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Once again it is time to enter the melee that is Friday Fictioneers; once again I will be stunned by the variety of offerings my fellow participants share and once again I will be inspired by them, intrigued by them, amused by them and fall in love with them.

The usual rules apply. The photograph is copyright to Claire Fuller so please don’t use it without her permission. It’s 100 words, give or take the odd character and thanks go to Rochelle the Wise for organising the high jinks.

You could hear the tap, tap tap of the hammer and chisel from over 100 yards before you happened across the little shed he worked out of. The sound carried you, magically, along; encouraging you, engaging your senses until you felt you just had to know what caused it.

And when you finally entered, he’d look up from the stone and smile, inviting you to sit down and watch a while, explaining the current piece with pride.

And the tap, tap, tap would carry on until its soporific effects took hold and you fell into sleep, ready for carving too.

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If youโ€™re interested, you can find all my fiction pieces on my blog here: Fiction Central and Friday Fictioneers. You can get involved by visiting Rochelle the All Knowing and Lovely at: rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/

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Linda Parkinson-Hardman

Social Entrepreneur and Founder of the Hysterectomy Association; Social Media Strategist at Internet Mentor; Speaker; Writer and Author of Eight Books; Blogger at http://womanontheedgeofreality.com and all round diva. Phew what a lot for a Thursday afternoon :-)

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This Post Has 35 Comments

  1. Sitting, smiling, enjoying. Right up until the last line, when you slapped me with the creep stick – fantastic!

  2. Sinister twist, well done. I’m fascinated in that a good number of stories prompted by this photo, seem to manifest a subconscious idea of the artist as in possession of supernatural powers or are in touch with those who have. And sometimes use these to harm others. This includes my own. And I’m an artist!

  3. Tap, tap, tap …you are very sleepy. Yo will cluck like a chicken when I say the word pinochle. How interesting you chose this way with the prompt.

  4. not sure if anyone already said this, but if you break that in the right spots, you’ll have an excellent poem.

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