Rochelle Wisoff- Fields – Addicted to Purple
Friday Fictioneers – Additional Stories
PHOTO PROMPT © Mikhael Sublett
Evidence of Generations Lost
Grandfather died from the RAF bombing in Duisburg.
From his will, we owned the Einfamilienhaus; a ruinous shell in a wild garden.
We were delighted and began the renovation work with enthusiastic zest.
We found a painting in a secret room behind a wall. Imagine our good fortune.
“It’s a masterpiece,” the Kunthaus said. “Priceless and magnificent. Looted!”
And the skeletons?
Their descendants claimed the art and wanted retribution.
Were we to pay the price for our grandfather’s past?
Later, we discovered he had hidden and saved those poor people from transportation.
Why does thirst for revenge percolate through generations?
The appearance of Geillis Duncan as a character in the popular TV series “Outlander” reminded me of a story I wrote some time ago.
The persecution of women throughout history by powerful men without repercussions invokes a sense of injustice. The witch hunts of the 16th century in Scotland were driven by superstition and insecurity. The arrest and trials of of witches and warlocks was supported by King James VI who was convinced that witchcraft was responsible in an attempt to kill him by creating a storm at sea that almost capsized his ship. A teenage maid servant, Geillis Duncan, was one of the first to be accused and subsequently executed.
Read my short version here.
Geillis Duncan -North Berwick Witch Trials 16c
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Tagged Flash Fiction, Geillis Duncan, Kurzgeschichte, North Berwick Witch Trials, Outlander TV Series, Persecution of Women., Power corrupts, Scotish Fiction from History, six word story. flash fiction. Great writing., Witch Trials
I wrote this story sometime ago, it is aimed as fun for children but may serve as a warning to adults.
Let me know what you think.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Friday Fictioneers
PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda
I asked; they won’t open the doors until he arrives.
Until then, everyone must queue.
That’s the burden of being famous and popular;
People arrive extra early to be certain of a seat.
In this rain why don’t they let people in; they’ll catch a chill or worse.
Yes, they’ll get frustrated, agitated and the atmosphere during the event will turn hostile. Such shame, making people wait in the rain when they could be warm and cosy inside.
Yet, nobody recognises me in this red cap.
I think you should.
Yes! tell them you are here.
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Tagged Celebrity Conceited, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Humour, Kurzgeschichte, Observational, Short Stories, six word story. flash fiction. Great writing., Writing
PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr
Anya was naked and walked past.
I stopped reading.
(Mrs Newsome wanted Strether to rescue Chadwick from a wicked woman.)
I was dressed when Anya emerged from the bathroom.
‘Ready?’ She adjusted her blouse.
In East-Berlin, we had met in a provocative gaze across a crowded room.
‘Will he be alone?’
‘No,’ she said. ‘My flight is tonight.’
Col Kryuchkov met us at Marx’s Tomb in Highgate, and I gave him the USB memory.
‘I love you.’ I kissed Anya. ‘Goodbye.’
The encrypted files were bogus lists of double agents.
Another time, they may return to poison me.
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Tagged Double Agents, East-Berlin Spy, Espionage, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Honey-trap, Lost love, Mystery, Relationships, Short Stories, six word story. flash fiction. Great writing., Wicked Women, Writing
PHOTO PROMPT © Penny Gadd
A Wonderful World of Plants
A woman in green came to our school; she told us about a wonderful world where dreams came true. She believed how plants could care for us; they were special.
‘Take this moon rock,’ she said. ‘Put it in a jar and keep it in the dark overnight.’
Everyone in our street had one.
It seemed miraculous, the speed it grew, up and over the kitchen walls. No one knew what it was. The cats were first to vanish then, Bertie, our dog.
Then one day!
‘Good morning,’ the plant said, trailing a tentacle around my neck. ‘I’m so hungry.’
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Tagged Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Gedichte, Green woman, Horror, Humour, Kurzgeschichte, six word story. flash fiction. Great writing., World Of Plants, Writing
Friday Fictioneers – inlinkz
PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie
A Warning Anagram
‘Whoever created time.’ Holmes mumbled as sweat dripped from his chin. ‘Must control the universe.’
I sprinted to catch up. ‘It’s abandoned. You were wrong Holmes.’
‘No, Watson, those walls conceal the Tardis.’ He wiped his brow. ‘See, a warning; Transgression S – S for Sherlock.’
I stared at his intellectual smugness forming laughter lines by his eyes. The dust burned in my lungs, and Holmes’s grin prompted me to draw my pistol. If I shot him, I’d be free from this mad quest?
‘Yes, let’s be careful,’ Holmes said. ‘We may have overstepped the Time Lord’s patience.’
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Tagged Dichtung, Doctor Who, Dr Who, Flash Fiction, Kurzgeschichte, Mystery, Sherlock Holmes, Short Stories, six word story. flash fiction. Great writing., Tardis, Time Lord
The short story, Beneath Your Skin by Rose banks on Literally Stories really got under my skin.
I found it a contender worthy of a tale from the darkside. A believable but unreliable narrator takes you through their unstable relationship with her husband, a drunkard and liar. A man who comes up with a ridiculous lie that she does not believe, but somehow it warps her mind as she tries to understand the man she once loved.
Beneath Your Skin
I gave a short presentation in the Waterstones Book shop in Glasgow last Sunday. It was part of an ‘open mic’ session hosted by Indie Authors World.
In the five minutes, (actually lasted more like an agonising ten minutes), allocated I had the opportunity to present my book, MISSING, to the captivated audience.
I started with my trrailer and heard a few gasps – I wasn’t sure if this was a good thing. However everyone enjoyed the talk and said they found the book interesting. The response was honest from the peer group of budding authors, they are all nice friends.
Have a look at the ‘Book Trailer’ and tell me what you think.
MISSING – The trailer
Are these short promotional clips worth the effort?
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Tagged Book promotions, Book Trailers, Dichtung, Independent Publishing, Missing the book., Selling your book, Video Clips for books, Writing