Friday Fictioneers – Final Resting Place

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson   Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts the flash fiction challenge called Friday Fictioneers! Take the challenge to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words using the weekly picture prompt.   A single rose, lies amongst rotting debris, under the icicle encrusted tree. Detective Ingram crouches by the yellow marker. poking the leaves with the end of his pen, held by a gloved hand. He leans away and wrinkles his nose. Moving them aside, a ringed finger protrudes from the soil, where the cadaver spaniel alerted them to the… Read More

Friday Fictioneers – The Lake

  PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts the flash fiction challenge called Friday Fictioneers! Take the challenge to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words using the weekly picture prompt.   At sunset, the red sky reflects, as ripples form across the water. The movement, as people jump in, disturbs its stillness. The reflection from the boat, casts shadows and creates a gloom over the pretty lake. I’ve been coming here since a little girl with Jen. I reminisce about the fun afternoons as we walked Penny… Read More

Friday Fictioneers – A Moonlight Kiss

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts the flash fiction challenge called Friday Fictioneers! Take the challenge to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words using the weekly picture prompt.   Standing on deck the moonlight casts shimmering lights across the water, as the yacht sways in time to waves. We’ve finally met. Feeling his arms encircling me, I feel his body warmth emanating from his chest, wrapping around me, cocooned in a new safe place. I feel his lips on my neck as he leaves kisses on my… Read More

Flash Fiction – Shadows

PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter   Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts the flash fiction challenge called Friday Fictioneers! Take the challenge to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words using the weekly picture prompt.   “Dad! Where are you?” I call through the house. Simultaneously feeling chilled, by a draught even though the window is shut. I’m motionless, caught in stride. Not believing the image I see. A shadow of an old man. My chest tight, my breath visible in the summer heat. Tightness wrapping around my body and squeezing the air out my… Read More