Friday Fictioneers – 17.4.13

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

THE RULES:

  • Copy your URL to the Linkz collection. You’ll find the tab following the photo prompt. It’s the little white box to the left with the blue froggy guy. Click on it and follow directions. This is the best way to get the most reads and comments.
  • MAKE SURE YOUR LINK IS SPECIFIC TO YOUR FLASH FICTION. (Should you find that you’ve made an error you can delete by clicking the little red ‘x’ that should appear under your icon. Then re-enter your URL. (If there’s no red x email me at Runtshell@aol.com. I can delete the wrong link for you).
    •  Make note in your blog if you’d prefer not to have constructive criticism.
    • REMINDER: This page is “FRIDAY FICTIONEERS CENTRAL” and is NOT the place to promote political or religious views. Also, you are responsible for the content of your story and policing comments on your blog. You have the right to delete any you consider offensive.

    **Please exercise DISCRETION when commenting on a story! Be RESPECTFUL.**

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Salt spray stung his nostrils, his fingers grasping towards the paper hive floating abandoned and desolate on the water. A lurch, a fumbled tug such as he’d tried with Emma, and there!

Inquisitive, naturally selective, he was going to peel that paper – every cell – to unravel the  book of yellow-jacketed secrets written within the pages of its history and discover all he could about these bothersome creatures. What a story theirs would make! How many tales would each cell tell of their occupant, single-minded and resolute in purpose? What a paper for the Society!

A voice echoed across the bay, breaking his reverie, “Charles! Time for tea, darling!”