Catch & Release

Gifts I received this Christmas included the David Sedaris Masterclass Course on Storytelling & Humor, and a book entitled “642 Things to Write About.”

Each page of the book contains at least one short writing prompt and enough blank lines to scribble something on the topic. Here is one example: Write about what you’ll be worrying about five years from now, ten years from now, and in thirty years.

Unless you plan to be cremated, worms in the coffin might be a concern. Or, if you plan to be buried at sea—that could open up a whole new can of tuna.

If you’re new to Friday Flash Fiction, the Kansas City Sardine who hooks a keeper from her pool of photo prompts each is Wanda Gerschwitz Wisoff-Fields. If you’d like to participate in this exercise in madness, head over to her blog for step-by-step instructions. To view the FFF Hollywood Squares Authors Block click here.

copyright – C.E. Ayr
To heighten your camping adventure, I suggest selecting a site near water. My personal favorite is a second-floor hotel balcony overlooking a salt-water pool.
The fishing usually isn’t very good, but on one occasion I did catch half of a two-piece bathing suit.
It put up a real good fight too, charging back and forth from one end of the pool to the other. That is, until the girl’s boyfriend snatched the rod from my hands and broke it over my head.
He obviously wasn’t a fisherman and refused to accept my explanation regarding the concept of “catch and release.”


50 Comments on “Catch & Release

  1. Dear Bob Izumi Gayer,

    No doubt the fresh catch of the day’s S.O. is making a necklace for her with your teeth. Those gold crowns should look really nice against her bronzed skin in the sunlight. Perhaps another body of water and another body would better serve. What time’s the fish fry? As for best presents, I’m tippy tapping merrily along on mine. 😀 Be sure to ask Jan about his new Zager guitar. 😉


    Wanda Gershwitz W(T)F

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    • Dear Wanda Gerschwitz W(T)F,

      I’m surprised you didn’t ask what I was using for bait. Don’t bother. There are some secrets we fisherman don’t share. Since I’m from Arkansas, the necklace never came into play as one tooth wouldn’t make much to hang around her neck.

      Glad to hear you took my advice about your OWL contest winnings and bought something nice for Jan. He deserves it.

      Best wishes,
      Bob Izumi Gayer


  2. So glad to see you back and eliciting a guffaw from me, to boot!
    Methinks the fisherman’s tale is probably thiiiiiiiiiisssss big!

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  3. Oh dear, he must have made that up. I bet she broke the rod herself, and didn’t need a boyfriend. This made me chuckle.

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  4. I’m with you, Russell. I don’t plan to live beyond my 100th birthday which would be 2041. So far, no one on either side of my family has lived through their 90s. Anyone who says they want to live to be 100 is probably not much over 55 years of age or has visited a retirement home. —- Suzanne

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    • Personally, I thought that was the most ridiculous writing prompt ever. Write what you’ll worry about? The last thing I want to worry about is worry–and it sure doesn’t sound like a fun or interesting topic.

      I don’t plan to live forever either. When it stops being fun, I hope the Lord calls me home.

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