Every Wednesday Rothschild Wisoff-Fields posts a picture prompt to challenge writers to create a 100-word story or poem or anything that works for you. Then post your work on your blog. additionally, on friday, you go back to her site and post a link to your blog entry in the comments on her Friday Fictioneers post.
Oooh, look. She used my picture. Cool.
I’m going to try to keep up with this, as should you. Give it a shot. I prefer to stick to 100 words, but she doesn’t mind either way. Not everyone has the time to sit and write, revise, edit, revise, edit, etc. until getting it down to 100 and telling everything you want to tell.
Two men in labcoats peered through the window of a locked, padded room. A man struggled against his bonds. Dr. Martin browsed notes.
“What’s his story?”
Dr. Faust flicked ashes, adjusted horn-rimmed glasses. “Breaking and entering. Theft. People home usually. Brazen bastard.”
“How’d they catch him?”
“Doesn’t say. In, out, like a ghost.”
“What’d he steal?”
“Why not shoplift? Week in jail sure beats here.”
“He knew it was wrong. Felt guilty. Had no money. Left things as repayment.”
“Expensive things. Eccentric fool.”
As they paced down the hall, shadows awaited, antlers sharpened and ready.