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.

Bug Out by John W. Howell © 2021
“I’m not sure I can run anymore.”
“You have to. We need to make it to the yard.”
“What’s the rush?”
“You’re kidding me, right?”
“No, I’m not. Are we late for dinner?”
“No, dinner is hours away.”
“I give up. Why are we running?”
“You didn’t see that thing by the woods.”
“What thing?”
“That monstrosity with the black eyes and glowing nose.”
“You mean the carrot?”
“Carrot? What are you talking about?”
“It’s a snowman with a carrot nose.”
“What about those coal-black eyes.”
“You just said it.”
“What?”
“Coal. The eyes are made of coal.”
“Nah, uh.”
“Un-huh.”
“Whew, let’s stop running.”
“Thank heavens. I can hardly get my breath.”
“So you’re saying it was a snowman.”
“Yup.”
“How’s he get there?”
“That old guy with the beard built it.”
“The one we live with?”
“The very same.”
“The author.”
“Yup.”
“Why would he build a snowman?”
“For a story.”
“Not much of a story.”
“What if the snowman came alive and was chasing us?”
“Now that would be a story.”
“Don’t look now, but we better get to running again.”
“This is fiction, right?”
“I’m not hanging around to find out. I’m going to bug out. You with me?”
“Well ahead of you, my friend.”





