100 Word Wednesday

for: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/10/28/100-word-wednesday-172/

Image of picnic tables on a mulch bed at the Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle, Washington just before Halloween 2020 - with two pumpkins soocially distanced, image by Bikurgurl, October 2020

Michael’s Pumpkin

Okay guys hurry up! Time to go! 

Mom… 

Not now Michael, we have to go. It is almost four o’clock and I have to make dinner. 

But mom… 

Michael, please. Just get in the car. Your sister is already strapped in, I am just waiting for you. 

Mom! 

Michael, I am not arguing with you right now. Just get in the car! Why does there always have to be an argument when we leave the park. You know, next time I will just bring your sister and get Aunt Martha to come stay with you. 

But mom! 

What? 

My pumpkin…. 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

100 Word Wednesday

***disclaimer: This is the wrong prompt for October 7, 2020***
Please check Bikurgurl’s site for the correct picture.

Image by Bikurgurl

What 100 words would you give this image?

Interested in joining us? Check out the guidelines below and ping back to be included in the Writing Wind-up!

Let the writing begin!

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How to participate? A few guidelines as we begin….

  1. Simply check my feed, or search the reader, for the 100WW or tag #100WW, post each Wednesday. I’ll also be posting on my InstagramTwitter, and Facebook Feeds.
  2. Write your submission on your blog, Instagram, Twitter, or Facebook Feed and ping back to the weekly blog post. Feel free to use the image provided or your own. Please do credit the artist whose image we use — Links provided.
  3. I have not enabled automatic pingbacks due to a plethora of spam messages attempting to link up. Do feel free to also continue posting your links and I will enable your pingbacks as I check my blog. Thank you for understanding!!
  4. I’ll provide a Weekly Summary, or Windup, of posts on or by Tuesday; take the opportunity to read and comment on your fellow bloggers posts {keeping in mind to give each other grace and space}. I try to read them all and post your submission in the Weekly Windup.
  5. Have fun! I enjoy reading your challenge submissions!

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Hiding

Peter? Peter? Where did you go? I thought you said this game was for me to hide and then you find me, but if I’m here, in some tube with the openings covered, how is that any fun?  

I don’t know why you won’t answer me!  

Peter? Come on, are you there? I can’t even get out of here on my own! You took the stool.  

Whose idea was it anyway that I hide in some tube? 

Whose idea was it to cover the openings?  

Peter, if you are out there, this is a warning, we are no longer friends. 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Do What you Do: 100 Word Wednesday

Image by Bikurgurl

What 100 words would you give this image?

From: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/09/02/100-word-wednesday-164/

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“Milly, what the heck are you doing?”  

“I’m taking pictures, why?” 

“Well I could hear you milling around in that room but couldn’t imagine what you’re doing since there isn’t anything in there but a few plants and a really uncomfortable bench to sit on.” 

“Deb, I’m just doing what I do, you should know that! I thought you knew me.” 

“Milly, I was simply asking. You go do what you do, and I will talk to you later. I won’t disturb you again.” 

“Deb don’t get mad. I’m just busy and it sounds like you think I do nothing!” 

100 Word Wednesday

Written for bikurgurl: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/08/12/100-word-wednesday-161/

Afternoon Walk

What George and Lester hadn’t known was that the storm coming over the mountains was going to be bad. If they had known they wouldn’t have been on the bridge at that hour. Maybe someone would have told the two men to stay home; play a game of chess, have an afternoon cocktail. Maybe the winds would not have pulled off Lester’s cap or taken George’s newspaper right out of his hands. Maybe George and Lester would be home laughing about the old days, the broads they knew, the hearts they broke, the battles they won. Someone should’ve told them.  

©2020  CBialczak  Fiction