In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com 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.”
The photo.
Archie by John W. Howell © 2018
“Hey, Archie what are you doing?”
“Oh, man I have this itch that I can’t reach.”
“Itch. You gotta be kidding me.”
“No, I swear. It is driving me crazy.”
“How could that be?”
“I have no idea. There is a spot right in the middle of my back that’s killing me.”
“You better not let the curator see you moving around. You’ll get cashiered. or worse.”
“Any suggestions on getting that spot then?”
“Are you certain you can’t just wait until nighttime.”
“I think I know what the problem is.”
“Do tell.”
“The sun. It is so hot I can feel something dripping down my back.”
“Oh, now that is serious.”
“Who can we call?”
“You can’t let on that you are alive.”
“Why not? I certainly am.”
“You are made of wax. You know that. To be alive and made of wax is the stuff of horror movies.”
“So what do I do?”
“Can you back up slightly into the shade more.”
“I’m going to melt is what you are saying.”
“I don’t think it is that bad. Just hold on till nightfall.”
“It is just so hot.”
“Come on Archie, stay with me. Hush, here comes the curator.”
“Who left this archer out in the sun? Don’t you people know he could melt. Move him in the shade.”
“How’s that feel Archie?”
“I thought I was a goner. Feels better. The itch is gone. I hope tomorrow is a better day.”
“Let’s hope those guys don’t move you into the sun again.”
“Now I’m worried.”
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I strangled on my coffee reading this one…LOL! Nice job, John.
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Thank you, Jill. I’ll put a “coffee out the nose” warning next time. 😀
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made of wax… you are a liar haha he looks so real, and can talk lol
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You had to have been there. 😀
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Is that what they call waxing lyrical?
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LOL. Good one, Keith. 😀
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So what you’re saying is, Archie really wasn’t all the crazy about his moment(s) in the sun . . . 🙂
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He was afraid of becoming a raisin. 😀
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Bwahahaha! And it didn’t help that he was pruning for the cameras! 🙂
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This makes me want to watch ‘Night at the Museum’.
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Yes it does. Let’s do it. 😀
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This was a fun read, John. I couldn’t have imaged the character as wax, but reading the script brought me into Night at the Museum (which I loved!). Great job. 😀
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I loved that movie too. Robin Williams as Teddy was terrific. Thanks, Gwen
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Whew. I thought it was a visit to the Texas Book Repository during the planning stage.
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Ha haha. Love that. 😀
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I have a bad brain.
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You do. (Please stand over there. I’m allergic to lightning bolts)
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Lol, that was great! I love this, definitely going to participate!
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Thank you for the visit. Best wishes
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There is nothing like an early morning chuckle. Thanks, John! 🙂
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Thank you, Jan. 😀
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I’m halfway into the Twilight Zone episode with the murderous crew from the wax museum, John. Hopefully things settle and that itch goes away. No telling what kind of damage that could drive a man to do.
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Ha haha. Thanks, Dan. 😀
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The picture made me crack up and you did it justice. Still laughing. Loved the whole wax idea.
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Thanks, Denise. 😀
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Good one, John! Interesting how the helmets archers wore have that little flap-thing to protect the nose. Gee, isn’t the rest of the face worth protecting too??
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I think the nose is where most battle axes are aimed.
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Really? I’d have thought the neck … or chest. What do I know? I’m not an archer!
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Hard to shoot with a bloody nose.
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Really nice, John! 🙂
Loved the idea!
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Thank you.
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I’m so glad help arrived for Archie in the nick of time. I’d hate to have him melt into a puddle.
A fun and creative interpretation, John!
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Thank you, Mae. Always a challenge. 😀
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I swear that your imagination is absolutely boundless, my friend! Bravo!!!
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Thank you , John
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Exactly how does one scratch an itch when they are wearing armor? Another reason to love living in the age of painless dentistry.
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Think too much mead and needing quick relief.
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This is great, John. Your imagination is limitless! I didn’t expect him being made of wax, and when you mentioned wax and horror films, I laughed, but also thought of House of Wax (shuddering). 🙂
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Vincent Price at his best Thanks, Lauren
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Brilliant and unexpected take on this image John!
I really thought he’d just use his arrow to scratch that itch…that would have too easy, and unimaginative. That why I’m not a writer. 🙂
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But what a great photog person. 😀
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My Gosh, John! We CAN TAKE YOU anywhere in ‘Writing Magic Land’! Saludos, mi amigo! ♥♥♥
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Thank you, Billy Ray. You can take me anywhere just don’t let me out of the car. 😀
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Ha, ha! ♥
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😀
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This was so funny, John! Loved your take.
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Thanks, Jennie. 😀
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