Lover of all things purple (except maybe prose); historian and keeper of dark truths; maven of watercolor and drawings of life; sultry mistress with dominion over her tribe of scribes and Friday littérateurs of fantastic fiction; Madam Rochelle Wisoff-Fields has honored her humble servant by promotion to the elite order of photo contributors.
To wit, I must now contrive some presentable intrigue in fewer than 101 words, discounting this introduction, the preface (title, wordcount, and genre), and my additional postscript.
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Genre: Texas Gothic
Title: Organic Disposal
Word Count: 100
I met her on the front porch. “Hi Furie, where’s Fenix?”
“She’s inside reading. I’m going to sit on that old rusty truck and write some Texas Gothic. It inspires me.”
“I noticed they moved it and put in a hog pen.”
I could see her wheels turning. “Right, Opa. You know, pigs and hogs are a great way to get rid of physical crime evidence. They’ll eat anything organic, including flesh and bone. And they can be trained to make life difficult for the Sheriff or some dingbat country cop.”
She smiled and waved as the Sheriff pulled up.
Look both ways for fact or fiction.
Mind the gaps and plot twists of creative teenage minds.