PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
Stumped
Blurry-eyed and half-awake, she sipped her coffee and stared at the photo, finding it interesting, yet troubling. Was this the one that would stump her?
Her thoughts drifted like leaves tossed in a chill wind, her mind, a blank sheet of paper that refused to be written upon.
What were those objects?
What were they made of? Reeds? Whale bone? Oh, I hope not. Maybe it’s just plastic.
Who was the artist? What kind of person was he? Or she? And what was he or she thinking when he or she created them?
She sipped again and continued to stare.
THE END
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Though I found these objets d’art fascinating, my mind was spotless for a story. So instead, I wrote about myself pondering, searching, grasping unsuccessfully for a story. I hope that counts! 🙂
Thank you to Dale Rogerson for the challenging prompt (the prompt won!) and to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, our creatively-fearless (or perhaps fearlessly-creative is more descriptive? More coffee!) leader of the Friday Fictioneers.
FEEL FREE TO LEAVE A LINK TO YOUR STORY IN THE COMMENTS! 🙂
The answer will come. And it will be unique! Lovely contemplative scene.
Funny, Jilly. As I’ve looked at the picture again, a story HAS come to mind. Whether or not I’ll get it written is another “story” all together. 🙂
Dear Jan,
It’s always fun to write this kind of story. 😉 Love it. As I sip my coffee, I’m still opening my bleary eyes and contemplating three weeks of travel.
Shalom,
Rochelle
BLEARY-EYED! That’s what I meant to say. Oh well, I was blurry-eyed, too. And I hadn’t finished my first cup of coffee yet. 🙂 Enjoy your travels, Rochelle! <3
Nah, It didn’t stump you
Thank you, Neil. I was hoping my story would be acceptable to the prompt. 🙂
I sense a bit of real life here. Well done for turning it into something positive.
Very real life, Iain. No fiction in this one. 🙂
I’d love to know what the answer is, when she thinks of it 🙂
I’ve got an idea, Linda. If I don’t see that anybody has written something similar, I will add it to this post this weekend. 🙂
Heh, this is how I felt for weeks while staring at the picture prompts and waiting for an answer. It’s brilliant to make this into a story.
I figured several Fictioneers would be able to relate. 🙂
I was right there with you, but I hadn’t had my coffee yet.
Coffee can make all the difference! I guess I just hadn’t had enough! 🙂
Sometimes we just have to look, wonder, and be honest. Love your honesty, Jan. How enjoyable your contemplation is.
Thank you, Kelvin. I like sharing my characters’ internalizations, so why not mine? On the other hand, I guess they’re all mine. 🙂
So you give us a meditation on the process of responding to a photoprompt! Nicely written, Jan.
Wonderfully written. Very authentic.
I know how she feels – the answer will come, maybe tomorrow.
A story about trying to find a story. Ha ha ha
Still staring…no answers. May be time to sip some coffee.
Nicely done, Jan. It sounds similar to our writing process involved with photo prompts. Very real.😊
Objects of art does that to you. Nice story.
Portrait of the artist as a confused person. Happens all the time 🙂
Very interesting narrative take