Friday, February 24, 2012

Today’s Friday Flash Fiction post is my take on the photo prompt provided by Madison Woods. Visit her website    http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/  and find links to other Friday Flash Fiction stories from authors around the globe.  Please post the link to your story with your comment.

Casting Call
Hey, look at this,” said Cara
Rochelle hopped across the gray stones toward the cavern’s mouth. “Looks like sticks, stones, and bird bones to me,” she replied.
“But look at how they’re arranged. I bet it’s some sort of cryptic message. In the old days, fortune tellers used stuff like this to predict the future.”
“Really,” said Rochelle sarcastically. “Let me give it a try. The bones say ‘men will encircle you, shouting chants, and casting lots for your clothing’”
“That’s ridiculous.” Cara raked the blonde hair behind her ears. “Let’s go. I have an audition at the Pink Pussycat at five.”

13 comments:

  1. Russell, I love reading your take on these photos. Nobody else can surpass your creativity! Loved "Cara raked the blonde hair . . ." Excellent!

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    1. Oops . . . here's my link:

      http://jansthoughtsovercoffee.blogspot.com/2012/02/flashfriday-fridayfictioneers-lovers_24.html

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  2. I like how you related this picture to the magical shaman ideas and still set it the real world, and depicted the two girls so clearly, Russell. Nice little story.

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  3. Love your sense of humour. This is a great story. Here's mine: http://postcardfiction.com/2012/02/24/forgotten/

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  4. Great take on this! Very creative and funny. Nice job, as usual.

    I am getting ready (make that SHOULD BE) for two book signings this weekend, so I'll play again next week.

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  5. I loved the way "sticks, stones, and bird bones" kind of tumbles out of the mouth. Good job, I enjoyed the forecast that she'd be encircled by men, shouting, chanting, and casting lots for her clothes; self-fullfilling of a stripper at the Pink Pussycat, perhaps?

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    1. You got it, but the prophecy went right over her blonde head. HA!

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  6. That was so cute! You took the grimness right out of those bones and set them sparkling in her silly blonde head!
    Lindaura
    http://fictionvictimtoo.blogspot.com

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  7. Hahahahaha! Soothsayer, she is! Well done, Russell. Loved the last line.

    Here's mine:
    http://siobhanmuir.blogspot.com/2012/02/cave-100words-for-fridayfictioneers-and.html

    Siobhan

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  8. *snicker* I guess she is gonna land that job! Excellent set-up! My drabble is here; http://quillshiv.wordpress.com/2012/02/24/let-flow-what-is-left/

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  9. Hi neighbor,
    I'll tell you what's so funny, it's this story. This is the first time I've realized what an excellent sense of humor you have. I think humor writing is one of the more difficult things to pull off in writing and you did it. Kudos.
    Here's mine: http://bridgesareforburning.wordpress.com/

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  10. Bravo. This is the first submission based on the above photo that gave me a good chuckle. Thank you for your clever, whimsical sense of humor. And yes, she may have to remove her clothes at that audition based on the name of the place. LOL. Here's mine:
    www.triplemoonstar.blogspot.com

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  11. I am left hanging in the middle... probably as a result of other twisty endings i have read...but, this is worthy of being called creative!

    Here's mine:
    http://seewilliams.wordpress.com/2012/02/24/moriah/

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