Flash Fiction – 5th Ed.

Obviously this business of moving and job changing has impacted my blogging.  Don’t ask what it’s done to my writing, since that’s basically not happening right now.  This post is an attempt to restart the creative process a bit.  A selfie boot in the ass, if you will.

If you want to join in the Flash Madness, go to Rochelle’s Purple Blog and follow the rules.

Concept: a weekly picture is posted, and the writer is challenged to produce one-hundred (more or less) words of some sort of fiction with a full plotline (beginning, middle and end). Here is my fifth installment:

Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

JOURNEY

A poke at the burning hunks of hardwood sent a cloud of firefly embers into the jet night sky.  They swirled and died in a counterpoint to the distant, winking stars.

“Watch those grim thoughts,” I thought, “This is no time for cold feet.”

Tomorrow the shuttle would deliver me to the ship.  Later, the torch would ignite.  I considered the ancient days of sailing ships and the colonists who rode them.  A twenty-year journey across the sea of night.  The warmth of another star’s light.

“How like them am I?” I wondered.

(93 words)

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