Flash Fiction For The Purposeful Practitioner …February 26, 2016

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The opening sentence for the February 26th Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: “Nothing is ever as easy as it looks…” 

  • A photo prompt and an introductory sentence/ topicis to be used as your ‘muse’. They will arrive promptly at midnight each Friday morning.
  • Include the photo prompt and its credits with your story on your blog. Use of theintroductory sentence/ topic is optional. Some followers like the introductory sentence ideas.
  • All stories are to be crafted and honed to under 200 words in length.


“Sherry, I thought you were getting your haircut ,” Janice said.

“I can’t because my mom had to work today and dad is too busy to take me.”

“I bet I can cut it for you. I’ve watched my mom cut people’s hair lots of times.”

“Do you think you can do it?”

“Sure!  It looks easy.

“Good! You can cut it and I won’t have to wait for mom to take me to the salon.  She will be so surprised when she see me.”

Janice cut Sherry’s hair so it hung just above her shoulders. They were looking in the mirror with a puzzled look on their face when Sherry’s mom came in to let her know she got off work early so she could take her to the salon.

Her mom screamed!  “Look what you did!”

Janice looked at her and said, “I guess nothing is ever as easy as it looks!”

Words (153)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



This week we meet out intrepid adventurers attempting to make good and proper use of the cue word: CLEAVE.


“Mike, how was your trip through the jungle?” Adam asked.

“It was exciting and challenging!”

“In what way?”

“I saw a lot of snakes, tigers, panthers, monkeys, and we slept under the stars every night.”

“Dad taught me how to pitch a tent, hunt for our food, cook over an open fire, and wash my clothes in a river.”

“The most challenging , but fun part was using a machete to cleave a path through all the brush.”

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 02-23 through 02-29-2016

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Ellespeth’s friend. Thank you Ellespeth’s friend!
Scaffolding Dare 
“Let’s just see how brave Harold is since he is always bragging about it,” Sean said to Ronald.
“What do you have in mind?”
“Scaffolding,”  Sean replied.  “We can dare him to climb the scaffolding set up against the Marcus building.”
“Good idea!”
When Harold heard the dare given to him, he agreed right away.
They met by the scaffolding at eight p.m. , Harold climbed up ten feet, then gave Sean and Ronald a counter dare.
Sean and Ronald began climbing up.
When they were standing on the same board as Harold the board slipped and all of them almost fell off.
There was a light flashing on them and a police officer  demanded they climb down immediately.
They sat in the police car, reprimanded, and allowed to leave with the understanding of how foolish and dangerous the dare was.
Words (143)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



Sunday Photo Fiction   2-21-2016



Emma was meeting Jake at Grace Chapel Baptist Church so they could talk to the pastor about their upcoming wedding.

She stopped at Phil’s Cafe and picked up a cup of coffee.  Just as she entered the restaurant there was a man with a gun pointed at Phil and he shot him in the chest.

She quickly turned to run out the door, but the man saw her, ran after her and grabbed her arm.  She tried to pull away, but he was too strong for her.

Phil had filled a bag with money from the register and handed it to the man.  He also pushed an alarm button which alerted the police and they arrived within minutes.

Jake was off duty that day and received a call to go to Phil’s Cafe as a back-up for the police.

Emma continued to struggle with the robber as he dragged  her across the room.

The police surrounded the building and entered through the back door. Emma heard a gun fired just as she managed to pull away from the man and he fell to the floor.

Emma and Jake looked at each other in surprise.

Words (199)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved




WEEK #8 – 2016

The opening sentence for the February 19th Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: “There it was. You could see the corner of the folded yellowed parchment sticking out of the torn lining of the battered book.”


Book Delivery

There it was. You could see the corner of the folded yellowed parchment sticking out of the torn lining of the battered book.”

I carefully eased the paper out and held it gently in my hands.

Much to my amazement, the paper felt like velvet.  I could not resist rubbing my fingers across it.

Suddenly, I was standing in a beautiful garden.  The flowers were huge and the colors were very bright.

I heard a voice in my ears.  It said to give the book to the young man, but I did not see a man, young or old!

I glanced over my shoulder and standing just a few feet from me was a young man dressed in purple.  He had a puzzled expression on his face.

“I’ve been searching for a book and I see you may have found it.  Is the title of that book Royal Path?”  he asked.

I replied, “yes, and I believe I am to give it to you.”

He was so delighted!

“Now, I can follow through with my Royal duties,” he said with excitement.

As I handed him the book, I saw a vision of a King.

I had returned to where I once stood and my hands no longer held the book, but I was wearing a gold ring with a seal on it.  The words on the seal were…Royal Gift.

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved




  • use the cue in any way you like
  • six sentences, no more, no less, no War and Peace run ons
  • any genre

This week the cue is FRAY

Who Am I

“I’m light brown,” String said.

“I was part of a garment.”

“I’m sort of round now.”

“My shape has changed with age.”

“You are a button,” said the little girl.

“No, I’m a frayed knot.”

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



This week’s photo prompt is provided by TJ Paris. Thank you TJ!

The Outing

I don’t understand.  Where am I and who is that person standing over there just looking around?

I feel lost, scared and I’m not sure what to do.

Why is everything so dull and depressing to me?

How long can I just stand here?

What?  I think I hear someone calling me.

Is Thelma my name?  I hope it is.

Finally, a person I can ask.  She looks friendly, yes, she wants to help me.

She is leading me to safety.  Her kind words have eased my anxiety.

I’m home now and she has prepared my dinner for me.  I hope she stays with me.  She said she will.

I must remember to stay inside unless she is with me, then we can walk together.

Words (122)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

Alzheimer’s Disease

Alzheimer’s disease is a neurological disorder in which the death of brain cells causes memory loss and cognitive decline.  A neurodegenerative type of dementia, the disease starts mild and gets progressively worse.

The total brain size shrinks with Alzheimer’s—the tissue has progressively fewer nerve cells and connections.



The idea of Sunday Photo Fiction is to create a story / poem or something using around about 200 words with the photo as a guide. It doesn’t have to be centre stage in the story, I have seen some where the placement is so subtle, the writer states where it is.

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Sunday Drive

“Joey! Look at those pigs over there,” Suzy said with excitement.

Joey looked over at her and said, “Suzy, those animals are not pigs. They are  rhinos.”

“Why are they called that?”

“I don’t know, but they are really ugly!”

Joey and Suzy’s mom spoke up and said, “all animals have their own look, just like humans do.”

Suzy laughed and pointed to Joey saying, “Joey is like a rhino.”

“I am not! I don’t look like a rhino.”

“No, you are right, you don’t look like a rhino, you look like a nut!”

“Stop it, Suzy!”

“Joey is a nut, he has a rubber butt, every time he turns around  he goes putt, putt! “

“Mom! Make her stop it.”

“That’s enough, I want both of you  silent for the next ten minutes.  I need  peace and quiet,” their mom remarked.

Words (145)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



SIX SENTENCE STORY  ….02/11//2016 ….   DRAW

Attention Received

“Tony, look at Dillon, he’s acting all weird again,”  Taylor said.

“I know, he’s always doing something to draw attention to himself,” Tony remarked.

“This time though there’s a bull over there and Dillon’s waiving a red jacket around.”

“That’s not going to cause the bull to charge because of the red jacket. The bull is color blind and attracted to the movement of the jacket, not the color!” Tony said.

The bull took off running toward Dillon and Dillon had just enough time to jump the fence before the bull made contact with him.

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved









Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies…..     Aristole

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage…… Lao Tzu

Age does not protect you from love, But, love, to some extent protects you from age….Anais Nin

Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward in the same direction…Antoine deSaint Exupery

The best and most beautiful thing in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart…..Helen Keller

Love does not dominate; it cultivates….Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding places…Zora Neale Hurston

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays.  Clutch it, and it darts away….Dorothy Parker

I have learned not to worry about love, but to honor its coming with all my heart…Alice Walker

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.  I love you straightforwardly,  without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this; where I does not exist nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep….Pablo Neruda,  “Love Sonnet XVII”





When I said, “I love you,”

I went over the moon.

My heart sang its glory,

The stars sang in tune.

As when with a word

God brought forth light,

So with these words

You ended my night.

So with these words

You made something new:

A bond of devotion

Between me and you.

How powerful words

To shape who we are!

We ponder in silence;

Our words cross a bar.

Your words crossed a threshold

And entered the past.

Yet they have created

A world that will last.

By:  Nicholas Gordon



I love you with all I am

And all I’ll ever be.

You are my moon, my sun and stars,

My earth, my sky, my sea.

My love for you goes down and down

Beneath both life and death

So deep it must remain when I

Have drawn my last faint breath.

Holding you for months and years

Will make Time disappear,

Will make your lips my lips, your face

My face, your tear my tear;

Will make us one strange personage

All intertwined in bliss,

Not man or woman, live or dead—

Just nothing–but a kiss!

By:  Nicholas  Gordon


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Aubrey and Jessie

They met at a roller skating rink.

After the skating was over, the dance began.  He introduced himself, she did the same.  They danced that night and made plans for the next week.

He did not have a car, so he borrowed one and took her to a movie.  They dated on weekends, and after a few months he was sent on a training cruise for six months by the United States Marine Corps.

Letters came and went between them.

He came back, they continued to date.  He received orders to go on another cruise for six months.

He asked her to marry him before he left.

Her parents knew nothing about his family and not a lot about him.  They refused to sign the necessary papers  for them to get married.  Afterall, she was just turning nineteen!

They made their plans, and drove to the next state where permission from the parents was not needed for someone younger than twenty-one.  The requirements in that state was eighteen.

They got married by a Justice of the Peace in Wilmington, N.C.

Many years have passed since that glorious day.

He got out of the Marine Corps, went to college, they moved many times, raised three children, and moved to a beautiful and very active retirement community.

It has been almost fifty-one years since their marriage, and they are still very much in love with each other.