Late is better than never! After a fun-filled trip to Charleston, I return to Friday Fictioneers a couple days late. Every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.
Here’s my story this week. I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“It’s called a television.”
“Whatever. I think you should find a new hobby.”
“But its like looking back in time!” she said.
“And what is…that?”
“Gross,” I said. “Did you use soil or something?”
I took out some sanitizer and wiped it all over my hands. I glanced at the television again.
“That image is so empty, it sorta freaks me out. Where’s all the people?”
I looked out the window. Towers thrust through the clouds below us, gleaming in the sunset.
“Seriously, turn that television thing off.”