It’s Wednesday, darlings, so that means it’s time for another edition of Friday Fictioneers — details found HERE.
Write 100 words based on a photo prompt — this weeks is a really good one, and if you’re reading this and haven’t written yet, for the love of Ferris, please refrain from writing a flood/disaster story — for me, pretty please? This is such a great photo, and unless you’ve got something absotively mind-blowing in the disaster genre, go for your second idea. I know, I’m bossy, but the first thing I thought of when I saw this photo was a flood story, and then the second thing I thought was “Oh shit, I’m going to read 40 flood stories this week aren’t I?” and then I came up with a third thought, based on the anthropomorphization of the three shopping carts. For some reason, this picture reminded me of insecure teenagers, and how cruel teenage girls can be, and how lonely those years are.
100 words eggs act tickley
“Look at her, Gloria. Standing over there like she’s so special.”
“I know, right? Like, as if.”
“Suzie thinks she’s so hot.”
“She thinks she’s too good for us, Liz.”
“Why’s she’s standing over there by herself anyway?”
“I don’t know; why don’t you go ask her?”
“Uh uh, you go ask her – I’m not talking to that stuck up bitch.”
I hate myself, Suzie thought, sighing. Why can’t I be like Liz and Gloria? They make everything look easy. They’d never let me hang with them – they’re too good, too pretty, too popular to be seen with me.
If you haven’t read Oku no Hosomichi by Doug Macilroy yet, DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT $200, just go….
Lisa Yow-Williams, a writer I don’t believe I’ve read before, wowed me with her wonderful writing this week. Rewriting a Life is worth your time.