Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
Predictably, for once, Al gives us Hallowe’en as a prompt.
Having said that, his photo is anything but predictable, a superbly contrived scene of magic and humour, with no terror at all.
A bit like my story.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and to see what others have written.
There is no reading this week, as the story is from the POV of a woman. I tried it, didn’t like it!
I love Hallowe’en.
With three excited youngsters to help with their costumes, it is hard not to get into the spirit of things.
Spirit, get it?
Do I see a ghost of a smile there?
Okay, no more.
But even my husband makes an effort, wears Dracula teeth with a trickle of blood.
And he is not a bundle of laughs, usually.
We go round the neighbourhood, guising, as we call it in Scotland.
You probably know it as Trick or Treat.
The two boys tell terrible jokes, my daughter sings silly songs, badly.
The men stand about, being useless as ever, but it is great fun.
I like to catch up on the gossip, find out which kids are staying where, which husbands are not at home.
Because later I go visiting again.
This is the part of Hallowe’en I love most, the time when I enjoy myself best.
You see, I am the bogeyman.