Tumbleweed Junction – Friday Fictioneers

It’s time for Friday Fictioneers, the weekly challenge where writers compose a 100-story based on a photo.

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting the Fictioneers and to Jennifer Pendergast for this week’s photo. All are welcome to give this challenge a shot. Join in!

PHOTO PROMPT – © Jennifer Pendergast

 Genre: Fantasy/Myth (98 words)

Tumbleweed Junction

Rob kicked sand at the tumbleweeds and watched them roll, floating and drifting, glued to the wind like rails to a train with no conductor.

Ellie climbed into the train car.

“I thought I was seeing things,” Rob said. “Like this train was a mirage.”

“Get on. Let’s see where it takes us,” Ellie patted a spot next to her. As if pinching herself, she drew in the dust on the floor, “Ellie was here.”

Rob was not. The wind picked him up to join the other tumbleweeds, hopping and skipping with the desert’s scraggly skeletons.


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70 thoughts on “Tumbleweed Junction – Friday Fictioneers

  1. LOL! A tumbleweed! 😀

    You’re right — ours were very similar this time around. I wanted to write mine yesterday morning, but I really struggled with it and just couldn’t put anything decent together until this afternoon. This was a hard one to do. The tumbleweed part was a nice touch. 🙂

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    1. Ha ha! I see a dusty place and I think of tumbleweeds. I had a hard time with this one, too. That’s funny we came up similar ideas. I’ve never thought of tumbleweeds as skeletons until now though. 🙂


  2. This is great. Having grown up in tumbleweed country, I know they’re skeletons of some sort of plant (that’s about as exact as I can get). Love your take on the prompt, Amy. Especially Ellie scratching her name in the dust.
    Hope all is going well with you, Alicia

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    1. Thanks, Alicia. Oh, where did you grow up? I grew up around tumbleweeds, too. They are part of my mental fabric. 🙂 They are skeletons of some kind of plant…I never knew that until today when I looked them up. It’s going…this was a tough day. Things come in waves. Thanks for asking.


  3. I really liked this piece, Amy. Great title and use of the tumbleweed imagery.

    I once knew a couple who had a rather large piece of tumbleweed as their Christmas tree one year. We were all hardly 20 at the time. I wasn’t sure what to think of it at the time 😛 Now it would be so cool!

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    1. I’m glad you enjoyed it, Ellespeth. Thank you. Now how cool would that be to have a tumbleweed Christmas tree? Ha ha. Talk about resourceful! With ornaments and everything? Nice.


  4. I think this is the best piece offered against the train photo. You’ve crafted that wistful thinking onto the page so well.


  5. Terrific take on the prompt with spectacular imagery. ( I love that you equate dust with tumbleweed; you should have seen my house when we had dogs.) That last line was magnificent.


  6. Now I have “Tumbling Tumbleweeds” stuck in my head. But there are worse things that could be stuck there, so I’m off to have some breakfast, humming mentally. 🙂

    Happy Friday.



    1. Janet, I’ll admit I didn’t know the song. I just looked it up and I must say that the song goes perfect with my story. I liked the whistling. 🙂 Thank you! Happy Friday to you, too.


  7. Beautifully written imagery, Amy. Felt like I was in a dusty, barren, forlorn place where a tumbleweed would definitely blow on by. I hope you are doing alright and hope you have a nice weekend. Sending love and hugs your way xo

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  8. Amy,
    this is quite an entrancing piece, and yes, I agree with the previous comments about it being lyrical. Great imagery and metaphors too. The line “Rob was not.” was a beautiful twist as well. Great job, all in all. 🙂


      1. Oh, we have plenty of lush green in England! And a lot of rain to make it that way. We can’t expect one without the other, I suppose. Interesting description, ‘populated desert’. Thanks, Amy.

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      2. I’d send you some over, if I could! We’ve had a couple of droughts here over the years, the worst one in 1976. They were bad enough, so I can imagine yours. I hope the rains come soon.

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  9. Wonderful story. I noticed one comment about purgatory…but I think the desert is quite beautiful when viewed close up. There’s a lot of life that we miss from our lofty height as humans, but might really enjoy up close if we were tumbling around the desert floor.


    1. Thank you, Jan. You almost make me want to be a lizard…but only for a very short while. Ha ha! The desert really is teeming with life, even if they are scraggly skeletons. I enjoy watching the tumbleweeds roll. 🙂


  10. A truly lyrical piece indeed! I loved the imagery you have created. Love.
    In my house, tumbleweed is the dog’s fur! Seems like no matter how many times I vacuum, one close of a door and it’s off! Rolling away to get bigger and bigger.

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  11. Seems they have different views of life. He seems to be a loner who can’t put down roots. She better chose someone else. Good metaphors, Amy. The storytelling was lovely. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne


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