SUNDAY PHOTO FICTION   November 29, 2015

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to centre around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

132 11 November 29th 2015


It rained steady and hard.

My car’s tire went flat so I parked by a lake to change it.  Old Yellow, my lucky spare tire tube, was going to be put to use.

I noticed how much the lake had risen.  There was a car stuck in the middle of it. The water had risen to the top of it. Standing on the top of the car was a young woman screaming and pleading for help.

The water had rushed up to where my car was and washed Old Yellow out into the lake.

Old Yellow floated near the woman’s car and I yelled for her to jump on it.  She turned to jump on the tire tube, but fell backwards. Just at that moment the tire tube shifted and she fell right in the middle of it!  She floated down the river and I heard screaming from a distance.

I read an article in the newspaper the following day about a woman saved by floating on a yellow tire tube to safety.

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Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved




I would like to thank   Yinglan  from A Simple Life

for nominating me for this challenge.

Challenge rules:

  1. Post 3 quotes on 3 consecutive days
  2. Thank the person who nominated you
  3. Nominate 3 new bloggers each single day of the challenge

Here is my first quote in this series:


If you tell the truth you don’t have to remember anything.    🙂







Wordle #86   November 23, 2015

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie        Words:  cyprus, enable, ringside, Lapis Lazuli, coffin, hands, acrobat, strength, mawkish, serum

Border Crossing

My ability to speak Greek, and having use of an acrobat reader on my computer enabled me to cross the border into Cyprus.

I met a double agent at the Ringside Cafe, which was a great experience for me.  Not only did they have a unique eating area, but they also sold Lapis Lazuli stones in the gift shop. I was fortunate enough to hear the Hands Band that had gotten there just hours before I did.

The double agent was mawkish after eating his meal, however, that did not impair his strength in any way so we left the cafe in search of our collaborator.

Mr. Smith, the collaborator, insisted we use a standard wooden coffin to transport our agent back to the United States.  He said it would bring less attention our way and therefore, speed up the transportation arrangements.

Our agent, Roland W. Hoffman, was given a very powerful serum that put him into a temporary coma lasting only two days, so time was an important factor to consider.

Everything went according to our plan until it came time to transport the coffin across the border.

The border patrol insisted the coffin be opened and inspected even though I had all the necessary documents needed.

Unfortunately, it had taken two full days to get to the time of our crossing the border and the serum and air supply was almost depleted for agent Hoffman.

It all came down, when the border patrol opened the casket and agent Hoffman sat up in the coffin and began to cough.

The border patrol fainted, agent Hoffman got out of the casket and into the truck cab  and I sped off across the border like a ” bat out of hell!”

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



**If you recall this week was in honor of my boy Doug’s 16th birthday!**

and the cue is AGED


“Oscar, have you seen Joe around this week?”  Sam asked.

“No, I heard he transferred to another department.”  Oscar replied.

“Is that part of the promotion he received after getting the Most Valuable Partner Of The Year award last month?”

“Probably that, and the fact he has aged so much in the last two years, they felt he needed transferred out of the special weapons and tactics team so he could keep his job.”

“Your probably right, he has an outstanding career and saved so many officer’s lives and he would probably start aging faster if he had to retire.”

“I know, and next month he will be celebrating his seventy-seventh birthday, but of course that is in dog years not human years, which makes a huge difference when it comes time to retire from the job.”

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


41st Challenge for

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers


Week of 11-24 through 11-30-2015

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Etol Bagam, author of the blog, Creative Busyness. Thank you Etol!

Rainbow Delight Club

Strawberry, Plum, Blueberry and Banana received notification of the coming rain. They received the notice while attending their seasonal meeting which was held in the club’s tree trunk.

They adjourned the meeting,  rushed over to the gold pot, polished it until it sparkled, and patiently waited for the rain to come.

There was the sound of thunder, the clouds covered the beautiful blue sky and it began to rain causing the trees, bushes and grass to glisten.

They entered the gold pot and got in place.

Then, the rain stopped and the Rainbow Delight Club gave an outstanding performance. Their beauty was an absolute delight for everyone to see.

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Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to centre around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

131 11 November 22nd 2015

Old Hotel

“What do  you think of this old hotel now, Jennie?”  Trevor asked.

She smiled and said, “it’s really nice!  Can we use the swimming pool that’s on the roof?”

“Sure, I think tomorrow will be a beautiful day and perfect for swimming.”

Trevor woke Jennie up and said, “I think the building is on fire!”

Jennie started to jump out of bed, but Trevor stopped her.

“No, wait.  We need to roll off the bed and crawl on our hands and knees toward the door.”

Trevor carefully opened the door.  He told Jennie to hold her breath as much as possible, breathe shallowly through her nose using her shirt as a filter and watch the wall as she crawled to the door that led to the roof.

They crawled to the door and were able to get on the roof in the swimming pool area.

To avoid being struck by a spark of fire they got in the pool and waited until they were safely rescued.

Jennie said, “Trevor, I changed my mind about this old hotel.  Let’s stay in a new hotel next time.  I don’t like having to swim when the building is on fire.”

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SIX SENTENCE STORIES ………….November 19, 2015


United We Stand

The division of the lands of Common Sense decided by, King Nonsense, created great animosity between the two divisions.

King Nonsense named the first division Right and the second division Wrong and he came to the decision simply by flipping a gold coin, however both divisions received equal parts of the land.

There was great resentment from the Wrong division which was mainly due to the name they received and bitterness among the Right division because the separating of the lands caused families to  split from one division into two divisions.

King Nonsense patiently listened to each division’s grievances, never the less, he declared his decision  unbiased and final.

Each division elected a panel of representatives to meet and discuss the problems caused by the King’s decision.

The Right division and the Wrong division decided among themselves to become a Complete division and therefore, the two divisions ousted the King from his throne, turned his body into stone, and displayed it in the center of the Complete division to always remind them, and future generations that “United We Stand!”

 Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 11-17 through 11-23-2015

This week’s photo prompt is provided by, Sonya-only 100 words.

Prima Donna

Prima Donna walked leisurely across the lawn feeling proud as a peacock!  She was thinking to herself, “yes, I am proud as a peacock, I am a peacock!  I’m bright and beautiful and every peacock is envious of me.”

She looked around at the other peacocks and felt sorry for them.  They were pretty, but did not come close to her beauty.

They looked at her as if they had seen a ghost!  She couldn’t understand why.  Then, as she strutted past a reflecting glass, she felt horrified!  All of her gorgeous colors had turned white.

She chided herself for eating all the white jelly beans the other day.  Now, she looked ghost-like and had to endure months of stares before her beautiful colors come back!

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 Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



SUNDAY PHOTO FINISH ….November 15, 2015

130 11 November 15th 2015

Mission Accomplished

“Skyler, are you sure this is the right building?”  Maurice asked.

“Yes, because it has the discolored mark on the brick.”

“Maybe we should contact the police.”

“No! He said I must follow his instructions.”

“Of course, like you always do.  Your on another one of his missions.”

“But this time it could turn out  very dangerous for me.”

“Read the note to me.”

     “My lovely Skyler, you better be in front of the building where we first met. I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen.  Yours always, Ryan”

“What does he mean by bad?”

“You better leave, Maurice. I don’t want you  in any danger.”

A car drove up, Ryan jumped out and said, “I knew he would be with you this time!” Ryan rushed toward Maurice with a switch blade and Skyler saw a huge ball of fire that temporarily blinded her.

Ryan had disappeared, the car had disappeared and everything was normal again.

“Maurice, what just happened?”

“Ryan was jealous of you and I, so I used my Marvelous Powers and sent him back to Mars. “

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 Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved