Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
For this week’s prompt she presents us with a somewhat angst-ridden photo by good ol’ Douglas M. MacIlroy
But I am calmness personified.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below.
© Douglas M. MacIlroy
Click here to hear the author read the short tale:
Hungry
Jings, I am starving.
There is nothing growing here, it is an arid wasteland.
I don’t know what happened, it has been dry, but even without rain you can usually find something.
I can eat anything, grubs, worms, insects, even berries or nuts, anything with a bit of protein.
But there is not a living thing in sight, nothing to sustain a body.
Unless I eat the sand which is here.
Well, you have to laugh, don’t you.
Oh well, needs must, I do need food.
Sorry, Tweety, looks like you are lunch.
