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Today I am taking part in Sunday Photo Fiction hosted by Alastair Forbes. This is a flash fiction challenge where you use the photo prompt provided and write a story that goes with the photo. The challenge requires the writer to create a story using about 200 words. Here is the photo and my story entitled “An Odd Job.”

As the sun sets - Photo by Alastair Forbes

As the sun sets – Photo by Alastair Forbes

The sun was low on the western horizon. I watched and waited patiently for it to dip below the horizon. Soon she would be awake.

I am a caretaker of one of the walking dead. It was an unusual job to say the least. I work from dusk to dawn. I prepare meals, enjoy the nightlife, and I travel. It’s a blast!

The vamp that I take care of, Arminell, is a real beauty. It was in the 1600’s at the young age of 17, when she was turned. She has raven hair, flawless skin, and eyes the color of the sky. I was lucky because even though I work for her, she is my friend. Other caretakers are not so lucky.

Ah, there she is. “Good evening Sally,” she says in greeting. She is wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt, her hair in a French braid. “What are we going to do today?”

“Let me get you something to eat, then let’s hit the city.”

“Splendid! What’s on the menu?”

I have created a food bank, you see. It works perfectly. Folks think they’re auditioning for a new stage play. “How about starting with a spicy Spaniard, and finishing with a cool Norwegian?”

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Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction

Thank you Al for the amazing photo that inspired my story. And, to you dear reader, thank you for taking the time to stop by for a quick read. Have an amazing day and be well. ^..^

 

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Every blogger out there is bombarded with Spam. Some person writes scripts for these folks and they comment on a photo that has nothing to do with their comment. So, let’s take a moment to laugh at how ridiculous these can be, shall we?

First will be the photo from the blog I wrote, then a random comment. I do have a disclaimer to this post, just in case someone might think that I am naming them or their content. It is this:

“This post is a work of FICTION. Names, characters and incidents are the product of this author’s imagination, or is used in a fictitious manner. Actual resemblances to actual persons or businesses living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental.”

Now for the photos and the spammers comments.

Repel from here

Repel from here

The comment for the photo above: “The text in your article seem to be running off the screen in Opera.”

Wild Weekly Challenge #4 Award!

Wild Weekly Challenge #4 Award!

And the comment is: “proЬɑЬly it is tɦe very first toսcɦ սpon yoսr ѡeЬ site, inɑdvertently…” That makes sense doesn’t it?

Pre-cooked hot Italian sausage

Pre-cooked hot Italian sausage

And the comment is: “Ridiculous story there. What happened after?” What?

A developing strawberry

A developing strawberry

And the comment is: “They were on hand to see and support Barack and Hillary.” This one has me scratching my head. How about you?

I am green with envy!

I am green with envy!

The spammer says: “Life in the Foothills is the most effective.”  Most effective what?

What caught my eye

What caught my eye

Now, does this one make sense? “Your post shows other health benefits of viagra.”  Hmmm…maybe they need to take a class to learn about anatomy.

All I have to say to the spammers is this:  Really?  And, thanks for the laughs!

Enjoy your day, and thank you for stopping by.  Be well…   ^..^

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It is Monday again, and this is the day I devote to the other blog that I write, which is the Mondays Finish the Story flash fiction challenge. This challenge gives an opening line to a story that the writer must use and that they write a story that goes along with the photo. The word limit is 100-150 words, not including the opening line. Here is my contribution to this week’s challenge. The opening sentence is in bold and italicized letters.

The Biosphere - Photo by Barbara W. Beacham

The Biosphere – Photo by Barbara W. Beacham

“At first, it looked like an ordinary marble, but it was far from it.” They saw it from a distance. They continued on heading to the biosphere. It had been there now for 45 years.

“Are those fractures?” asked McClary.

“I don’t know,” replied Smith.

They got to the biosphere and circled it looking for a way in. The surface did look fractured.

“Where is the door?” Smith asked.

“Over here.”

Gaining access, they went through the locks. Not knowing what they would find inside, they left their suits on. As they walked through the last lock, they saw the hydroponic garden. Fish tanks were bubbling, and cows looked up at them.

Heading into the building, they found themselves in the dining hall. The people turned to see who was coming in.

Smith and McClary were surprised to see humans and greys eating pizza, drinking either wine or milk, while a band played music in the background.

“Welcome!” they both heard in their heads.

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Mondays Finish the Story

I hope that you enjoyed my bit of flash. Thanks go out to Eric from Momus News for helping out this week with the opening line for the challenge. If you would like to take part in this fun and unique flash fiction challenge, then just click HERE!

Thanks for dropping by and have a magnificent Monday! Be well… ^..^

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Memorialized - Photo by Douglas M MacIlroy

Memorialized – Photo by Douglas M MacIlroy

He had found a rift in the time continuum, which allowed him to travel back through history. Dressed in scuba gear, he jumped through the rift.

Light as a feather, he found himself floating in the sea. Whooshing towards him was a huge creature. It slowed as it got near. John was dog paddling. The Plesiosauria leaned forward as if smelling him. He reached out his hand. The nose of the creature touched his hand. He stroked her face. What a thrill!

When John came back to the present day, he created a sculpture to memorialize his unique encounter.

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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Douglas MacIlroy for the photo that inspired my short story!

And, thank you dear reader for taking the time to drop by for a quick read. I hope that you have a terrific Thursday. Be well…. ^..^

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Driving through the small town of Morgan, Utah we stopped at the local museum. I took my camera with me in case I saw anything unusual that I might want to use for Sunday Photo Fiction. A strange display of license plates caught my eye.

I took this photo.

License Plates - Photo by Joe Owens

License Plates – Photo by Joe Owens

A sign below the plates told the story.

“The license plates that you see in this exhibit span a total of 37 years. These plates come from the house of a man named Hank Greenwood, a long time resident of Morgan. He was a quiet man who kept to himself. Few rarely saw him. When they did, he usually had a spade in his hands.

Over the 37 years, Greenwood collected the plates that you see here today. The significance of these plates is indeed unusual. Little did the folks of the town of Morgan know that this quiet man was a serial killer. Each of the plates represents a ‘trophy’ for the 26 that he killed. Greenwood buried each of his victims in his backyard. Odd as it may be, when he was arrested he told authorities that he felt each plate gave him license to kill.”

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Thank you goes out to Joe Owens, our host of Sunday Photo Fiction, for the photo that inspired today’s story. And thank you dear reader for taking the time to stop by for a quick read! I hope that you enjoyed my story. Be well! ^..^

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It is Monday and once again I am participating in the Mondays Finish the Story flash fiction challenge. The rules for this challenge are to write a story that goes with the photo and uses the opening line provided. The word limit is between 100-150 not including the opening line. Here is the photo and my story!

On the River - Photo by Barbara W. Beacham

On the River – Photo by Barbara W. Beacham

“When the team heard the dam explode, they knew they had limited time to make it to safety.” The team made their way into the rapids, hoping that with their paddling they would be able to get farther down river.

They could hear the roar of the water from the dam as it rushed towards them. “Strap in!” shouted Captain Venisant. “All paddles in!”

The team complied with orders. Each man grabbed a hold of the strapping. The roar of the water was loud. Taking a quick look back, the Captain shouted, “Brace for impact.”

The water crashed down on them. The men held on tight. The rocks at the rivers bottom battered them. The raft slowly began to rise. Finally, it surfaced.

Each man drew a deep breath. They made it without casualties. “Well done men!” shouted the Captain.

They all looked at each other. Smiles adorned every face. Then they heard the roar. Turning to look ahead, they hit the top of the falls.

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Mondays Finish the Story

You too can join in on this flash fiction writing challenge! To get to the page, click HERE!

Thank you dear reader for stopping by today! Have a marvelous Monday and be well… ^..^

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Today, I wanted to share with you some photos of flowers that I have taken over time. The photos move me, and maybe they will move you too! These photos speak for themselves! Ready?

Butter and cream

Butter and cream

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Sunshine

Sunshine

Pink clusters

Pink clusters

A splash of red and white

A splash of red and white

Glory in yellow

Glory in yellow

Hanging its head

Hanging its head

Shades of yellow

Shades of yellow

I hope that these flowers spoke to you! Thanks for stopping by today, and have a spectacular Saturday! Be well… ^..^

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