It's been an interesting end to the week for me. I wrote this flash whilst anxiously waiting to hear whether my sixteen year old had broken her ankle. Not surprisingly the words wouldn't come until I got the phone call, and yes, she did break it....
Jogging on the spot in her room. I keep telling her excercise isn't healthy.
Anyhoo, here's your flash. Hope your week is ending on a high :-)
Writers block sucked—big time.
He slammed the front door shut and stamped the snow off his feet. His dark mood lifted slightly when he saw the trail of flower petals. Lola had left him a note.
Follow the flowers to unfurl your inspiration.
His curiosity peeked; he took the stairs two at a time, only to stop dead at the entrance to his bedroom.
There, like a writer's offering lay Lola, pen in hand.
She smiled at him and beckoned him over, opening her legs wide enough for the book to slip.
"I thought you needed a new canvas."
Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)
Till next week, folks.