Friday Fictioneers: Brunhilda’s Amphitheater

Welcome Dear Readers to Friday Ficitoneers where writers are challenged to write a 100-word story about the picture that’s posted each week .  

Here’s this week’s picture:

Copyright Sandra Crook
Copyright Sandra Crook

Brunhilda’s Amphitheater 

 With an amphitheater in her backyard, Brunhilda lacked for nada

She’d climb to the top of the stairs each day and eat an enchilada

With an amphitheater in her backyard, Brunhilda bought a slinky

She’d let it go at the top of the stairs then watch til it got dinky

With an amphitheater in her backyard, Brunhilda had the audacity

For giving parties of 5,000 or more because, hey! She had the capacity

With an amphitheater in her backyard, Brunhilda thanked the gods

Because having an amphitheater so close, I mean really now — what are the odds?

This week’s picture was brought to us via the courtesy of Sandra Crook’s camera. Thank you Sandra!   And, of course, thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields over at Addicted to Purple who sets up this super-fun challenges for everyone each week.

 Until next time  . . . I love you

52 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Brunhilda’s Amphitheater

  1. Much funnier than my foray into rhyme and verse. I especially enjoyed the pairing of “audacity/capacity”. The slinky going up and down the amphitheatre steps would be fun for hours and hours.

    • Yes,this challenge kind of left me with a feeling of emptiness about my backyard! 😀 And next time I’m out, I’m going to buy a slinky. (One of my favorite movie lines is from Ghostbusters II where the Harold Ramis’s character laments that the only toy he ever had was part of a slinky, but he straightened it . . .)

  2. What a cute idea. It’s all delightful, but I agree with several of the other comments: The pairing of audacity and capacity is super, and the use of the slinky is the real grabber.

    I also love your header artwork.

  3. i loved the rhyme in this one. and i’ve always wanted to use the name Brunhilda for a story. my family had a dog named Brunhilda, back when i was a kid. i was totally scared of her. 🙂

  4. 🙂 Very good, and a different take on the prompt as I have come to expect from you. I have to admit, that though I am familiar with the toy, and am familiar with the name ‘slinky’, I’ve managed to reach this ripe age by not connecting the two. Googling it, I was enlightened and also came across this gem: “Plastic slinkies were marketed in the 1970s as a safer alternative to metal slinkys as they did not present a hazard when inserted into electrical sockets.”
    I think I’m searching for a phrase involving the words ‘gene pool’ here. 🙂

  5. Dear Linda,

    Let me present you with your certificate now. You are an official Loon of the first order. Rarified air up there on the top steps of the amphitheater. Loved this. No jokes from me.

    With respect,



    • Ah Doug! Thank you so much! I will take that certificate, put it in a special envelope and store it in my bin I keep especially for all things loony. And I’m so glad you enjoyed it! 😀

  6. Dear Linda,

    I had a slinky. Cheap fun in the day. It was a good old metal variety. Never considered inserting it into a an electrical socket. This made me laugh. Well rhymed (a talent that escapes me). Well done…still laughing. I agree with Doug and will be happy to sign your Loon certificate as a witness.



    • I had a slinky too. It never occurred to me to stick it into a light socket either. I think it’s a novel idea for a murder mystery though. Maybe even a series: The Slinky Murders! And thank you, Rochelle, for your lovely offer to sign Doug’s certificate. With this kind of loony street cred, I may have to run for congress!

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