For our writing pleasure we have been enjoined to post by her purple-for-passion (or is it the other way ‘round?), Madam Wisoff-Fields and the debonair lady, Liz Young. They have joined forces to summon our best literary skills of micro-fiction story telling (and editing down).
Click on Liz’s photo prompt to test the waters at Rochelle’s blog. There, you will find everything you need to rock a mini plot for the hashtag Friday Fictioneers game of writer-ship (#FF).
Genre: Poetic Fiction
Title: Anytime Checkout
Word Count: 100 (Language Warning)
Lying hidden in the tall grass, we kept each other warm. I started to kiss her, but she pushed me back and whispered, “What the fuck is that?
I turned to see several lights hovering.
“Don’t move!” She pulled me down, “Be quiet. We need to get out of here.”
The lights passed. We crawled, then ran for several minutes.
I asked, “Who is looking for us and why?”
“My ex and his tribe. If they find me, they will kill us both. I was a member of his cult. They never allow anyone to leave—at least not alive.”
Look both ways when the terrain and vegetation permit.
Mind the gaps and the lights when Journey sings of the city by the bay.
These folks are in their 70’s now, but then so am I.
Oh, and this book:
Our Literary Journey 
I hope they get away
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This was a great short story, Bill. Now let us hope they get out of reach of those wackos.
Love me some original Journey!
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🙂
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It’s never enough to hold a belief is it? It always seems the believer needs to hold others captive to it. Nice to see you again.
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Thank you.
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Quite how they got there, or how we got here, is quite beyond me!
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🙂
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Lots of story in 100 words! Excellent 🙂
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Thank you.
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Oh great! What a way to kill a relationship before it starts!
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Right? Literally. 🙂
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Wow, what a bargain. A roll in the hay followed by a run for your life. I guess it all depends on what gets your motor running.
Amusing tale.
Tracey
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Thank you, Tracey. 🙂
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Looking over your shoulder everywhere you go knowing the Cult is there. Scary.
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All but the ending of an entire action movie
packaged very neatly in 100 words.
Excellent, Bill!
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Ooo…lots of drama in so few words.
Good one.
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Thank you.
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Ooo…lots of drama in so few words.
Good one.
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What a shame their roll in the hay end with such a dangerous situation. A very dramatic change of mood here.
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Thank you, Margaret. 🙂
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Thrilling story, Bill. I hope that’s one situation I never find myself in. Cults ain’t no joke from what all I know of them.
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I agree, Lisa. 🙂
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Dear Bill,
A lot of story packed into 100 words. I can only hope they make it away from the cult and live to tell about it. Well done. Happy to see you back in the squares.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle.
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He should run in the opposite direction – it’s her they want. 😁
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🙂 I don’t know.
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one of the best this week. well done.
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Thanks. You’re too kind. 🙂
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Ooooo run.
Hopefully they get away.
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But they just wanted to deliver their Kool-Aid.
I can’t resist Journey, especially when they’re singing about the Bay.
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🙂
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