Friday Fictioneers-For Sale By Owner


“I’m not like a car you can fix up. I’m never gonna run right” Bella” ― Stephenie Meyer, New Moon

Genre: Romance (with a side of broken heart)

He said he wanted to live with her in the country. She had no use for such wide open spaces. Feared the quiet. The tedium. Mediocrity. Giving in to him, she bought the place. He was supposed to come live with her. Love her. Save her. He never did. Any of those things. She wasn’t meant for a provincial life. For white picket fences, country homes, and barns. She was destined for so much more. What exactly that was, she hadn’t recognized yet. She hammered the staked sign in fresh earth. FOR SALE BY OWNER and the phone number.

100 words

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for carrying on the grand tradition of Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo comes from Janet Webb. It spoke to me of broken hearts and discontent.

Contrary to popular belief, I do want you to criticize and comment on my stories. Don’t blow smoke up my ass. If they suck, tell me. I’m no shrinking violet. I can take it.

49 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-For Sale By Owner

  1. Dear Renee,
    I see I’m not the only purple lover in this group ;). I remember my mother telling me that women were such saps for men. Hopefully your MC has learned her lesson. A good story of a woman learning to stand up for herself.
    A little critique: unless you did it on purpose for effect, you have a lot of sentences beginning with “She…” which can become monotonous.

    • Dear Rochelle,
      The She/He thing is kind of done on purpose. I don’t usually name my characters. You’re right about the monotony of it. I will try to limit the amount of times that I use them. I think it’s time for my characters to have names. I appreciate your comment.

      P.S. Yes, purple is my favorite. One of my favorites, anyway.

    • Thanks my sweet. The thing is, will she learn her lesson? Do we ever? We women love with everything we have. Even the ones that aren’t good for us. I hope she did move on and find someone that could love her for everything she had to offer.

      Love, Renee

  2. I’m not with her…she gave herself away with ”What exactly that was, she hadn’t recognized yet”…there are two sides to THAT story, and I fear that despite her misfortune, she ain’t goin’ nowhere fast. She’ll be hitched to her next heart throb too quick…

    • You talk as if you know her. Loved her. Or someone like her. That’s the thing, she always looked for love that was unattainable. We’re never fulfilled when we love someone that we can’t have.

      Love, Renee

  3. Hopefully the next time she’ll know herself well enough to find someone attuned to what she wants. Take the anger out on the sign, go forth and prosper! 🙂

    “She relented to him..” She would relent or give in to what he wanted, but not relent to him.


    • Thanks for the correction in my grammar. I need all the help I can get. I do appreciate it. I hope she finds what she wants also. I secretly hope she might have smacked him in the forehead with the hammer. Giggle.

      Love, Renee

    • I’m glad you did like it. 🙂 I did as you suggested and removed a word to accommodate the change to the last sentence. I think it flows just as well. Thanks much.

      Love, Renee

      P.S. I want your coffee mug!

  4. ouch. after the sacrifices & compromise that she’s willing to make for love >< that man better have a damn good explanation.. or maybe it doesn't matter. i hope she has a good life. great story.. you really know how to bring out the emotions… and violent reactions lol ^^

    • Thank you for the kind comments kz. I so appreciate them. Who knows what his explanation was? He never showed up. I’m glad you felt the emotion. That makes my heart very happy.

      Love, Renee

  5. Yeah like it is a one way street about how promises are made but not kept. Ah, sorry, had to get that out of my ssystem. So glad she took out her frustrations on the stake and not him. The blood-letting on this prompt has been frighteningly frequent.

    • My dear it is so not a one way street. Women can break hearts too. They break promises just as much as men. And you never know, maybe she did take the frustration out on him. Maybe he’s buried somewhere on the property she’s selling?

      Love, Renee

  6. I’ve learned a long time ago to stay to ones self or you are lost. Nice story, hope she grows to like herself enough to not need anyone else. 🙂

    • Maybe she did learn from Jennifer in your story. 🙂 Here’s a little video in answer to yours. I liked it very much. As I said in my comment on your page, I hope he came back to her. Even after 20 years, I hope he did….

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