Keith tells us what is going on. “On to this week’s challenge: Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here – pingbacks don’t often work.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.”
Up on the Roof by John W. Howell © 2017
“I think it would be nice if you stopped singing that song.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Does my singing bother you?”
“Let me put it this way. When one is stuck on a roof the last song one wants to hear is ‘Up on the Roof.”‘
“I guess that makes sense. How about a different song?”
“Like what?”
“The mate was a mighty sailing man,
The skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day
For a three-hour tour, a three-hour tour.”
“You’re kidding right?”
“What’s wrong.”
“The theme from Gilligan’s Island?”
“Nice tune though.”
“We are on a roof for heaven knows how long and you think that song will cheer anyone up?”
“Well we have a lot of room at least.”
“And nothing more. I was lucky to save my purse.”
“Well we are all safe and that’s what counts.”
“Spoken by someone who never seems to want a bath.”
“Aw. Look on the bright side.”
“Okay. Tell me the bright side.”
“You wanted to redecorate the house anyway.”
“Not with ten feet of water.”
“Check the sunset. It’s beautiful.”
“I will admit it is beautiful. Ouch what was that?”
“What?”
“Something bit me.”
“A mosquito?”
“You better pray not.”
“There are some out now.”
“Did you bring any repellent?”
“No time.”
“Okay then. We need to start thinking of rescue.”
“I think we will have to be patient and wait.”
“Till all our blood is gone?”
“Till a boat comes for us.”
“When will that be?”
“Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah.”
“Thanks. I think.”
Fiction Favorites 
Aretha Franklin summed it up best: “Rescue me!”
Good one, John; thanks.
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Thanks, Keith.
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Great dialogue, John. Quite the rooftop story.
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Thank you, Gwen. 🙂
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Mosquitoes always make things worse.
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I think God asked the devil what one thing he would like to put on the Earth. “Mosquitoes,” was the answer. 😀
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Makes sense to me.
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Loved this one, John! Up on the Roof…what a great song!
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“When this old world starts getting me down>” I agree. Great song, Jill. Thanks.
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Nothing like mosquitoes and a few well-chosen annoying songs to make a bad situation worse. “Why don’t you swim for help?”
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Ha ha ha. Good idea, Dan.
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Loved the songs, John! Well done, good sir!
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Thanks, John.
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Recognized the Gilligan song right away – you would have been remiss not to include it.
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Drummed out of the corps
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HaHa, now I’m going to be humming these songs for the rest of the afternoon! Good job with this one, John.
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Great Debbie. Glad you liked it.
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She should push him over, I think. Giggles are easy when t’isn’t you on the roof.
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Thank you, Audrey.
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Love it, John!! Well done. Now that I’m finished laughing, I’ll move on through the rest of my email. 🙂
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Thank you, Jan. 🙂
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