To Bill and Janet…
of bwfiction, bwthoughts, and This, that and the other thing
Friday Fictioneers – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic to write a 100 word story about.
This week it’s: Gentle parody tribute and respect
Copyright – Sandra Crook (reposted from Friday Fictioneers)
From Zed to Alpha: Renewal
It was morning. Reaper was hungry. Eve was starting her new life but Janet still had hers which lately was a little tacky.
Reaper turned his sword into ploughshares, and drove one over to Janet to take her out to breakfast at a local health food café den of breakfast iniquity, and then he would surprise her with a quick visit to a local farmers market.
It was the start of a new life for him – and maybe a renewal of occluded hope in a long standing but wonderful and loving story.
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Dear Randy,
I love this story. Can’t say it any better than that. A sweet tribute to the Webbs.
Shalom,
Rochelle
and to you…
oh what webs we weave when first we cycle to conceive… Randy 😉
Not sure I know what Reaper is up to anymore but as long as it is a “den of breakfast iniquity” and “a renewal of occluded hope,” I’m interested!
There you go…
occluded hope but renewed interest
This vehicle definitely looks like it should be driven by a Reaper.
yup.
Bill and I are both moved (and hopefully I will be moved soon), Randy. No tacky floors right now and I’m nearing the end and looking forward to that breakfast! 🙂 I noticed from your comments on the other stories that you’re back in funny form again (of course, I meant “humorous” form, as “funny” could be so misunderstood.
Just so this isn’t the Grim Reaper. And I want to talk to him about the frock that come off last week!!
janet
My work covers a wide range of writing materials, styles, and themes as you know. From the humorous to the political to love and human foibles, from short stories to dialogue/”plays” to poetry. My comments are driven by what I read, see and feel.
No grim reaper here, nor anything grim – not even the Grimm Brothers But of cough, the Smith Brothers would be helpful.
Good luck to the two of you and it was my pleasure to dedicate thsi one to both of you.
Randy – cousin of Reaper
Nice one, Randy. 🙂
Thank you Sandra.
Wasn’t too fanciful, was it? (;-))
You’d be asking the wrong person here. 😉
I fancy that answer though… 😉
the reaper ‘loving’ is a new twist! And a new word for me, occluded, but it sounds slightly eerie…well done.
thank you…
Health conscious bunch? Turning over a new leaf?
Nice take / loved the bike as your header
that was the picture prompt for this week…
I’ll echo Perry in that I really enjoyed “breakfast iniquity.”And I like how he transformed his sword, as just that short opening to the sentence shows a great deal about his change.
Did I write “iniquity”? – wow! How presumptuous of me. I don’t even know what it means. I had to look it up. What an evil word to describe a pristine breakfast.
This is nice. a great message with much depth, (as I read the comments). I enjoyed your words and the meaning they conveyed! 🙂
I prefer your Machinado….
(for those of you who have not read it yet….
http://thewhyaboutthis.com/2013/04/10/friday-fictioneers-fantasmagorical-machinado/#comment-17898)
Great… Loved the depth of this one, Randy… You are full of surprises… 😉
Thank you. That’s so much nicer than what some of the other people said I was full of. 😉
What have you done with the real Reaper? This guy has to be an impostor, maybe some kind of Stepford Reaper perhaps? 🙂
One of the wives (Stepford wives), perhaps?
Exactly my thinking. 🙂
Curious that such things can turn Reaper from his destiny 🙂
Small critique: the second paragraph is a little unwieldy as a single sentence. I had to read it a few times to really follow it. Perhaps break it up a bit?
Reaper turned his sword into ploughshares, and drove one over to Janet to take her out to breakfast at a local health food café den of breakfast iniquity. Afterwards, he would surprise her with a quick visit to a local farmers market.
“den of breakfast iniquity”? I want to know what they had…brioche with ricotta, honey and strawberries perhaps 🙂 I want to read more about these characters 🙂
if those staples meet your criteria for iniquity breakfasts.
Me, I’m more rough and raw in my laciviousness than exotic and lavish –
hot warm buns and sizzling bacon does more for me.
aw shucks 🙂
aw, shucks backs.
(Now tell me how can I get that “free lunch” job. Oh wait, I know, there are no free lunches…;-))
I always enjoy stories that talk about people turning over a new leaf, quite refreshing 🙂
Love yours – and I’m putting the link here
Keep petrifying the devil out of people and into your stories…
folks try reading this one for fun…
http://camgal.wordpress.com/2013/04/11/old-johnny-friday-fictioneers/#comment-753
Randy
Hmm….. Janet all I thought of was Rocky Horror Show…then again there is the Reaper(obv not THE Reaper but I can’t see him riding a plough, was it kidneys and liver for breakfast? None the less I did enjoyed Randy thanks.
(meant to write – ed added) *enjoy duh
so so tired
All forms of greatness are praised by imitation.
A reaper is not THE Reaper but a good ride on a ploughshare may not be beaten – nor a breakfast of iniquity.
Love the language you use. Great story!
Thanks.
So Reaper will reap other crops now? I think this is taking an interesting new turn.
You’ll have to ask Bill that question really.
Although I was considering doing a series called Sleeper until I heard that Woody Allen had already made a movie with that title.
The comments are almost as entertaining as the story itself. Plowshares…if only peace could last long enough for new Eden and new ‘Eves’.
Raynard doesn’t look so pale in the shadows. But then do shadows ever show one in their true light?
Aside from “Only the shadow knows…”
The comments are always entertaining, and meant to be entertaining, as is the entire blog meant to entertain – and in case you haven’t noticed – all of life is entertaining which we try to capture moments of and reflect in love and tribute here in these electronic bits and bytes on white, or gray, or pink, and even sometimes black faux pages shown upon the screen that you are staring at…
Randy
Sometimes the penumbra knows…
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2013/04/wwp-149-chatterbox.html
Cheers.
Beautiful word choices there, nice story:-)
thank you… Randy
Ah … pure ENJOYMENT! Great, Randy!
Thank you
not as artsy though as poopin’ in a jack-in-the-box…;-)
Randy
What a delightful read.
Thanks… much better than going to jail
Sounds promising a new start and all.
hey, if bikers can sip tea with pinkies up, Bill’s Reaper can have breakfast in a health food cafe 😉
lol….tks for the chuckle. lol
thanks for dropping by… Randy
Very clever Randy the way you’ve woven those prompts together.
Thank you, as I take a small and humble bow…
I really liked the phrases “Den of breakfast iniquity” and “renewal of occluded hope”. Some deft writing there. I enjoyed the story.
I can’t take all the credit – the occluded hope came from bill’s blog… Randy
Occluded? Now that’s a new one. Wondering. What exactly will they do at the Farmer’s Market? Or should I not ask. Where does the Reaper go from here? Need I ask? Anyhow, tks for visiting the Rednecks.
Occluded was Bill’s word.
Farmer’s Market? Make hay while the sun still shines?
Where does the Reaper go from here? Bill’s story… we’ll have to ask him.