It is hard to believe this edition of Kreative Kue is number 100. I have enjoyed each in which I have participated. If you want to do it here is Keith Channing to explain it all.
“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 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.”
Here is the photo.

Our House by John W. Howell © 2016
“Man alive, you are so in trouble.”
“I don’t need to hear that. I know it. What I need to hear is suggestions on how to fix this mess.”
“How on earth did this happen?”
“I’m not sure. I was feeding my rabbits and all of a sudden this thing drops out of the sky.”
“Out of the sky? This must be hundreds of tons. How could it just drop out of the sky?”
“I don’t know, but you can see the rabbit hutches are untouched. in fact when the thing hit they along with me just popped up onto this ledge.”
“You were lucky you weren’t killed.”
“Well, we need to figure out how to move this thing before my father gets home.”
“I don’t think that is possible. Your house is under there somewhere and even if you could move it there won’t be anything left.”
“So what can I tell my father.”
“How about the truth?”
“I’m not sure he would believe me.”
“Why not? You said you were feeding your rabbits and this thing fell out of the sky. That’s the truth right?”
“Not exactly.”
“Not exactly? What does that mean?”
“Well, I wasn’t feeding the rabbits. I was on my computer and having a chat with a guy whose name is Zeus.”
“Chat name of Zeus? What were you talking about?”
“Aw he was saying how great he is and I called his bluff.”
“Called his bluff? How?”
“I told him if he was so great and could do what he said why not show me something.”
“Like what?”
“Like putting the Brooklyn Bridge in my back yard.”
“Man, I’ve told you before that those chat rooms are dangerous.”








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