Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-28 through 04-03-2017

The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words)

Photo prompt provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!

The Mad Scramble

“Gee grandma, you have a lot of pictures in your house,”  Milly remarked. “Which one is your favorite?”

“The one with the man playing the piano,” she answered.


“My friend was visiting us that day and he brought his pet mouse which got loose and Miss Patience and Mrs. Grandstand saw it.”

“What happened then?”

“They screamed, jumped up and down with their hands circling in the air and ran into each other and the furniture trying to get out of the room.”

“I’ve never laughed so much in my life!”

“They were angry with me for a whole month after that.”

Word count (103)

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



Three Line Tales, Week 61

Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible)


The doctors were within minutes of losing the patient.

The Drone arrived at record speed.

Heart received in time.

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



WEEK #14

The challenge for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner will open early Wednesday morning, March 29th. Allow the prompt to take you anywhere you want to go! (Limit your stories to 200 words.)

This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Friday night, April 7th, 2017.



“Kaitlyn, I’ve been looking for you,” Ethan said.  “Please put Kevin’s shoes down and come out of his room.”

“Do you remember how much he pleaded for us to buy him these shoes?”  she said with a quivering voice.

“Yes, and he will wear them again.”

“He’s been missing for three days now!”  she cried.

“I know, but the police are still working on the case and we will be meeting with detective McCloud in a little while.”

“I hear someone at the door. Please see who it is while I get my keys to the car,”  Ethan said.

“Ethan, come in here!  Detective McCloud is here and said they have found Kevin,”  Kaitlyn called in a high pitched voice.”

“Where?”  Ethan questioned.

“He fell into the old Miller mindshaft and broke his legs.”


“Let’s go to our son,” Kaitlyn said hurridley.”  “We can ask questions later!”

Words (148)

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-14 through 03-20-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Tim Livingston with the blog, The ForesterArtist. Thank you Tim for our photo prompt this week!


“Zickadad, what is that?”  Littleboy questioned.

“Some type of vehicle.”

“What’s a vehicle?”

“A mode of transportation.”

“Where are the lifters and the swooshers?”

“There are none.”

“How does it move from place to place?”

“On wheels!  They go in circles and cause the vehicle to move in different directions.”

“How does it travel in space?”

“It doesn’t.  They use an airplane.”

“What’s that?”

“It flys in the air.”

“Can it fly to our planet?”

“Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“The motor isn’t powerful enough.”

“What’s a motor?”

“Littlebar, it’s late and you must rest for tomorrow’s journey.”

“Monalisa, where did you get the books in Littleboy’s space?”

“Travelman brought them from Earth. Why?”

“They are driving me crazy!  All I do is answer questions for Littleboy.”

“I know dear, but that’s the way he learns.”

“It’s your turn tomorrow!”  Zickadad said with a big grin.

Words (150)

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


SIX SENTENCE STORIES         cue…will

Photo courtesy of Pixabay


“Will you pass the test?”  Carla questioned.

“Of course I will!”  Bethany responded.

Bethany moved slowly toward the dark cave with shaking legs and perspiration dripping from her forehead as Carla followed  her into the cave.

After entering the cave Bethany heard Carla scream, turned around and found her lying on the ground with her legs dangling down inside a hole.

She quickly removed her neck scarf, gave one end to Carla, and braced herself holding to the other end while Carla painstakingly climbed out of the hole.

Minutes later they embraced with relief and Carla told Bethany she had definitely passed the bravery test!

Words (162)

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved





Week of 03-07 through 03-13-2017

The Fifth Concert

Maria was celebrating with friends before her fifth concert playing the piano honoring her grandmother.

She had followed in her grandmother’s foot steps of having a love for piano music.

It was a joyous time, but somewhat sad because she had never been able to play the piano her grandmother had left her in the estate.

Someone had taken her grandmother’s piano and it had never been found, however, the search for it continued.

Maria’s husband, Johnathan, escorted her to the concert hall and to her surprise, when she walked on stage, she saw her grandmother’s piano and a bouquet of red roses sitting on top of it.  This brought tears to her eyes.

Her grandmother had always played her piano with red roses sitting on top when ever she performed in a concert.

It was the best moment of Maria’s life since her grandmother had passed away.

Words (162)

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


SIX SENTENCE STORIES        cue…return

Photo courtesy of Pixaby


The Return

The anticipation of his return was almost more than I could bear.

It had been six long, agonizing years of fear, dread, and so many questions unanswered.

The day of his arrival had finally come and my heart was so full of joy and love, I thought I would pass out.

My thoughts were moving in different directions as I stood waiting for the plane to land.

Would he recognize me, still be in love with me, and dozens of other questions kept my mind spinning.

As he stepped out of the plane our eyes locked, our smiles  joined together, and all fear and uncertainty disappeared.

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 02-28 through 03-06-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by MajesticGoldenRose. Thank you for our photo prompt!

Drinking Affect

“I wonder how I ended up in this fenced area,”  Bill questioned. “The drink Joe gave me last night must have been very powerful.”

“There’s Joe over there.  Hey Joe!  Joe, it’s Bill.   He doesn’t seem to hear me, so I’ll walk a little closer to the fence and maybe he can see me.”

“Oh great!  A truck delivering mirrors is about to block my view.”

“What? I don’t believe it!  If I’m correct, I’m looking at myself in one of those mirrors.”

“Holy cow!  I mean, I’m a cow! “

“That drink Joe gave me last night was worse than I thought. I’ve heard of waking up in a strange place after drinking too much, but never in a pasture as a cow!”

Words ( 123)

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved