Seems like just last week it was Friday and the Friday Fictioneers gathered to write 100-word flash fiction based on a photo prompt found over at Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ website. Here’s this week’s pic and my contribution. If you’d like to see the more of this week’s entries, check out this page.
“When You Rather Wish You Were Dreaming, Instead” (100 words)
A staircase wound sideways around the inside of the mollusk’s shell. Two high up (far back?) windows faced, Harmon supposed, the sun-drenched beach. Gravity was weird inside the shell, but certainly not the strangest thing about his day.
The strangest thing hadn’t even been meeting the mollusk, whose name, he’d been informed, was Erbert.
“Hi, I’m Erbert,” the mollusk said. Then: “Today, we’ll be discussing the importance of saving the world from an infestation of wombats.”
“Um,” Harmon said.
No, the strangest thing was that when he’d gone to bed last night, he’d been in Billings. Nowhere near a beach.