Daily Archives: April 7, 2019

Sunday Photo Fiction – April 7, 2019


Sunday Photo Fiction – April 7, 2019

Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr

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Run the Rapids

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Randy surveyed the water up ahead around the bridge. The water was rough and indicated there might be rapids to maneuver. He was not very good at paddling a canoe on his own and that put him in a bind. Rhonda wasn’t going to be any help at all considering her condition. Dead people can’t paddle canoes.

                  He hadn’t meant to kill her. They had fought while they were trying to paddle the canoe down a tight spot in the river. She kept the canoe heading into the bushes. Finally, they tipped over. He was furious. He grabbed her while she was trying to get back in the canoe and strangled her.

                  This meant he had to get her body back into the canoe and then himself without dumping her back out again. He arranged her body and continued down the river. The sight of the bridge unnerved him. He had forgotten it was here. He should have buried her where they flipped over.

                  He’d have to wait for dark and once on the other side of the bridge, find a deserted spot to bury her body.

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Rules:

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo.  Use the “Click Here to Enter”  icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. While you are there, take time to read and comment on some of the other stories. I know you will not be disappointed.

OPPOSITES ATTRACT CHALLENGE – 4/7/19


OPPOSITES ATTRACT CHALLENGE – 4/7/19

Rules from Haunted Wordsmith:

Welcome to the new Opposites Attract Challenge!

For this challenge, I provide one word and a list of its antonyms. The challenge is to use the prompt word AND one (or more) of its antonyms in some form of writing (or creative work).

Explore the word and its opposite … challenge your creative side

HAVE FUN!


Today’s word: Entertaining

Antonyms: boring, drab, dreary, dull, flat, heavy, humdrum, jading, leaden, monotonous, pedestrian, pleasureless, ponderous, stodgy, stuffy, tedious, tiresome, tiring, uninteresting, wearisome, weary, wearying

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Wading Pool (Non-Fiction)

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

So far it had been a monotonous summer. Every day the high temperatures were draining to a woman who was 9 months pregnant with a toddler under 2 years old. There was no air conditioning in our home on base.

Every day I had to take my toddler outside so she could play in her wading pool. One day I had an entertaining idea. I went over to where she was splashing in her pool and climbed in and sat down. I used a bucket to pour water over my head and body, especially my huge belly. She laughed and started pouring water over me as well.

The neighbors were starting to stop and look at us. We were in the front yard, so it was open to everyone. It felt so good that everyday we were sitting in the pool and keeping cool. I was able to cool us both off and entertain the neighborhood at the same time.

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Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Poem Rewrite – Unrequited Love (originally called Raging Fire)


Unrequited Love

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

 

My heart is full of love for you,

But you simply have no clue.

My love is frenzied, not tame,

But you can barely light my flame.

Now and again a spark would ignite,

But that would set you into flight.

If you stayed and controlled the spark,

You would simply treat it as a lark.

If it went out, you couldn’t sustain it.

You were nothing more than a hypocrite.

If you stayed and followed through,

It wasn’t planned, just out of the blue.

I wish you felt the same about me,

But you feel you must be free.

I wish you well, you’re not for me.

Go on baby, go ahead and flee.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com