Friday Fictioneers has been cruising around the ether just fine without my participation. I must apologize to Rochelle for my abandonment. It wasn’t personal, it wasn’t even intentional. It was just an over extended scheduling problem. It probably isn’t fixed. It may never be fixed. Still, I do love flash fiction and The Friday Fictioneers was where I first learned the joy of writing short pieces, so I will try to make it by as often as possible.
This week’s photo is at the left. I am meditating on it. I know the rules say I should have looked for it on Wednesday (I was busy running around with visiting family.), written a rough draft on Thursday (I was driving for eight hours.), and posted the story this morning. So, like usual, I am going to be late to the party.
I’m thinking this prompt, like most of them lately, doesn’t lend itself to my usual plot line. I must find my way out of the box before I can begin. Or, maybe, find a way to turn the box inside out and make it fit.
“I’ll be back”….or….”I shall return,” depending on your generation. Later Dude….dudette? Hmmm. I need to think on this one for a while.
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