A new challenge for Week 166 of the 100 Word Challenge for Grownups, or 100wcgu, as it is fondly known. This week’s prompt is: … checking in proved to be… which of course can go as many directions as one can imagine. Several popped into my head, some based on experience, but I decided to go full fiction with this one. Always fun to do. Remember, if you want to participate, or just see more, click on the link above for this week. Enjoy!
What better way to celebrate my one-hundredth post than with a 100 word challenge. 🙂 This week’s prompt from Julia’s Place is: …the suitcase lay open… To see what others have posted, be sure to go visit the challenge page for Week 165.
I had so many ideas for this week’s challenge – I have no idea why I chose this one to develop. I had to play around with it a bit to get it under 100 words. And happily, it is exactly 100 – I love it when I manage to get it to the exact number. 🙂
The 100 word challenge for grownups, hosted by Julia’s Place, gives us a weekly prompt to use in a short tale of 100 words or less. This week’s prompt is …and then I smiled… If you are interested in seeing more be sure to check them out at the link below. Keeping a tale at 100 words is not as easy as one would imagine. This is my attempt. A bit dark, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.
This week, Madison Wood’s Friday Fictioneers has a picture prompt. We get to allow the prompt to stimulate our imaginations, and are allowed 100 words to express ourselves. I love these challenges – be sure to go check them out at the link. This week is about Rainbows, just look at this beautiful picture!
Rainbow Faeries (100 words)
“It’s perfect!” said Purple.
The seven sister fairies all nodded in agreement. The rainbow was indeed perfectly beautiful.
“Our best yet” said Indigo.
“Uh oh,” said Blue “I think we messed up.”
“What’s wrong?” asked Green.
“Nothing’s wrong.” said Yellow. “Look at how it’s blended, the colors are spectrum perfect.”
“I agree,” said Orange. “We followed the formula perfectly, I’m sure teacher will give us a top grade on this.”
Red pointed behind them. “We must have added too much energy.”
The seven sister fairies turned to look. They broke into giggles and spoke as one,
“We made an echo!”
Ms Jenny has given us another interesting Saturday Centus. I don’t know how she comes up with them. This week, the prompt sounds like the beginning of a recipe. But sometimes, following a recipe can lead to, well, just read on and you’ll see. Sorry if it’s not exactly light-hearted, but this is what came out. Be sure to click the link and check out the other entries.
Prompt: Cream together butter and sugar
Recipe Lost 105 words
“Cream together butter and sugar.”
The words blurred before her eyes. She blinked and read them again. She walked over to the refrigerator, grabbed a carton of cream, and returned to the recipe book.
Cream? That’s not right. She re-read the words.
“Butter and sugar.” Repeating the words like a mantra, she returned the cream, grabbed the butter, then stood there, trying to remember where she stored the sugar. She found it on the third try.
Back to the recipe, sugar in hand. No butter. She must have set it down, but where?
What is happening to me? She slumped to the kitchen floor, lost.
Ms. Jenny is in Texas right now, so I thought I’d give a bit of a Texas flavor to this week’s Saturday Centus. This week’s prompt is, “It is our pleasure…” Y’all be sure to click the link and go see what everyone has done for this week. It’s been real fun. 😉
Prompt: It is our pleasure
Texas Pleasure 106 words
“It is our pleasure to welcome you to Virtual Dreams.” The pleasant female voice spoke as they entered the room.
“I dunno ’bout this, Bob,” Riley said. “You sure we got the right place? I thought we were gonna find us some ladies of innertainment.”
“You’ll be entertained allright,” Bob said. “This contraption has a direct link to the pleasure centers in your brain.”
“It’s not the brain ah’m thinkin ’bout.” Riley grinned as he entered the booth.
“I want my money back!” Riley was spitting mad. “I asked for a pretty little filly I could ride all night and it gave me a horse!”
Okay, I’ve been on a bit of a writing hiatus, not by intent, just kinda losing track fo the days passing. But I could not pass this one up. Jenny Matlock has grabbed my attention!
How? You ask. Why, by the prompt from this week’s Saturday Centus. (Click the link to go see the other entries) And that prompt is: “There’s a yellow rose in Texas.”
Now, why would that particular prompt catch my eye? Well, cause I was born and raised in Texas, spent the first 30 years of my life there. So how could I not respond to a prompt like that? It was totally out of my hands. As is the response that blossomed in me from the prompt. I know I’m not a poet, but I couldn’t help but change from prose on hearing those words in my mind. Btw, it’s a tad short – only 91 words, but adding another “stanza” would have taken it over the limit.
There’s a yellow rose in Texas
that blooms within my heart
and never will it leave me
it’s been there from the start
for I was born in Texas
and raised up Texas proud
and if y’all don’t believe me
you should hear me talk out loud
Now life has moved me onward
to live in distant lands
where people talk all funny
and are hard to understand
but don’t be filled with sadness
there’s nothing here to grieve
cause you can take the girl from Texas
but Texas never leaves
I’ve missed a couple of Friday Fictioneers, and I admit I’m not doing my best work, but this one came to me from the picture prompt, so I decided to post it. My mind is going sixty directions, but I tried to focus it for just a moment. Be sure to click on the link for Madison Woods’ fiction response this week. In the comments section you will find links to other Fictioneers and their creative responses.
This weeks picture inspiration (slightly cropped for emphasis) for 100 words:
Wednesday 100 words
Every Monday and Thursday, after his doctor-ordered “health walk” he would come to this quiet place to sit and plan the rest of his day, lazily. No rush now, He’d never thought he’d live out his retirement alone.
On Tuesdays and Fridays, she came here to her favorite place, to sit in the fresh air, letting the sun ease her rheumatism. Sometimes she’d read a book. Mostly she just enjoyed the morning air. No one to rush home to, but she didn’t mind. Not really.
One week it rained heavily on Monday and Tuesday. That Wednesday, they met.
It’s Celebration time at Jenny Matlock’s place! Why, Because today is the 100th Saturday Centus, a Saturday Centennial!!
To celebrate, Jenny is going back to where it started, the very first ever Saturday Centus, and we are to use that very first ever Prompt for our 100 word Centus. The funniest part is that Jenny, who has taught us to write tight, started out with a very, very, very wordy prompt – 53 words, to be exact! So instead of repeating the prompt twice, I will start with it, and then add a short —- line between the prompt and my continuance. Also, in celebration, I made very very sure that my continuation was exactly 100 words, in honor of this great day.
So, without further ado…
Windfall (153 words)
My untied shoelace changed my life. As I leaned down to re-tie it, I kicked away a few leaves. When I turned my head slightly to look where the leaves had been, I was astonished to see a rubber-banded wad of hundred dollar bills nestled in a little indention in the muddy ground.
Windfall! my heart sang.
“Trouble…” whispered a voice.
I picked up the bills. Maybe I should check it out.
I stopped by the bank. “Someone paid me with this,” I handed the teller a bill, “Can you tell me if it’s counterfeit?”
She took the bill to a man in the back. He examined it, then entered the serial number in a database.
The teller brought it back. “It’s real.”
I left the bank, my heart hammering. Windfall!
“Trouble…” the voice insisted.
“Shut up.” I said.
A van pulled up. Three men jumped out.
“I told you so…”
This weeks 100 Word Challenge for Grown-ups hosted at Julia’s Place, is a topical prompt, where you can but don’t have to use the words of the prompt. Be sure to go by and see what others have made of this week’s prompt. I openly admit that my idea is not a new one, but i had fun with it nonetheless.
The Prompt: ...the red box…
My entry: Wish Fulfillment, 101 words.
“And behind curtain three is… The Red Box!”
The audience roared.
Sandra, the lucky contestant, jumped up and down, screeching in joy. MC walked her over to the large red box, center stage.
“It’s your choice, Sandra.” he said. “Keep the eight million dollars you’ve won, or trade it all for your Ultimate Wish.”
“My wish!” she squealed. The audience cheered.
“I wish my husband back to life!”
The box fell open. Sandra’s husband stood there, alive! Bits of decomposing flesh dangled from his face with its wide lipless grin.
Sandra screamed. The audience went wild.
Another wish fulfilled.