AnElephantCant believe his calendar
It is already Wednesday again
He prepares once more to fail
To write a cool tale
But he tries so he sharpens his pen
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Set in stone by statuesque Rochelle, this is a presentation of magnificent masonic fiction sculpted by writers from around the globe.
And ARockHeadedElephant.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
That’s it.
Copyright Alastair Forbes
The Rendezvous
He showers thoroughly, thinking about her.
Totally smitten.
He met her yesterday, quite by chance, at the Art Gallery.
Love at first sight.
No phone number, she said, smiling, but tomorrow, same time, I will be here.
She indicates the stone head.
Before I go home, far away.
He has less than an hour to get there.
He stretches impatiently for a towel.
His foot slips.
She sighs, blinking back her tears.
Her sixth sense – all her senses – tell her he is the one.
She cannot believe her instincts are so wrong.
Her heart is shattered, like his leg.
If it was meant to be, their paths will cross again. Hopelessly a romantic here.
How sweet of you, Patti, but AnElephant fears the worst!
Hi Elephant,
Finally getting to your story, and it was worth the wait. This could be the start of a fine romantic comedy. He should be on the French bathing plan, once a month, whether you need it or not. Ron
Whoa, hold on there, Ron, no racism on this blog!
AnElephant is a committed Francophile, domiciled in their fair land.
Have you been barred recently?
Thanks for kind words, glad you enjoyed.
Okay. I’m going to hell. I laughed. Certainly, I should be sad about a true love. And I am. A little. Yeah, I’m going to hell, and it’s your fault for writing such a wonderful tale.
Bye, see you later!
And thank you.
We’re on the safety warpath here at work. This is a perfect example of how slips, trips, and falls can cause pain in more than one way. Excellent writing.
This is a public service announcement from AnElephantCant.
Ca’ canny in the shower, ya numpty!
Thank you.
I really, really want to read a love story from you that works … if it is about as deep as this, I’ll start to believe in love again! Great work
As the song says ‘oooh, you’ll wait a long time for me’!
Just believe in yourself, it is easier.
And thank you for your kind words.
You have a knack of stirring the emotions in uncomfortable ways, Mr Anelephantcant. I love stories that can do that. Well done.
AnElephant greatly appreciates your comment.
Thank you, sincerely.
some things just not meant to be and others are – like broken hearts
Hmm, bit of a gloomy outlook there, MDW.
Missed opportunities in poetic form. Nicely done tale. Elephants know what they’re doing!
Thank you, Sir Perry, although to be honest AnElephant doesn’t have a scooby what he’s doing!
Ouch! Life is full of chances that just don’t work… it reminds me of the film ‘Sliding Doors’, a little (which also made me cry). Well done, my Ele-friend.
Freya, please don’t cry, it is just a story.
A true story, of course, but not worthy of your sweet tears.
🙂
Ah, so cruel, to be that close. Reminds me a bit of the movie Autumn Rush. This is one of those stories where the man goes and sits for years a the art gallery at the same time for years afterwards.
Not in 100 words, he doesn’t!
Dear AEC,
Legs mend. Hearts, not so much. Great story sculpted here.
Aloha,
Doug
See below, Doug!
But glad you enjoyed.
Ah,a shattered leg will heal but the heart…Hope someday they will meet again and a happier ending will ensue. Wonderful use of 100 words-loved this tragi-rom(com) 😉
Actually gangrene sets in and he loses the leg.
If they meet again she tells him to Hop it!
Thank you for kind words.
Ha!ha!You r too funny:-)
The hand of fate has intervened once more. Nicely done.
Or the cake of soap?
Thank you.
Noooo! Well, this is why you shouldn’t play hard to get! Hopefully if it’s meant to be, their paths will cross again.
Not hard to get. She is leaving tomorrow, wants to be sure of him.
Paths cross again?
No chance!
No words left!!
Oh nooooooooooo…
Now my heart is shattered too 🙁
No it isn’t!
Behave yourself, RoSy!!!
Dear Elephant,
A bittersweet tale indeed. A pity they didn’t exchange phone numbers. Well written, sir.
Shalom,
Rochelle
She wanted to control the situation, not sit waiting for a call that never comes.
Oh well, worse things happen at sea!
A sweet love story, even with its sad ending.
Go on, you soft thing, you!!!
I was going along loving the soft anticipation of love never expecting the dénouement. Now my only hope is that like its predecessor (An Affair to Remember) these two find their way back to one another.
Sorry, DCT, they will need to do it in someone else’s word count!
AHHHHHHH!!!! NO!!!!!
Great work, Elephant! Something different and worth the read. I hated that ending … which is good. Superb.
Ahhhhh!!! Yes!!!!!
Thank you, Sir, glad you hated it.
This is excellent! AnElephant has really given us a tender, compelling story that makes me cry “Oh no!” at the end… Really, really, wonderful Sir!
AnElephant bows his head in gratitude for your words of support, dear lady.
Thank you so much.
You are very welcome dear.
Ah! And here it was all going so well. Murphy’s law perhaps?
Or Palmolive, perhaps?
Reminiscent of that oldie but goodie starring Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr. I hope your story has a happy ending…eventually.
Alas, there is no eventually in a 100-word story!
Her heart is shattered, like his leg…. this says it all, darling. This was excellent.
Thank you, Ms H hyphen B
Definitely, the one that limped away…
Aha, a wee ray of humour, how nice!
He should have called the gallery from the hospital! Where there’s a will, there’s a way!
Took him 2 hours to crawl to the phone for an ambulance!
But AnElephant admires your fortitude!
Like the movie, An Affair to Remember. Le sigh…..
Love, Renee
On the bright side, Renee, it means he is still free.
Le sourire!
Free is always good, but lonely is devastating.
If only……….. great job 🙂
But also ….. thank you.
awwwww 🙁 but i can’t help but love it coz it’s so reminiscent of An Affair to Remember 🙂 and just so you know, dear Elephant, you never fail to write a cool tale. 🙂
Well, gee, shucks, honey, AnElephant is all trunk-tied now!
Sad story of bad luck. Perhaps he was lucky in the long run–sounds like “home” is, indeed, a far-away place if her nod to the stone head offers any clues.
Gosh, what a cynic you are, Sir!
Love transcends distance and time, don’t you know?
That time in September
An Affair to Remember
a tub to dismember.
Love’s dying ember
Sad, and yet, they could always meet again… someday.
slightly
unlikely
when she flies
he’s hospitalised
extremement triste ..elephants story a cruel twist of fate
Mais on doit rire, non?
Awwwww poor guy. Poor girl
Yeah, well, tough cookies, eh?
Noooo! That can’t be right……..
More accidents happen in the home, MBT ….
Excitement doused.
An Affair to Remember
Bien fait UnElephant!
That’ll larn ‘im!
Oh Sir Elephant that is so sad…my heart bleeds for the character…….oh fate can be cruel.
Yep, then you’re dead!