Friday Fictioneers – I want a table


Look, I can’t even read those signs. How am I supposed to know whether this is a taxidermist or a tailor? Is that even a proper language? And there’s nobody in the alley, no cues. A murder’s possible, of course, but CE will have that sewn-up. 

So, what the actual…. I’m trying my best, honest. Maybe a philosophical rumination on signifier and signified? Well, bugger that.

I just want a table, a nice table beside the river. Watch the world go by, have an absinthe, make eyes at the girl on the next table. That’s all I ask. You couldn’t even give me a river?


Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

64 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – I want a table

  1. Neil! Did you just call out CE in your post? Not sure about the pretty girl, because that would be up to her, but there should be a river around here somewhere. As my dad used to say, if you’re ever lost just keep walking in the same direction and eventually you’ll reach a running water source. After that, you’ll find your way back to civilization eventually. I’m not sure if that works if you are already in a city, but I’ve found when I’m lost in a big city it’s the same thing except replace Big Road for river. LOL. Travel tips from a wandering soul.

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