audience at the United Nations and deliver a set of instructions: Stop fighting. Wherever there is conflict, disagreement, strife, sit down with your opponent, in…

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields sets us a weekly flash fiction challenge. Compose a complete story, prompted by a picture, in one hundred words. Click the link below to give it a try.

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She saw the men climbing out of the van and surmised what was happening.

Another illegal immigrant outrage. A reporter from the local paper could…

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields sets us a flash-fiction challenge each week. A complete story, in one hundred words, prompted by a photograph. Click the link below to join in.

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I think my father had communist leanings, though he was never a party member. I grew up with a strong sense of fairness, railing at the injustices of the…

Rochelle organises a one hundred word flash fiction endeavour, prompted by a photo, each Friday. Click the link below to try your luck.

Mary and I knew that little Jimmy wouldn’t be with us long. So we played the hand dealt to us. Tiny coffins are heaviest but I floated through the funeral. I had to be strong for Mary. I was numb.

I’m really sorry I attacked the man from the…

Friday fictioneers is a writing challenge from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields: write a complete story in one hundred words, prompted by the given picture. Follow the link below if you fancy a go.

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Keep it simple, stupid! Kevin was clever, sure enough, but sometimes (often!) his cleverness overwhelmed his intent. Heath Robinson…

Rochelle sets us a flash fiction challenge each Friday: a complete story, prompted by a picture, in no more than one hundred words. Use the link below to have a go.

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From some angles, it looked so convincing. You could imagine yourself transported a hundred years. Sure, it looked a little too perfect; the paint was all new; the…

Friday fictioneers uses a photo to stimulate a one hundred word composition, all organised by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Use the link below to take part.

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Tautology or pleonasm fire burns within. Even the lightest of touches, like gossamer, though hanging upside-down makes my head swell, as if my ears and eyes might pop. I’ve…

Rochelle set us a flash fiction challenge each Friday: one hundred words to match the selected picture.  Come and have a go, if you think you’re bard enough.

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“…but Adam, there are rules and laws about this stuff.” May’s fear and agitation cracked her voice.  Adam shrugged, said nothing and carried on digging.  May tried pleading “Look, you won’t be…

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields sets a flash-fiction challenge each Friday.  Create a piece, in one hundred and fifty words, to match the offered picture.  Come and have a go, if you think you’re bard enough! https://rochellewisoff.com/ This is my offering: Folk used to complain. Friends and colleagues would ask “why are you always making a noise?”.  I can see why it was irritating for them, my tapping…