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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple – Weekly Prompt – 100 words


Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple – Weekly Prompt – 100 words

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Family Reunion

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The family was having a reunion dinner at the restaurant. The adults were keeping an eye on the children. Or so they thought.

Suddenly Johnny’s mother realized that Johnny wasn’t in the restaurant that she could see. She started panicking. She grabbed her husband sobbing and told him she couldn’t find Johnny and that she only took her eye off of him for a couple of minutes.

Her husband was calm and walked into the restroom area. He didn’t tell Johnny’s mother that he had seen Johnny head over there. He took him out to his mother, who stopped sobbing.

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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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Twittering Tales #150 by Kat – 8/20/19


 

Inspired by Kat at Twittering Tales – Follow these rules

Photo by Felipe Ribeiro at Pexels.com

No Time to Relax!

By Tessa Smeigh

“Stay in the crowd of people,” Ron said placing a hat on both of them.
“Are we going to climb this thing? How will that help?”
“When we get to the front of the line a man will hand me a paper letting us know where to go while NATOR works to find us a safe house. We’ll use the cab.”

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These tidbits have been continuing from week to week for about 4 months or more now…hard to write a continuing story when you only have 280 characters per piece and a picture to fit in but I am doing it!

Hey Kat, this one was hard, but then I thought it looked like windows you would find on the Statue of Liberty so I figured it was a tourist attraction with lines of people waiting to see the top of the building which I could work into the story. 🙂

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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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Weekend Writing Prompt #119 – Tinker – by Sammi Cox


Weekend Writing Prompt #119 – Tinker – by Sammi Cox

Sammi Cox’s Rules:

The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

  • your poem/prose must contain this week’s word.  The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
  • the length of your poem/prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge.  No more.  No less.

*continuation from last weekend and a couple of months worth

 (Last Weekend I wrote) 

As everyone stared at Rhonda, she started singing a song, one right after the other.

“Rhonda, are you ok,” Ron asked, beginning to worry about her. Rhonda is brash, and now she appears to be losing her mind. Rhonda is breaking down. She is singing the songs one right after the other, and she is not answering anyone’s questions. Her eyes are down, she is not paying attention anymore. Ron is afraid that she has snapped.

Connie and Ron look helplessly at each other. They don’t know what to do for her. Connie puts her arms around her and hugs her hard.

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Rhonda pushes Connie off of her and sits down on a bench and opens her tote bag and begins taking everything out of the bag and lining them up on the seat. She’s still singing, though softer now as if singing to a baby to quiet it.

After tinkering with each item, Rhonda puts everything back into the bag while everyone just stares at her. She rocks the bag as if it is a baby.

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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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

#WEEKENDCOFFEESHARE : Miss seeing my dad, but pain prevents it


#WEEKENDCOFFEESHARE : Miss seeing my dad, but pain prevents it

Directions from ECLECTICALLI

Weekend Coffee Share is a time for us to take a break out of our lives and enjoy some time catching up with friends (old and new)!

Grab a cup of coffee and share with us! What’s been going on in your life? What are your weekend plans? Is there a topic you’ve just been ruminating on that you want to talk about?

All are welcome! Just add your link to the Linky-List, and be sure to visit others and join in their conversations! The link will be open from Friday, February 8th at 7am (Pacific Time) until Monday, February 11th at 7am (Pacific Time) to give us a good range of “weekend”!

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If we were having coffee, I would be drinking iced tea because I hate coffee and can’t stand this heat. The heat is really acting up with my asthma. You may have coffee or tea, whichever you prefer.

If we were having coffee or tea I would tell you that I am not sure if the Lyrica is working or not. My pulmonary doctor feels that my sleep problem is my sleep apnea, which it could be, who knows. That’s the problem. Nobody knows anything. Really, doctors know very little and each specialty claims the problems are due to their particular specialty. I am tired of it all. I am in constant pain, always sleeping and hate my life.

I can’t see my father in the long term facility (he had a stroke over a year ago) because of the pain, the breathing problem and constant need to sleep. They have him in the very farthest area in there and there is a huge parking area to get to the front door.

My breathing problems are easier. Still bad, but not as bad. So it is only asthma.

I would also tell you that Sunday is still brunch with my BFF. We meet every Sunday including this morning unless something comes up, which isn’t often. I look forward to it. Something came up, the elevators, both of them, were down again at the same time. We ended up going on Monday instead.

Enjoy your weekend.

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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Friday #fotoflash August 16, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Photo from Morguefile

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Bones on Display

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The boys gently lowered the skeleton onto the cart and wheeled it from the classroom. There was a large air vent on one of the walls, and they thought it would be a neat trick to attach it to the opening and see if anyone screamed.

No one had been in the area since they had been watching so they raised the two ladders and then quickly, lifting the top of the skeleton the two boys began climbing, and once the legs were about to come up off the cart, they had the other two boys grasp a hold of the legs.

They pulled it up and slowly wound first the one hand and then the other through the bars. Then they climbed partway down the ladder so they could set the legs in place. It looked pretty scary, so maybe one of the girls would scream. It would be even better if one of the teachers did.

The boys went home for the night, so anxious none of them slept. They couldn’t wait to see what their prank would wreak.

The boys arrived early that morning. They found the police outside. As each person arrived, they were asking them if they knew how the skeleton got there. No one knew, and the boys were quiet. Obviously, their prank went wrong. Thankfully they hadn’t been seen.

The skeleton is still talked about today, but we were all going to take it to our graves with us. I was the last one left, and I had no intention of saying a word, ever!

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DB McNicol’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

 

100 Word Challenge – inspiration is the word chatter


100 Word Challenge – inspiration is the word chatter

 

“Your report card never changes. ‘Great Student, but chatters way too much. Disrupts the Class.’ It hardly ever varies.”

“Oh, mom and dad it could be worse. At least I don’t smoke in the girl’s room.”

“And you better not start either.”

“I’m a good student, and everyone knows that including my teachers. I can’t help the chatting in class, though.”

“How hard is it to keep your mouth closed during class? You have all of recess to talk to them.”

“Recess is for talking to my other friends who aren’t in my class.”

“Oh Terri, won’t you ever learn?”

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And the obvious answer is no I will never learn. I talked all through school. My mother in exasperation of the constant phone calls because of my talking finally told that teacher then she should just move the other student because when they moved me I picked up my books and slammed them on the other desk. Wouldn’t it be easier to just move that other student? She shocked the teacher who had never thought about it.

Tara’s Rules

1) I provide a one-word prompt.
2) Write anything you want using that prompt, either as inspiration or as part of your 100 Words. (That means you don’t have to actually use the prompt word, it can be implied.)
3) Your story has to be EXACTLY 100 words (because someone will ask, hyphenated words count as a single word.) This is the one rule I will be a stickler about.
4) Submit your story here as a comment, as a Facebook status, or as a blog post. (Add the specific FB status or post’s URL to the Mr. Linky list just under the prompt.)
5) If you write a blog post, please link back to this post. It makes it easier for me and the other Wordsters to find you.
6) You have one week to write your story and link up (The link stays open, so you can really submit stories whenever… this is the one rule I don’t really enforce.)

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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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple – Weekly Prompt – 100 words


Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple – Weekly Prompt – 100 words

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

Epic Storm

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Jenny knew that they shouldn’t have set up the equipment the day before they were hosting the event. They’d set up gaily colored canopies and the barbecue grill along with the tables. They set out the coolers, ready to be filled with ice and cold drinks.

That night there was a storm of epic proportions. The storm whipped around the house, and Jenny could just imagine the damage the wind was doing to their equipment.

The morning was sunny, and when Jenny went outside, she found the canopies ripped to shreds, and the equipment and tables were all knocked over.

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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

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.