Each week Friday Fictioneers – Madison Woods posts a pic that begs to have a 100 word story written about it. Click above to see this week’s entries. The pic is reprinted below
My story is printed below. Visit Madison Woods’ site if you’d like to see and/or learn more.
First Meeting: Bring Your Own Mason Jars
“Welcome. This your first meeting?”
“Yes.”
“Please come in. First names here only.”
“I’m Janet. I came because I need help. I liked the name of your meeting, ‘The Grapevine.’ I thought that was cute but holding it in an actual vineyard has me worried.”
“Why’s that?”
“Well, I saw some people out front, barefooted, squishing grapes, and drinking it out of mason jars. I thought this is where I’d get help to stop.”
“That’s Carl and Henry. They hold a ‘Relapsers’ Meeting’ right before ours. Don’t pay them no mind.”
“They told me to bring my own mason jar….”
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Ha ha very clever.
thanks.
Exquisitely funny. Just that right note of hesitancy on the part of the newcomer and a lovely punch line. Thanks for making me grin.
http://castelsarrasin.wordpress.com/2012/07/19/triple-exposure-friday-fictioneers-july-2012/
You’re welcome. Care to hoist one with me?
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liked your story and the image of the grandmother watching the kids and singing….
Sounds like a lose-lose situation!! Lose the Mason jar for a better chance. You know what they say–location, location, location–and this doesn’t sound like a helpful one. 🙂
So you wouldn’t go to a meeting in an orchard? I kind of liked the irony.
But if I was going to quit drinking, I wouldn’t go to one in a bar either.
BTW -in the case of drinking, I think it’s an avocation in search of a good location.
I’d go to a meeting in an orchard (unless I was giving up apples and cider), but not in a vineyard. I got the irony, though, and I liked the tension between the Relapsers meeting and the Quit Drinking meeting (and the humor.)
quitting apples and cider, I like that….
although in apple orchards you still have to watch out for “the sauce.”
A relapsers meeting…nice. Good job with both of yours this week. My link’s on the other already, but couldn’t hurt to to throw it out there again
http://pinionpost.com/2012/07/20/terroir/
Thanks for your comments.
I visited yoyr site and your story is phenomenal! A full bodied wine story told at its best.
I gave it 4 pens up or in your 4 stems up!!!!! Maybe I should have order a case…
Randy
Never heard of a relapsers meeting before. Clever though. Fun stuff.
http://www.rochelle-wisoff.blogspot.com/2012/07/bittersweet.html
You got to quit and slip.
Your story was touching, sweet.
I’m not sure how to take this one. Clever I’ll say that.
Relapser’s club…sounds like a great bacchanal. I wonder if this is when it ceases to become a problem and becomes a celebration?
yeah, ha, a bacchanal: it’s when drinking ceases to be a problem and the celebration of the end of the problem could last a decade or two…
They’re pretty far gone if they think they’re getting alcohol from just a grape.
I guess you have to make every grape count…. there but for the grape of God.