Friday Fictioneers 2-28-2019

PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

“Thoreau? Wasn’t he in Maine or something?”

“Massachusetts, actually.”

“So he didn’t have a thing in New Mexico?”

“No thing.”

“No Deli?”

“No.”

“So what did he have?”

“Walden’s Pond.”

“He sold Coors from a pond?”

“No. He was a writer and philosopher learning to live a simpler life. It’s a famous book.”

“Red Mountain Market and Deli?”

‘What?”

“The book.”

“No. Walden’s Pond.”

“So New Mexico must have been really different for him.”

“He didn’t……. yes, I’m sure New Mexico was a shock after Walden’s Pond.”

“Cool. I didn’t know Grant had a tire store….”

 

Response – JSW Prompt 2-11-2019

Feel free to join in and respond to the prompt. Please try to keep your response between 200 – 250 word (recommended, not law). You can write a story, poem, essay, anything which strikes your fancy! Link your work back to this post so people can read it.


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Canvas.

Paint. Brushes.

Inspiration.

Sunday Photo Fiction 2-27-3019

20190224Photo Courtesy of Susan Spaulding

Sunday Photo Fiction


Franklin frowned up at the shoes inside the plexiglass case. “They don’t look like much.”

“Been a long time since she died.”

“True.”

“Think it will work?”

“Supposed to.”

“But will it?”

“What do I look like? A wizard?”

They slapped hands across their mouths.

“We need to get those shoes,” Randolph whispered. “You get up on my back and lift the box.”

Bob complied, climbing up and lifting off the box. It fell and clattered across the floor.

“Shuuuush!

“Shuuuush!.”

Randolph grabbed the shoes.

There was a flash of light.

“My pretties….”