Write a brief bit of fiction that takes place in a museum (past, present, or future.)
Friday Fiction is your opportunity to write a short (short, short, short) story. Many participants use more than one minute for Friday Fiction prompts, and I open up the One-Minute Writing of the Day contest to entries of various lengths.One-Minute Writing of the Day:Writer: KateI fell into that painting so fast that I could not control what would happen next. Steve caressed my hand, and I became suddenly annoyed that he was more interested in touching me than appreciating the massive, awe inspiring work that was jumping off the wall at us.
I started to cry. The colors were smashed together but also jumped apart, and I wanted, more than anything, to heave my body up against the whole thing just to be closer to it. By this point, my tears had turned to sobs, and poor Steve was beside himself.
"Kate... maybe we should find you a bathroom... or..."
"I'm fine!" I snapped back.
Steve found a bench and politely waited for me while I collected myself in front of the painting. When I sat down next to him, after I had finished crying, he took my hand into his lap, wiped my hot, puffy cheeks, and said, "Are you okay?"
I looked into his eyes, grey flecked with green and brown and sympathy. I stared down at his hand after that for a while, before I told him simply, "My mother painted that."
Congratulations, Kate! I love the emotion in this piece. Feel free to put a One-Minute Writer WINNER! button on your blog!