Friday Fictioneers – September 5, 2014

Reflecting On a Campfire of Many Years Ago


Sitting around the campfire the girls roasted marshmallows putting them between two graham crackers with a slab of Heresy’s chocolate … somemores!

The smell of the burning wood and marshmallows filled the air with their sweet and acrid summer smells. The last days of summer.

One girl began to tell a ghost story. The others pretended to be afraid of the dark shadows that seemed to bend closer to hear the tale.

A flash of lightning and a rumble of thunder announced an approaching storm. Though there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.

School would begin on Monday.

15 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – September 5, 2014

  1. I like the idea of the shadows bending closer to hear the tale – great imagery. And a really minor point… in this line: ‘The smell of the burning wood and marshmallows filled the air with their sweet and acrid summer smells.’ I wonder if acrid should come before sweet to echo the fact that wood comes before marshmallows?


  2. Always the unhappy ending — storms looming on the lazy days of summer – lost in innocence and play – well done and interesting use of images to convey a sense of bonding and friendship. 🙂


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    • I too loved school … the approaching storm could be interpreted as the end of summer and beginning of autumn. So both are good interpretations. Thanks Janet for dropping by. Georgia.


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