Category Archives: Friday Fiction

Friday Fictioneers – Olivier

I’ve wondered what it would be like to stand on the stage where Olivier stood. I wonder which Shakespearean masterpiece he played here? Macbeth, King Lear? I loved to watch him strut his stuff. He was a master of the … Continue reading

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Friday fictioneers – Squawk

Squawk! Squawk! Squawk! Charles will you stop with the squawks. Squawk! Squaaaaaaawwwwwk! Charles you are being childish now. Squawrrrrrrrk! I’m not listening to another squawk. I’ve told you a hundred times in this flock I’m top gull and I get … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Embrace Change

Life is a series of challenges. From one stage of growth to another it’s about the direction we choose to go in. They say opportunity knocks but in this day and age the door you open may take you in … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – The Wedding Dress

Everyday Grandad stood in front of the second hand shop. ‘Hey Grandad, how are you today?’ He’d look at me and say:  ‘Good thanks, I’m ok today.’ ‘What are you looking at Grandad?’ ‘She was a beautiful bride, wore a … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Moby Dick

Hey Vanderbilt, you see anything? Yes sir, there’s someone in distress. Where? Co-ordinates 0001300000 What does that mean? 1 o’clock sir. Vanderbilt, you idiot that’s the Statue of Liberty. Oh sorry sir. Vanderbilt, how did you get this job? My … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Splintering

My mind is splintering. Some days it is enough to see, remember fragments of the past. Trips to France, New York, a white face pops in and out of my memory, not sure where or when. At present I am … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Precious Bits

Augustus Schafer ran the Central Precious Bits outlet. His days he knew were coming to an end. His doctor had warned him. He had become wayward in recent days. Precious bits were found left on the counter while he went … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Comfort

Copyright Claire Fuller Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share!   The boy from … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Numb

What do you do when the end comes so suddenly you go from elation, to devastation within a second? It happened the day the tree fell destroying everything I thought was precious. My husband had gone out to buy milk. … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Can Photos Lie?

I couldn’t believe my eyes but there she was. Plain as day, Marilyn Monroe in that white dress looking fabulous. Thankfully the photo my sister took, doesn’t betray me standing there with my mouth open catching flies. I was dumbfounded, … Continue reading

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