It’s a Wrap!

“Cut!” the director shouted. “I deem that the scene where the gremlin jumps out from behind the furniture and scares that poor little freckle-faced girl is a wrap. Good job everyone. Let’s take 15 before we start shooting the next scene.”

The director looked around the soundstage and bellowed, “I need a cup of coffee now and that tenderfoot craft services apprentice is never hereabouts when I need him.”

“Sorry sir,” a meek voice behind the angry director said. Handing the director’s mug to him, the kid said, “I know you’re a director, but there’s no need to make a scene over this. I went to get your coffee as you were wrapping up that last scene and I asked them to brew a fresh pot because I know how you like your coffee freshly brewed.”

The director grabbed the mug from the apprentice’s hand and walked away without so much as a thank you. The kid just stood there and softly mumbled “you’re welcome” under his breath.


Written for these daily prompts: E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (deem), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (scene), Word of the Day Challenge (gremlin), My Vivid Blog (furniture), The Daily Spur (freckle), Ragtag Daily Prompt (tenderfoot), and Your Daily Word Prompt (hereabouts).

Share Your World — Deep Thoughts and Whatnots

Share Your WorldMelanie, over at Sparks From a Combustible Mind, Is going deep and provocative on us this week with one of her Share Your World questions. So let’s give it a go.

If confronted with a violent crime against a single individual in progress (severe beating, rape, assault) do you try to do something about it (phone authorities or confront the criminal, stop the crime) or do you figure it’s none of your business and walk or drive on by? Or would you merely record the crime for social media use without doing anything else?

At the very least I would call 9-1-1 (emergency). If there was a way for me to safely intervene to stop the attack I would. If not, after calling 9-1-1, I would take pictures or videos of the attack to give to the authorities once they arrived on scene.

Okay now we got the heavy stuff out of the way, let’s get to some less stressful questions.

If someone asked to be your apprentice and learn all that you know, what would you teach them?

I’d teach them that if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. In other words, leave well enough alone. Having recently been burned when it comes to operating system and app upgrades, this is the best advise I can think of at the moment.

First think of a product. Now, what would be the absolute worst brand name for one of those products?

Product: Adult Diapers; Brand Name: Shit Skivvies.

What ridiculous and untrue, yet slightly plausible, theories can you come up with for the cause of common ailments like headaches or cavities?

Headaches — Spending too much uninterrupted time blogging on you computer, tablet, or smartphone.

Cavities — Brushing your teeth too vigorously. It wears off the enamel, making your teeth more susceptible to cavities.

FFfAW — Another One Bites The Dust

“Throw these on, grab two mooring lines, and wade over to those rocks,” Max instructed his new apprentice.

Jimmy pulled on the brown, waist-high waders, reached for the ropes, and jumped over the side of the boat into the shallow water. He then slowly started working his way toward the rocky shore.

Standing upright in the boat and pointing to a large rock, Max shouted, “Moor the lines to that large boulder. But be careful,” he warned. “The rocks can be quite slippery.”

Jimmy yelled back, “Aye aye, Captain,” and gave Max a thumbs-up.

Jimmy worked his way to the rocky terrain and headed toward the big boulder that Max had pointed out. He got busy tying the mooring lines around the rock, knotting the ropes just as Max had taught him.

After he checked to make sure the lines were secure, Jimmy stood up on the large rock and thrust both hands into the air in a gesture of success. That’s when he slipped off the wet rock and cracked his head wide open.


This 175-word post was written for this week’s photo challenge at Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.