Friday Fictioneers

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Fat little birds squat to rest after searching the rocks and shells to find tiny creatures that quell their appetites. Away from their quests rocks a small wooden boat, steered by a slightly billowed sail in the wind. The occupant too, wishes for an interlude on choppy seas. Stormy grayness appears, menacing, and stirred up ocean waves ruffle the water. Shorebirds hunker down anticipating heavy rain while some seek shelter among the beach trees. A temporary condition, the spring weather companion, while all living things wait for summer sun.

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10 April 2026

Can You Tell a Story in 52?

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Charlie drew furiously, thinking it a great cardboard and fabric disguise, pressing it to his chest, as if to cherish his efforts. He ignored the fabric’s imprinted waterfall background, the action in front was key to his identity, a boogie-woogie dancer. “What’s buzzing cousins?” while adjusting his mask, yelled into the dancehall.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

Esther’s Writing Prompt

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I think it might be poor vision

Thinking of his last decision

To war or not to war

That is the question

“Teach them, teach them all”

His words of wisdom

“I have the power

They have the need

So send the troops

With hastened speed

I need oil and money too

I’ll sacrifice many, including you!”

His speech a warning we must heed

He’s not the only one with wartime seeds.

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Writing Prompts

The Writer’s Workshop

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(6). I’m so upset this morning that any fight I had was so long ago I can’t remember it. To me the fight now is with congress that will not step up and declare this president insane, unfit to govern. I don’t care what or any political party you’re in, you have to see that in the last few days, and future days, he could get us into a nuclear world war. He’s already stirred up troubles all over the world. Sounds impossible? Has he followed any of our sacred documents set up by the founding fathers – The Constitution, the Declaration of Independence, the Bill of Rights? Our military and their families are suffering because of his acting out childish tantrums. I am angry and ready to fight this lunatic!

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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts – April 9, 2026

The Sunday Whirl

The little raccoon looked ravenous. I heard the cans crash as they were rattled against the garage door. The creature I found lurked at the bottom of the can, his usually large jowls dark and hollow. In the space of five minutes, he had managed to slip by the flickering red glass eye in the “intruder” camera and no shame involved as he obviously had crept up to the top of the cans. I went in the house and fetched some bread and small cheese cubes. Of course that means he’ll be back…

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MLMM Wordle

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Julie thought her new boyfriend’s words were hollow. She couldn’t get the image of her other lover, and nostalgia overtook her. She let a smile form on her lips, a blush on her cheeks, as she remembered the gift, the present he gave her on their anniversary. He had produced a gold tray with a thick foil wrapped sash that was e

mbroidered with his first words of love.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #471