Friday fictioneers: Working museum

PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr I loved my job in the working museum. Every day, I got to play dress up as a delivery driver from a time gone by. Then I met a little boy who was curious. I didn’t mind that; it was part of what I did. It was when questions became personal that [...]

Friday fictioneers: The artist’s frustration

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Kristin stormed out the studio, both her hands and face smeared with paint. “This isn’t funny, Simon! What have you done with it?” Simon folded his paper. “Done with what?” “You know exactly what. My paint tray. What else would I be talking about?” “I thought you were done, so [...]

Friday fictioneers: Trouble in the sky

PHOTO PROMPT © Dawn Miller The pilot was in trouble. Something was very wrong, and nothing was responding properly. He had been confident that they would make it to the nearest airport. Now, as they were losing altitude at an alarming rate, his confidence was dissipating. Sadly, he picked up his radio. “Brace for an emergency [...]

Friday fictioneers: Sometimes things work

PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier Deria When Marcus had first pitched his idea to me I thought he was insane. It wasn't the idea of having a bus as a taxi around the area that I didn’t approve of. I mean, there are a lot of groups wandering about lost/drunk/or both. This was Las Vegas. No, [...]

Friday fictioneers: Backseat drivers know best

I wrote this 100-word story for this week's Friday fictioneers PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr Michelle frowned. “I swear we needed to turn that way.” Philip was sick of this. She always insisted that she knew better than anyone or anything in anything that was going on outside of the car. “The satnav told me to [...]

Friday fictioneers: The latest moneymaking scheme

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Daphne and Phil were a crafty pair of adults. Well, the term adults was very loosely based around those two. They had focused on the nearby playground where they would have some fun. The place was a strange one because they had set a floodlight up to light a game. However, [...]

Friday fictioneers: Delicate

It was all I could do not to scream in absolute despair when the removal people accidentally bumped into a table. Knocking my favourite China cup onto the wooden floor. The delicate material shattered as it hit the floor. I rushed over and knelt down next to the remains. The man muttered to his apologies [...]