A Father’s Blessing

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A Father’s Blessing




“Pap-pa, Esmeralda. She’s the one I’ve been telling you about.”

Freddie lost his father.   Lost?  No… He just left.

And Freddie appeared.  Assisting with weeding and mowing… shooting hoops in the driveway… caring for the Dane when I’m away.

The two are aglow.

For a bride, so many traditions.  Something old… new… borrowed… blue.

Nothing for the groom. Marriage license. Money. Rehearsal dinner. More money. Honeymoon. Even more money.

If a groom has no roots of his own… it’s hard to grow.

I wonder… my fingers encircle the ring I’ve worn faithfully since Sara’s passing.

“Freddie… if you’d like it.”



Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. Requirements: April 13, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a ring. Keep the definition to that of a piece of jewelry. Whose ring is it and what’s its significance? Go where the prompt leads.

Egg-actly: The Beginning

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“540 billion years ago.”

“You’re quite sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. The computers confirm it.”

“But wasn’t The Big Bang 14 billion years ago?”

“Yes! Isn’t this exciting?”

“But how are you going to explain it?”

“Scientifically, of course. Everyone knows- even in the beginning- you can’t make something out of nothing. The Law of Conservation. We just never knew what was here pre-Big Bang.”

“And now you know?”

“Indubitably. For a bang like that, there had to be a massive built-up of pressure. Probably gases. And then something causes an igniting.”

‘So you’ve found it?”

“The primordial eggshell.”



Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge: Requirements: April 6, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a creation myth. You can write your own, use one in a story or create tension (or comparability) between science and culture on the topic of creation. Go where the prompt leads leads.

Hello… Good-Bye

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“Good morning.”

Standing at my door, I greet every one of them.

Most years, by now, they greet me back.

Not this year.

“I glad to see you today. I missed you yesterday.”

Agnes had been absent… again.

Her parents- between homes.

I wish I could do more.

Was that a small smile?

Here comes Aaron, the perpetual fist-bumper.

He always pulls his fist away before contact.

Small moments of coolness are important.

I grin… Then I step forward and bump fists before he can retreat.

He grins and sprints down the stairs.

“You cheated!” he yells in flight.



Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Writing Challenge. RequirementsMarch 30, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a hello or a goodbye. You can pick any greeting that grabs you from howdy to fare thee well. It will be interesting to see how the collection intertwines the opposite greetings. Go where the prompt leads you.

Nichilai

 

Fight



It started with a suggestive “look”.

It quickly escalated into “yo’r mama’s”.

Now, here behind the textile plant, Nichilai, my best friend, was hell-bent to defend the honor of his family.

Stupidity encircled us… in all shapes, sizes, creeds, and colors.

We were the new-ones. Dad had been recently promoted … a low-level executive position. He had finagled an associate’s position for his nephew, Nichilai’s father.

Family was important.

Defending family… a duty.

More and more were gathering. Bets were being places. Taunts were being tossed. No one here actually cared about the outcome…

Just Nickilai.

And his honor.



Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge: Requirements: March 23, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about an audience. It can be broad or small, and gathered for any reason. How does your character react to an audience? Is the audience itself a character. Go where the prompt leads.

A Noble, Necessary Occupation

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The bell rang.

Each student stepped to designations.

“Begin. Page 17. Future Career Possibilities. ”

Never a “Good Morning” or a “Nice to see you.”

“All life was castrated.” Dad whispered that once… as we lay in bed awaiting the proper sleep.

At night, alone… Oh, the stories. Of giants and beanstalks. Of trolls and elves. Once Dad drew on our sheets. “Daisy,” he said.

No more. Not since little Sarah passed. That night, dad hummed. Music.

It made me cry.

“Alfred. Are you with us?”

“Yes, Sir.” I stood at my desk. Alert.

“Erasers. A noble, necessary occupation.”



Written for Carrot Ranch Communications: Flash Fiction Challenge.   Requirements: March 16, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) go down the rabbit hole to a place where art is not allowed. It could be a small story or a dystopian vision. Is there a power struggle over art? Would the general public miss it? Is the end of art a natural evolution? Go where the prompt leads.

This Rock Changed My World: FFftPP- 2017 Week #07

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #07


I would like to give a hearty welcome to all flash fiction aficionados. Welcome to the new Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner Home Site.

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner is a weekly writing challenge designed for both the flash fiction newbie and the more experienced writer. It is the desire of this challenge to allow writers the opportunity to clear the cobwebs from a more tedious and involved project. Becoming a part of a new and growing writer’s community might be just what the doctor ordered to rejuvenate your writing juices.


Your Photo Prompt for Week #07 – 2017

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The challenge for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner will open early Wednesday morning, February 8th. Allow the prompt to take you anywhere you want to go! (Limit your stories to 200 words.)

This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Friday night, February 17th, 2017.


Click on the Blue Frog to share your story with our community.


The Six Easy Guidelines

  • A photo prompt topic is to be used as your ‘muse’. They will arrive promptly at midnight each Thursday morning.
  • Include the photo prompt and its credits with your story on your blog.
  • All stories are to be crafted and honed to under 200 words in length.
  • Each flash fiction piece should have a clear beginning, middle, and end. No serial stories. It is harder to stay abreast of a serial story. (Please keep content PG-13.)
  • Post your flash fiction response by clicking on THE BLUE FROG. Follow the given directions.
  • It is the desire of this blog to begin a new writing community. Plan a day to visit the writings of our challengers to enjoy our creations and to provide a little positive feedback.

Thank you for your participation. I look forward to reading each of your stories. Please remember to check back and follow the journeys of our fellow writers. Kind comments are always appreciated.



The Rock that Changed My World 

“I knew it was cheesy. But there was no other way.”

“Throwing my twelve-string in the Chevy, I was there in under ten.”

“But Daddy, it takes almost twenty minutes to get to Grandma’s.”

“Light traffic, sweetie.”

“Mommy’s window was open and the curtains were flapping out the window.”

“Jumping out of the car, I grabbed ole Betsy and I was under the window before I could change my mind.”

“But had to know she was there.”

“Daddy, what did you do?” Vanessa loved this part.

“This, sweetie.” he said, holding a small rock. “This rock changed my world.”



Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge: Requirements: February 2, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a rock in the road. It can be physical, adding to a plot twist, or it can be metaphorical for a barrier or hardship. Go where you find the rock.

Also written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #07 – 2017. Requirements: Using the photo prompt, create a 200 word flash fiction story.

A Better Life for You

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I Wish a Better Life for You


I despised school.

Memorize…Regurgitate… Repeat.

Hated my classes.

What you wore… Who you dated… God forbid if you were different.

I loathed my teachers. Be’in’s as I was from the wrong side of the tracks. Who’d I think I was applying for advanced placement enrollment?

I wanted out.  I wanted something different.

Turning out the light quickly, I slide The Iliad back under the covers.

Past midnight… Dad’s home.

Tuesday… All three jobs today.

He worked hard. Wanted a different life for me. Not what he had.

The door cracked…  “Go’night, sweetheart. See’ya in the morning,” he always whispers.



Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. Requirements: January 12, 2017 Prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that expresses a strong concern, something to give a crap about. Something that brings out the feeling to stand up. How can you use it to show tension or reveal attitudes?