#Friday Fictioneers – Solitude

Thank you Madison Woods for the photo prompt. If you want to have a go at Friday Fictioneers, here’s the link

I haven’t done this in a few weeks, again done rather quickly on my lunch break. Some things never change!

98 words, critiques always welcome.


Martha called it Home. It was nothing much, just four crumbling walls and a dusty floor, decorated with a single tapestry blanket.  The garden was thick with desert flora, rattlesnakes and scorpions. She went outside and gently patted her horse “I’m sorry” she said out loud “No riding today”.

Martha searched the horizon for signs of Ethan. He had ridden out the day before to find a doctor. A sharp pain shot through her back and Martha leant her weight on the horse. Breathing slowly, she felt liquid run down her legs.

“Oh Jesus” she muttered “Not now”

24 thoughts on “#Friday Fictioneers – Solitude

  1. elmowrites says:

    This story is so beautifully told, its simplicity makes it all the more vivid. It strikes me this woman is used to hardship, but I wouldn’t want to be in her position and I hope Ethan gets back soon with the doc.

    • EmmaMc says:

      Rereading I suppose it does seem like that doesn’t it! Would have been an interesting twist to the tale. Thank you for commenting 🙂

  2. bridgesareforburning says:

    Hi Emma,
    Nice crisp descriptions to set the scene, and then, at the end, you drop the bomb. Good story for the llimited number of words. You birthed a fine tale.
    Thanks for reading and commenting on my story.

    • EmmaMc says:

      I agree, as I mentioned above I think a picture like this the writing needs to be minimalist… which is a challenge when you are also trying to convey emotions, setting, plot. within 100 words. Thank you for commenting.

    • EmmaMc says:

      Well I’m going to guess that it indeed did go well for her, always like a happy ending! Thanks for stopping by and commenting 🙂

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