Friday Fiction – Midlife Crisis

This is my second Friday Fictioneers and it’s a tricky one – the photo almost had me stumped. I’m not even sure that my entry makes any sense but, as promised last week, I have stuck to exactly 100 words so at least it follows the rules even if it is a bit … odd.

For those who don’t know, this is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a picture prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and anyone can play. Thanks for hosting, Rochelle!

Here’s the picture:

Copyright -Douglas M. MacIlroy

Copyright -Douglas M. MacIlroy

See what I mean? It’s a tough one – I don’t even know what those poles with chains on are! Anyway, here’s my entry  – let me know what you think. You can be brutal, I can handle it 🙂

Midlife Crisis

I’m washing up when Margy calls. It’s Derek’s turn, but I’ve not seen him since he started his new project. He’s been holed up in the den for days.
‘So you don’t know what he’s up to?’ Margy asks.
‘I did peek,’ I say. ‘When he popped out for glue.’
‘And?’
‘It looks like he’s making a giant ball.’
‘Really?’
‘At least it’s not women or fast cars.’
‘Fair point. Give me giant balls over women any day.’
I’m still laughing when Derek appears, all morose.
‘It fell on the floor,’ he says. ‘And now it’s all hairy.’
Poor Derek.

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29 thoughts on “Friday Fiction – Midlife Crisis

  1. Ha ha. Good one!! I had a hard time with this one, too! The chained bucket is for Disc Golf (Frisbee golf!), by the way. I know, because we have one of those at home. I wanted to incorporate it into my story but couldn’t find a way with the word limit. Oh, well.

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  2. I loved the end when the ball falls and gets hairy. hahaha! I didn’t know what that thingy was either! It was a rather difficult picture.

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  3. Dear El,

    Disc golf rules. Loved your hairy ball story. Quite a play on words and a great take on the prompt.

    Thanks for you kind comment about my story.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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  4. Aww, I like the voices of the women and I feel for poor Derek after all his hard work on the ball. I didn’t know about the disc golf thing till I read the comments either. welcome to the Fictioneers!

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