Every Friday authors from around the world gather around the virtual fireside of fellow WordPress blogger Rochelle Wisoff to share flash fiction stories of 100 words, prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome. This week’s photo has been provided by Claire Fuller. Thanks, Claire, for this intriguing and beautiful image.
The Rhythm and the Algorithm
“No Smoking in Workshop.” I laughed.
“What’s funny?”
“There’s nobody in it, ergo they all smoke.”
“Quod erat demonstrandum – not – mathemawifician. They could’ve been abducted by aliens.”
“Bigfoot?”
He shook his head.
“You’re right – no bones.”
“A palimpsest of time. Sunlight falling on a still-pleasing arrangement of line, plane, form and rhythm.”
“Algorithm. Initial state, initial input describing a computation which, executed, proceeds, eventually producing an output.”
I glanced at him. A tear was following a furrow in his cheek.
“Phil?”
“I’m not describing the workshop.”
“What then, over-emotional artist husband?”
“The woman I married 30 years ago today.”
Ann Isik
100 Words
Click on the blue frog to access the stories written to this week’s photo prompt by my Fellow Friday Fictioneers:
Ann,
what a sweet ending. It sounds like they’re really comfortable with each other. I like the back and forth banter.
-David
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Thanks David.
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I really liked your story – It’s sweet and Happy Anniversary too! We have had quiet nights in on our anniversaries before and we really enjoyed them!
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We had a lovely Christmas and Anniversary and New Year on our own too. Just us and the cat. First time in years. We visited with a couple of friends within walking distance on the evening of Christmas Day and just watched TV then walked home again. Thanks for reading my story. Ann
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Romantic and sweet in an unconventional way. I loved this
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That’s a very interesting discussion going on there. A nice take on the prompt.
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Thank you. Ann
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Dear Ann,
A rather sweet one this time. and I learned a new word…palimpsest. A new wrinkle in my brain. Thank you.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks for reading Rochelle. I tried ‘palimpsest’ in a poem once: ‘a palimpsest of paths’ and it was just silly so I changed it to ‘layering’. I like the history of the palimpsest. It’s something I use in my visual work. 🙂
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This is a really lovely story. Well done.
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Thank you. Ann
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Not the way our anniversary conversations generally go, but they understand one and enjoy one another and that may be why they’ve stayed together so long.
janet
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Our wedding anniversary is between Christmas and New Year. We’ve partied and are glutted so want nothing more than a quiet evening at home. Thanks for reading.
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Happy anniversary! That puts quite a few celebratory times into a short span. Enjoy the quite evenings at home. We often do.
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It’s usually too cold to want to go out anyway. Why did we marry on 29th December? No, it wasn’t a shotgun wedding, I’d already had my hysterectomy! 🙂
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Schmaltz away Ann, I enjoyed it.
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So did I. I just realised the story’s a lesson of sorts – to add more contrast to my characters.
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Sounds like they have quite interesting discussions! Sweet ending.
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Thanks for reading. Where these stories pop up from, I don’t know, but this actually reminded me to add constrast to my characters. 🙂
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Great take on the prompt. I like their dialog and the sweet ending.
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Thanks for reading. Ann
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You’re welcome. Thank you for reading as well.
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so sweet, i really love your last sentence, Ann. thanks for a lovely story.
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Thanks for reading. I had to laugh at what turned up this week. I have a tendency to write ‘obscure and dark’. Where this schmaltz came from I don’t know! Ann
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🙂
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