Let go my LEGO!

It was a plot!

Everything was laid out before her as she contemplated just how to open the story. In the toys before her, she had created the scene in every detail. All she needed to do now was to write it down.

‘Mom, can I please have my toys back, now?’ Her young son looked up to her with pleading eyes. How could she refuse…

The plot, and story would have to wait….

Wc: 74

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Jennifer Pendergast

Author’s Note: I had a minor surgery yesterday to remove a tumor about the size of a large jawbreaker. Everything went smoothly and I’m home. I’ll try to read what I can this week, but if I miss you please understand. HAve a great week. And, if you’re attempting NANO, then I wish you well. You can find me there as Tynder Mcfry.

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43 thoughts on “Let go my LEGO!”

    1. I wasn’t going to Nano, but Hubby convinced me to. Personally, I think he just wanted more uninterrupted time on his Ham radio. LOL! Feeling much better already. the absence (or at least the abatement to a dull healing ache) of pain is wonderful.


  1. First of all – feel better and get well soon and fully! Thanks for letting us know so we can offer some support!
    As for the story … I’m thinking, the set up can live in her mind now, and perhaps evolve into a story as she gets dinner ready and the washing done … 🙂

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      1. Indeed it is. There’s only so many things one can do from a prostrate position. And, Leahmae is not happy that her Moma isn’t up to play sticky-wicket with her ( strings on the end of a shoehorn)

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      2. Yeah, it ain’t fun. I know from experience … And … well, Leahmae will have to adapt … 😉 And hopefully soon enough things will go back to more normal (whatever ‘normal’ is, I’m not sure at all), and she’ll have learned to appreciate the dancing strings … 😉

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  2. Dear Bear,

    I hope my comment finds you recovering nicely. And hopefully Mom will remember her plotline. My oldest son had huge, dark brown eyes that would melt my heart. Come to think of it, he still has those heart-melting brown eyes, but I don’t get to see then quite as often as when he was a child. Sigh.



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    1. They do grow up too fast it seems. I remember my little guy and his brother looking up at me with those, dare I say, bedroom eyes even as toddlers. Ach, how the time flys. Great prompt. I am feeling a world better already. Pain has abated to a mere healing ache, and I’ve not needed medicine this morning for it. Still resting. Thanks for the prayers. ~Shalom, Bear

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    1. I think I might be writing it for Nanowrimo (NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth). LOL! My current story is in a bit of a car-wreck mode. My main character is entering a point where “the measure of a man” will find some definition.

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    1. They are, and thanks. Even Nano (National Novel Writing Month) with its 50k goal of words written is going well. I’m nearly halfway there with a little over 21k at this point… and it’s only day 5! Yeah!

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