Friday Fictioneers: New World Invasion




The history of the potato is a long and hilarious one. They weren’t as hated as the dreaded tomatoes but they were hardly the new Black Plague in terms of popularity.


Have fun~




Image Copyright: Sandra Crook

Image Copyright: Sandra Crook


Word Count: 100

Genre: (Somewhat) Realistic Historical Fiction

Title: New World Invasion


The royal alchemist wiped sweat from his brow; he hadn’t slept in days. But this is king’s work— God’s work. “The fruit gives no answers, liege” he said.

“So it’s a fruit?” the king asked. He leaned closer to table— a protective blanket lays over it.

“Just conjecture,” the alchemist said. “Please step away. It is still very dangerous.”

The king scoffs but there is fear in his eyes. “Enough with this waiting.” He flings the blanket away. “Good God,” he breathes. “It’s hideous.

The outlandish potato snarls silently on the table, thick with the stink of the New World.






I’m thinking of changing my home page so that its more relevant to the books that I’m writing and want to release. I’m just a small-time fantasy writer who has only a questionable grasp on marketing. So I might as well hedge my bets until their formed into nice little topiary rows.




Good luck, you brave writer folk!







5 comments on “Friday Fictioneers: New World Invasion

  1. Sandra says:

    It’s certainly not much in the looks department, but sliced and fried…. Nice one.

  2. Dale says:

    And yet, it is favoured by so many. I have had all-potato evenings! 😀

  3. Love the potato! Good one!

  4. gahlearner says:

    The potato, they’ll learn to love it. The alchemist-king interaction is great.

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