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 keith@channing.info 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.
The market by John W. Howell © 2018
“Why are you on top of that box?”
“Are you kidding? Do you know how many shoplifters are out there?”
“What good does it do to stand up there?”
“I can look over the crowd and spot them before they can rob us.”
“Sounds good in theory. How is it working so far?”
“Right now there is a pickpocket checking out a guy’s wallet.”
“Where?”
“See that’s the problem with you a slouched in that chair. You can’t see anything. He’s over to the left. he looks like a shark ready to have a meal.”
“That guy in the olive colored jacket?”
“Yes, the one with the mustache.”
“That is a police officer, you idiot.”
“He sure doesn’t look like one.”
“He is undercover looking for thieves.”
“I guess you have to look like one to catch one.”
“Yeah, he is even carrying a baby so as not to stand out. Now come down from there before you hurt yourself.”
“Where would you get a baby?”
“Are you serious.? Quit with the questions and get down.”
“Wait there is a guy with a backpack.”
“All the way across the aisle. I don’t think he is a threat.”
“By the way. Do you see that set of stairs on top of Omar’s tent over there.”
“I see them. So what?”
“I think I’m going to ask Omar if I can borrow them.”
“What for?”
“To make it easier to climb up on my box.”
“You and that box ought to run away with each other. You know that?”
