WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS!
Seize the opportunity to free your muse and allow her take you on a magic carpet ride.
Henry David Thoreau said it best.
“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)
MAKE. EVERY. WORD. COUNT.
My stomach is in knots. It’s been years since I trod the boards. Will I freeze? Will I croak? Wrong part, I’m not Carlotta. The house lights are down. A few finishing touches to my makeup. I need to get backstage. There’s my cue.
“Think of me. Think of me fondly,…” *
A few hours later, I am back in my mind and out of Christine’s. They loved it. We even received a standing ovation. And all my friends said we’d get booed off the stage in this one-horse town. Boy, were they wrong.
* “Think of Me”, Phantom of the Opera.