Fiction in A Flash Update. #WritingCommunity #IARTG @pursoot

Hello, everyone!

The last time I posted it was to let you know that I had experienced a health glitch and that I anticipated posting my Fiction In A Flash Challenge the following week. That was eleven weeks ago. I can’t deny that is has been a difficult time, a time that has taught me once again to be grateful for the simplest of pleasures that life hands us. I haven’t been well enough to leave my bedroom for ten weeks now, the view from my window has altered from the colors of our autumn to the white blanketed trees covered by our first snow of winter. I have learned to appreciate that transition and to understand that my witnessing it is a blessing, a time to be savored, not a right to be squandered.

Today is the first time I have felt well enough to sit up in bed long enough to say hello to you all again. I haven’t had more than a brief look at the emails waiting for me, and have been humbled to discover so many from you all, sending me love and good wishes, and expressing your concerns at my absence. Please know how very grateful I am to have you in my life. I will respond to each of you as soon as I am able.

My goal for now is to be well enough to leave my bedroom and enjoy the simple pleasure of sitting with my little family in front of the fire and chatting about the day they have had. My health issues are ongoing and can’t be reversed, the changes are what I need to adapt to.

For now I continue to pray for guidance and have accepted that my journey need never be undertaken alone.

I share with you a poem sent to me by a very dear friend, it says what I want to say so simply.

The Footprints Prayer

One night I had a dream…
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord, and
Across the sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; One belonged to me, and the other to the Lord. When the last scene of my life flashed before us, I looked back at the footprints in the sand. I noticed that many times along the path of my life, There was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in my life
This really bothered me, and I questioned the Lord about it.
“Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
You would walk with me all the way;
But I have noticed that during the
most troublesome times in my life,
There is only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why in times when I
needed you the most, you should leave me.
The Lord replied, “My precious, precious
child. I love you, and I would never,
never leave you during your times of
trial and suffering.
When you saw only one set of footprints,
It was then that I carried you.
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Thank you, my friends.
I’ll chat again when I’m able. ❤

‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #44 Entry Part 6) by Gwen Plano @gmplano #IARTG #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt #FlashFiction

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to PART 6)  of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021.”  Week #44

Today I’m featuring a contribution by  Gwen Plano.

Last week I set the following Challenge:

Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here’s the image prompt and the contribution by Gwen Plano.

Gwen says … ‘This week’s prompt is a black and white image of Times Square in New York City. The only color in the photo prompt is a yellow cab. I’ve centered the photo onto another image of that same area prior to COVID 19.

My contribution is a tanka poem. If you’ve traveled to the City, you know the vibrancy that it once had. I deeply hope that life returns
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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #44 Entry Part 5) by Anita Dawes @jaydawes2 #IARTG #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #FlashFiction

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Entry PART 5) for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021.” Week #44.

Today I’m featuring a contribution from Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie.

Last week I set the following Challenge:

Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt and the contribution.

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With the colour drained out of Times Square
The yellow cab screamed, look at me!
Make the most of it, my photo will soon be up there.
Then stand back, as Times Square comes alive.
Pushing that yellow cab into the background
No more than a tool to get from A to B
Does that sound big headed?
Go ahead, you can say it.
No matter, for I am the light…

 

© Anita Dawes 2021

 

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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #44 Entry Part 3) by @Ladyleemanila #IARTG #WritingPrompts #FlashFiction #WritingCommunity

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Part 3) of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021” Week #44.
Today I’m featuring contributions from entry Part 3) By Ladyleemanila
Last week I set the following Challenge:
Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt and Ladyleemanila’s contribution

Image by yancharris from Pixabay

The City of Skyscrapers

The city that never sleeps
Manhattan, New York, many peeps
My dear friend lives in Manhattan
Shops, parks, restaurants, always fun
Where Hudson River meets the Atlantic Sea
There is a merging of cultures in the city

Skyscrapers are so awesome
I took photos for my album
I cycled along Central Park
Children playing in the ballpark
Met lots of actors, chefs, waiters and bachelors
Went on top of some of the skyscrapers*

(c) ladyleemanila

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https://twitter.com/ladyleemanila

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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #44 Entry Part 1) by John Howell @HowellWave and Part 2) by Suzanne Burke @pursoot #FlashFiction #WritingCommunity #IARTG #WritingPrompts

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Parts 1) and 2) of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021.  Week #44.

Today I’m featuring contributions from entry 1)By John Howell and Entry 2) My own contribution.
Last week I set the following Challenge:
Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt.

This one-line contribution by John Howell.

“What’s the fare to San Francisco where I left my heart?”

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Life Insurance

Kathie Wagner flagged down a yellow cab, grateful to slide into the back and rest her tired eyes for a while. The driver gave her a grin, “Where to?”

Kathie gave him the address.

“That’s a forty-five-minute trip, and the traffic’s heavy. You sure?”

“Yeah…thanks.”

He glanced at her in the mirror, “So, what line are you in?”

“Life insurance. I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m tired, can we just get where we’re going, okay.”

“Sure thing. Just making conversation, is all.”

“Thanks, appreciate it.”

Kathie settled back and closed her eyes. She badly needed sleep and a long hot bath.

The driver hummed to himself and slowed down to adjust to the driving conditions.

Kathie began to drift into sleep.

She felt the taxi stop, a red light she figured, keeping her eyes closed.

She heard the door open, and slam again…

The cab driver raised his voice, “What the hell! I’m taken, buddy. You see my light?”

“Shut the fuck up and drive!” A male voice exploded from the front seat.

“Easy, man. Whatever you say!”

“What are you doing? This is my taxi.” Kathie was in no mood for crap.

The new arrival turned, surprised to see a passenger. He had a gun clenched firmly in his right hand… “A woman, that’s all I need! Shut up and sit back!”

“Do what he says, lady…okay? The man’s got a gun.”

Kathie took a deep slow breath and tried to think.

“Don’t be doin’ nothin’ stupid, bitch. You’re expendable.”

He was agitated, “You got a cell? He asked the driver.

“Yeah. Here.” The driver fumbled as he took it from his pocket and handed it quickly to the other man.

“All women have cell phones, so hand it across.”

“It’s in my bag.”

“You better be telling the truth.”

Kathie handed over her bag. The gunman rifled through it and located her personal iPhone. He opened her purse and took out the notes, “Where’s your license? “

“I don’t drive anymore. I had an accident….” She left the sentence unfinished

The armed man turned and addressed the driver, “Take the next left.”

The driver was slowly picking up speed.

That earned him a sharp poke in the ribs with the gun, “You think I’m fuckin stupid, man? Slow it back down…now!”

“Take it easy, you make me edgy, I wasn’t watchin’ the dial.”

Kathie felt her work phone nestled against her ribs inside her jacket. She pressed a button.

The gunman was watching the driver, intently.

Kathie’s pistol felt reassuring in the shoulder holster, she said a thankful prayer that she had set the cell to silent around an hour ago, and had been too weary to turn it back on.

Her team had a panic button. The tracking device would give them her location. They could now listen in to what was being said.

“You’re heading for the river? You’re going to shoot us both aren’t you?’ Kathie pretended hysteria.

“I’ll shoot you if I have to. Now shut the fuck up.”

She watched the gunman stiffen as he stared out the windows. He was clearly on the lookout for something or someone.

“I’m almost outta gas.” Said the driver.

“What?”

“Gas! I’m nearly out!”

“Let me see the gage!” The armed man grunted, “That figures! There’s a gas stop about another 15 miles on. You get us there. Understood?”

“The tanks almost dry. I was coming off shift when the woman climbed in.”

“You better pray that you make it that far!”

Kathie knew what she’d do if it were only herself at risk, but it wasn’t just her who stood to die out here.

She heard the faint sounds of a chopper in the distance,

The gas station appeared on the left and the driver slowed and pulled up to the pump.

“Get out, fill the tank, remember, I have the woman. Get out slowly, lady. Come round and stand in front of me, and we are gonna watch your friend here real close.” He nodded toward the driver, “You take too long, she ain’t gonna stay healthy.”

The driver gave Kathie a long look and then unhooked the hose and started pumping. He clicked off and headed inside.

Kathie watched him go in. She recognized the guy behind the register.

She saw the driver nod at whatever he was told to do. He exited the station and walked towards them.

“Down!” the single word came from behind.  Kathie and the driver dropped to the ground and shots exploded from both left and right.

The gunman wouldn’t be car-jacking anyone ever again.

Kathie hurried the few steps to the driver.

“Are you hit?

“I’m fine. Life insurance, hey?” He managed a weak smile. “Good name for it.”

“You weren’t really out of gas were you?”

“No, that gage has been faulty for months. I hadn’t got round to fixing it.”

He laughed now in reaction. ‘So, you’re with, um …  FBI life insurance…?’

She smiled at him. “That gunman had to be the unluckiest guy on the planet.” She extended her hand, “I’m Kathie Wagner. Senior agent FBI Hostage Rescue Team.” She laughed out loud at the look on his face.

‘My name’s James Brewer, and I’m about to buy myself a lottery ticket!”

“After we do all the paperwork, I’d be pleased to buy you a beer.” Kathie smiled.

“I think we should each get the other drunk. That’s what I think.”

Kathie shook his hand, “Sounds like a plan.”

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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #44 New Image Prompt! Join In The Fun! #IARTG #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity @pursoot

Hello everyone and welcome to my weekly “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021″  WEEK #44.

Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Please put it (or a link to it) in a comment (ON THIS POST)  or email it to me at suzieb4burke@hotmail.com  by ,DEADLINE: 4pm EDT on Thursday, APRIL 15th. Subject: Fiction in a Flash Challenge. If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be much appreciated.

I’ll be sharing all entries received, and, my own contribution here AS I RECEIVE THEM.

Here is the image prompt for this week.

Image by yancharris from Pixabay

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‘Fiction In A Flsh Challenge 2021.’ Week #43 Entry Part 6) by Mark Bierman @mbiermanauthor #IARTG #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #FlashFiction

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to PART 6) of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021”  Week #43.

Today I’m featuring a contribution by Mark Bierman.

 I set the following Challenge:

Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt and Mark’s contribution.

“Captain BriIlaagisetogainalihandet! They’re closing in on us!”

“Argh! Landlubber knave! How many times do I hafta’ tell ye, not to call me by that name! It’s hyphnatted now!”

“What?”

“Shortened! Like yer life, if ya’ call me that agin! It’s Bilgerat that I goes by, on these seas.”

“Um, right, of course. Meant no offense, sir . . . ah, Captain Bilge rat . . . er, I mean Bilgerat. It’s just that, well, do you think it was wise to steal the light house keeper’s secret recipe, for peanut butter brittle? He’s set the Royal Navy on us, and—”

“Ye be a quakin’ in yer booties, I see. Got nary a stomak fer the high stakes game of the buccaneer!”

“Ah, sorry, I’m a bit new at this. Oh hi, by the way, my name’s Rick. My first time working on a pirate ship, and all. We haven’t met, but I know—”

“Pirate! Ne’er use that word on this ship agin, or you’ll be shark chum! Got it! It’s not jus’ fer my sake, but yur’s too. Ya’ know, a man can’t do this fer’ever and some day ye’ll be walkin’ off into the reel world. Git yerself a wench an’ settle down, have a coupl’a kids an’ then you’ll be needin’ a job. ‘Magine puttin’ pirate on the resume! Argh! Best to put buccaneer, sounds best.”

“Um, Okay. Actually, speaking of shark chum, are you quite finished with dragging Bertrand behind the ship. I mean, it’s been a day since he broke into your stash of chocolate coins. You know, the ones you thought were real, until they melted in the sun.”

“Bah! I knew they’re choc’late, scallywag! I did! Don’t ye be eyeballin’ me that way. Who told ya’ that lie? Argh! Ne’er mind! Firs’ n’ fourmos’, do not be questionin’ my discipline means. Secondly, he’s floatin’ on a piece of crate from the croissants we stole from the French bakr’y. But yer right ‘bout that. He’s slowin’ us down, so best to cut ‘im loose. Take your sword, lad.”

“Wait! Bertrand makes delicious waffles, and he knows where to get the best cream and strawberries.”

“I know’ ya’ picaroon! It’s jus’ an espression! The blade is fer the ‘gulls. Keeps ‘em from getting too close an’ usin’ yer ‘noggin’ fer an outhouse!”

“Oh, yes, Master, Bilgerat. Nasty things, those birds. But before I go, I want to—”

“What? Know ‘bout if it was worth the recipe? Yay, I say! My Nanna used to make it best, and this here keeper says his is better, it’s all o’er the seven seas! See my tooth? The last one, and I’ll not be wastin’ it on brittle with the taste of sea glass. I swore an oath to dear Nanna, that I’d steal the recipe and find the truth. If it’s better, I’ll burn the recipe. No one bests Nanna!”

“Oh, you’re doing this all for your Grandmother, how swee— I mean swashbuckling, of you. But there’s one more thing.”

“Speak of it, then shutpan your mouth, an’ do as your told!”

“Well, um, how do I put this, you seem to be moderately good, sort of, at your job. You turn that large wheel thing, like a pro, but perhaps you need some brushing up on your navigational skills.”

“Ye be talkin’ yerself to the plank. Can ya’ swim?”

“Um, I don’t think that’ll be necessary, either the plank or the swim.”

“Nec’ary! I’ll tell ye’ what is that! As long as yer under these sail’s, I be tellin’ ye what’s that!”

“Okay. Fair enough, but I think someone might have a slightly different opinion.”

“An’ who might that scallywag be? I’ll send him to the Locker!”

“Oh, that would be the lighthouse keeper. You see, we did a full circle and—”

“My ship! Weigh anchors! Argh! It be too laaaatttteee!!!”

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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #43 Entry Part 5) by D.L.Finn @dlfinnauthor #IARTG #WritingPrompts #FlashFiction #WritingCommunity

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Part 5) of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021. Week #43.

Today I’m featuring a contribution By D L Finn.

Last week I set the following Challenge:

Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt and D.L.Finn’s contribution.

Denise says … “I went with a Haibun format this week to fit this image. It is a prose paragraph combined with a Haiku/Senryu.”

The red and orange sky covered everything in death. Three months ago, the world lost its beauty. We were celebrating my daughter’s fifth birthday the day a deadly Nano bioweapon escaped from a laboratory. Trees, crops, and fish died immediately. Food and water became scarce, and people turned on each other. Only a few of us survived, scattered throughout the world in our shelters. My family and I only had supplies to last us a few days when help arrived from another planet. These green people, who weren’t much different from us, gave us two options. Board one of the old pirate-type ships that would take us to live in our past or die here. What choice did we have? We got on the last departing boat, leaving our destruction behind. The sea breeze blew our ships forward, and then everything spun, making me dizzy until I passed out. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the boat under a blue sky with a message tucked into my hand: Try again. Change the past to prevent that future.

Help or just a game

Destiny’s cruel repeat

Can the outcome change?

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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #43 Entry Part 4) by Jen Goldie @J.E.Goldie #iartg #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Part 4) of the entries for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021.  Week #43.

Today I’m featuring contributions from entry Part 4. By Jen Goldie.
Last week I set the following Challenge:
Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt.

“Ahoy! All Hands hoay!”

Ahoy! All hands hoay!
Avast! Me hearties! Hye the Coxwain!
Let ‘er slip, aye she rides! Scuttlin’ t’ward the lighthouse.
Arrgh!!! Hornswaggled!!! that lily livered landlubber. HAR!!!
“Cap! We done it!”
“That we did lad. That we did! Arrgh!”
“Now hoist the sails! Sing me hearties!
Skimmed our Sandy, right by the Ocean Ride!
So, heave ho! Buckos!
Rough waters and a full moon ta sail with!
Golden skies blood red seas

Hoist the sails! Arrgh! Jolly Roger!!!!!
Roll the Hogshead! Drink up! Aye!!!
We got a full moon, we’re full gale!
Yee’ll get yer share a loot,
Aye!!!!!!, Carousers!

@J.E.Goldie


Hornswaggled = to cheat, swindle
Hogshead = Barrel of Rum
Avast ye! – Stop you!; pay attention!
all hands hoay – everyone on the deck
Coxwain = lookout

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‘Fiction In A Flash Challenge 2021.’ Week #43. Entry Part 3) by Anita Dawes @jaydawes2 #IARTG #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #FlashFiction

Hello everyone and a warm welcome to Entry PART 3) for my weekly: “Fiction in A Flash Challenge 2021.” Week #43.

Today I’m featuring a contribution from Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie.

Last week I set the following Challenge:

Hello everyone and welcome to my new “Fiction in A Flash Challenge!” Each week I’ll be featuring an image and inviting you to write a Flash Fiction or Non-Fiction piece inspired by that image in any format and genre of your choosing.  Maximum word count: 750 words.

Here is the image prompt and the contribution.

Flaming skies, a white devil moon

Watching the galleons fighting through rough seas

Birds hover above, waiting to pick over dead bones.

Let them wait, the dead are thrown overboard,

the adventure isn’t over yet.

There is gold beneath these waves and the captain means to find it.

The men desperate, after months away from home

Waiting for their share. Some fighting,

trying to convince the captain there is more

buried on shore than under the boat.

Diving, too slow, perilous. The men want to get on shore.

One believing he has a map, leading to three hiding places

Of buried treasure, they persuade the captain to abandon the dive.

Leaving a skeleton crew on board, they row the small boats ashore,

They land on black sand, greeted by total silence.

Moving slowly into the undergrowth, the men disappear from history.

Would you go on such a journey, for the chance of a handful of gold?

© Anita Dawes 2021

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