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.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”
The photo.
Fakarewe by John W. Howell © 2020
“I’ve checked everything and don’t know what’s wrong.”
“You obviously missed something.”
“Easy for you to say.”
“If you checked everything, then you would have a clue why this thing quit out here in the middle of nowhere.”
“Speaking of that, do we know where we are?”
“You have the map. Why don’t you try and locate our position.”
“Let’s see. Here is the mountain range. Over here is the watering hole.”
“You see that on the map?”
“No. I’m just looking around. The mountain range is behind us, and the watering hole up ahead.”
“What does the map say?”
“Yeah, I was never good with maps. Say, are you getting thirsty?”
“You know we were on the road for three hours before this hunk of junk died. Hey, driver.”
“Yes, Bosi.”
“About how many miles have we come so far.”
“Um. Let me convert from kilometers. That would be about 120 miles.”
“See, all we have to do is measure out the miles on the map and then the general direction, and we will have a rough idea where we are.”
“Okay, let me use my finger joint as an inch. We’ve been heading West, so I say we are here in Fukarewe.”
“Was that so hard?”
“You guys know where we are yet?”
“Keep your pants on, Harold. We think we have it.”
“I hope so cause those animals are getting closer.”
“Uh, Bosi?”
“Yes, Jafari.”
“We are at the point of rescue.”
“How do you know?”
“I placed a call when the fuel ran out.”
“The fuel?”
“I mentioned that we should get fuel, but in a hurry, you were.”
“Yeah, I remember. What call did you make?”
“Triple-A. They should be here shortly.”
“Fuel. Why didn’t I think of that?”
“Why didn’t you think of Triple-A?”
“We need to go back and start over.”
“You said it. Just Jafari and me.”
“Shut up, Harold.”
Fiction Favorites 
Not the best place in the world to run out of fuel. Some of the animals can be rather territorial – and hungry!
Nice one, John.
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That bull elephant over there looks a little grumpy. He’s thinking that rover is a rival. Thanks, Keith.
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This was like an outtake from Dumb and Dumber. Good job, John! 🙂
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Thank you, Jill. 😊
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Yes, shut up, Harold! 😀
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😁
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Good grief, I wouldn’t want to travel with these guys. Good job, John.
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I don’t blame you. Thanks, Gwen.
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“Where the f…?” Yeah, I think I’ve been there, but my version had trees.
Nice job, John.
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Hahahaha. Even harder. Thanks, Dan.
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The guy in the back looks really unamused by this mess.
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You are so right. He wants to get to the cocktail hour. Thanks, Charles.
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Don’t we all. 😀
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I’m there. 😁
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If they’d been practicing social distancing, they’d never have gotten themselves into this mess! And from the looks on their faces, they haven’t a clue how to get themselves out of it.
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I know right? Typical know it alls.
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Jafari is a friend of Hymie! Something strange here! Maybe someone needed a ‘pee-break’! There are times when your mind puzzles me, John!!! 🙂
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Hahahahaha. That is a
good thing.
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Oh dear! That is not good at all. Yep, Jafari is right. They should have fueled up. But, using the finger joint as a measurement for the map had me laughing out loud. 🙂 Good one, John!
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Thanks, Jan. Glad you liked it.
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Occam’s Razor: the simplest solution … 🙄
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Perfect example. Thanks, Jill.
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Yup, confusion reigns! (Isn’t that always the way? lol). I’m more of a one-liner sort – “The beach is supposed to where?!?!?!
See, I’m keeping busy!
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Hahahahaha.
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Fukarewe? Bahahaha!
I am just wondering who’s on first? 😉
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Hahahaha.
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🙂
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Always my first call when I break down or don’t have gas:)
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Yes for sure.
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Oh, man, I remember the days of fighting with DH over a map. It’s lucky they weren’t made out of bedrock, lol
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Hahahaha. “Here darling. Turn it in the direction we are heading.” “Bite me darling.”
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I like maps. Used to make them for a living back in the last century. I’d rather have a good map than a GPS any day. Maybe they ought to call Jimmy John’s while they’re waiting for AAA.
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Fukarewe!!! John, I just love you. That was the best… ‘specially when we realise we are not quite pronouncing it right… You kill me.
That said… what a bunch of maroons…
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Hahahahaha. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Yes they are coconut maroons. Thanks, Dale.😁
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Buahaha! I did! You are the best, John! 🙂
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😊
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poor Harold… I think in these circs I’m always the Harold…
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At least he is dressed well.
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Running out of gas. Duh! Well done, John..
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Thank you, Jennie.
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You’re welcome, John.
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The guide should know where you are and how to get help…or they choose poorly when they chose him.
fukarewe is too funny! He-Man would be my first call and then Triple A.
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These are they guys that chose the guide. What do you think?
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LOL! Good point!
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Thanks, Keith
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