Bucket ‘O Ideas

People often ask me, “Where did you get a crazy idea like that?” I usually reply with some cock & bull explanation that I merely observe the world around me and the stories write themselves. Today, (against my own better judgment) I have decided to share my source of inspiration. Be forewarned that this act can only be performed by skilled professionals after years of training. DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!

If you’re new to Friday Flash Fiction, the one person who is always full of new ideas and challenging photo prompts is our hostess, Mother Goose Wisoff-Fields. If you’d like to participate in this exercise of madness, head over to her blog for step-by-step instructions. To view the FFF Hollywood Squares Authors Block click here.

copyright - Madison Woods
copyright – Madison Woods

 

“Corbin, see that bucket hanging on the fence?”

“Sure, Grandpa. What’s in it?”

“That’s where Grandpa gets the ideas for his stories.”

“Really? How does it work?”

Grandpa leaned over, stuck his ear under the spigot, turned the tap, and made a bubbling noise to indicate the invisible flow filling his brain. Once full, he straightened up, shook his head like a dog and said, “Umm, that’s a good one.”

“Wow, that’s cool. Is that where Grandma gets her ideas for all the projects she has for you?”

“Oh no, son. She has those delivered in a oversized tanker trunk.”

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*This post also from July 2012. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing this so long, but I guess that’s what all addicts say.

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50 thoughts on “Bucket ‘O Ideas

  1. Dear Grandpa,

    It’s nice to step back through the time tunnel, isn’t it? I think I do remember this one but it has been nearly three years. It doesn’t seem that long. And you’ve been flashing your funny fictions longer than I. Pour me another idea and I’ll raise my mason jar to more good times.

    Shalom,

    Mother Goose

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    1. Dear Mother Goose,
      You’re right, it doesn’t seem like three years. We’ve cranked out a little of these little ditties over that span. The group has certainly grown, and so have the writer’s talents.

      May God Bless,
      Grandpa

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      1. Dear Grandpa,

        Since you said “writer’s talents” singular, I’ll take that personally and say “thank you.” 😉
        I’m so glad you’re one of the ones I found when I came aboard as the new kid on the block and even happier that you’ve stuck around.

        Shalom,

        Mother Goose

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      2. When I began to get serious about writing, all my writer friends were insistent that I needed a blog or web site to build my “platform.” Mine turned out to be more of a Huck Finn-style raft, but boy, it’s been a fun ride so far.

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    1. Thanks, Bjorn. I read several of the old ones while looking this one up. It was fun to look back and see them again. Sort of like children who flew the nest.

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  2. Russell,
    This one’s new to me, and I thoroughly enjoyed the tale. Worth the retelling for sure. IMO, this is one of your better pieces. Fun and funny but skillfully woven also.

    Cheers!
    MG

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  3. So, that’s where it all comes from, grandpa! I thought you took steroids to come up with the consistently good well-rendered ideas. Now all I need do is get me one of those. Umm … do you think that kid will talk? Nice story as always, and so sensibly priced.

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  4. Grandma keeps him in line, huh? Maybe I should try this technique for getting more stories. 🙂 Hey, congrats on the long run. I’m right behind you by a couple of months. I can’t believe it either. Great repost!

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