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Weekend Writing Prompt #123 – Delicate – by Sammi Cox


Weekend Writing Prompt #123 – Delicate – 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) 

Everyone jumped, and Linda went back to crooning to something.

“You know Ron this wouldn’t have happened if you had taken me to the museum as you had promised,” Linda said.

“I thought you would like this better and we could have some time together alone,” Ron said.

“Alone?” She said. “We haven’t been alone since we got here and your wife and her retinue arrived right behind us.”

“Sorry Linda,” Connie said, “but I had unfinished business with my husband, so I followed you. You have to understand he is my husband and not yours, and now it is time for him to make a decision as to who he wants. I am not waiting any longer. You are still here in the picture. I am tired of it.”

“Linda, I am sorry, but I do owe it to Connie to try and work it out.”

********this week********

“Linda, I am being delicate here, but you just aren’t receiving the message,” Ron said.

“Oh, I receive it, you don’t follow through on your promises.”

“Listen, when we were discussing what we wanted, I was expecting my wife to leave me, but as it is she is willing to give me another chance and I am going to take it, and that means you and I are finished.”

“Well, she just might change her mind when she hears that I am pregnant.”

“Ron,” Connie says, “Is this true?”

“I don’t know with her, but she will have to prove it for me to believe it.”

***********106 words**************

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 September 13, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Photo courtesy of Morguefile

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Surprise Birthday!

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Dana was not used to the high heels. She wore flats since she was 6 feet tall and taller than most boys as it is, without adding high heel shoes. She had a handful of Birthday balloons filled with helium, which she assumed her boyfriend Toby sent her early this morning.

Today was her 21st Birthday, and she wanted to start it out with a bang. Suddenly she falls off the heels, and she falls with a bang on the road, and that wasn’t the type of bang she meant.

She let go of the balloons in shock. She grabbed her knees in pain. They were scraped and bloody. Tears started falling. She searched for a tissue but ended up wiping the tears and blood on her torn white dress, not caring about staining even though she was on her way to visit her boyfriend. The tear in the dress had already ruined it, so the stains didn’t matter much.

Sitting on the road crying she fell someone come up and put their arms around her. She jerked back and looked at who had grabbed her and was relieved to see Toby.

“What happened to you? And where did those balloons come from,” he asked her.

“I fell off these blasted heels and didn’t the balloons come from you?”

“Sorry you fell, hope you didn’t hurt yourself too badly, but no, the balloons aren’t from me. These are,” he said. And then she noticed the balloons in his hand.

“Oh they are so much prettier than these, but who gave them to me?”

“A mystery. Do you have a secret admirer?”

“Not that I know of. I like yours better.”

He gives her a quick kiss and then checks out her wound. It had stopped bleeding, and he gave it a quick kiss and held out his hand to help her up. Just then Rodney came racing up and shoved them both to the ground. The balloons flew away, and Rodney started kicking Toby over and over. Dana took off a heel and hit Rodney in the head knocking him out.

“Those darn heels were good for something,” they both said at the same time.

Rodney was coming to so they took Toby’s belt and belted his hands together and called the police.

“Happy Birthday, baby!” They could hear the sirens in the distance. Rodney was trying to get loose.

***********400 words**********

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.

 

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – 104


Reena’s Exploration Challenge – 104

Reena’s Rules:

PROMPT

PROMPT  104- LONG AND SHORT OF IT

Here’s a rather long paragraph by Jiddu Krishnamurthy…See web page for the paragraph.

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I was 12 years old and excited. So excited I couldn’t sleep. Tomorrow I was going on an aeroplane. It was a small plane, and I sat next to the pilot. There were no more passengers. It couldn’t hold anymore. This was a lot of excitement for a 12-year-old boy.

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I chose the combo of 3, 6, 9 which was words sat, aeroplane and the.

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 #122 – Museum – by Sammi Cox


Weekend Writing Prompt #122 – Museum – 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) 

Rhonda lowered the bag she had been rocking and took out a glass teapot. She closed her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. The expression on her face was serene, and then suddenly she raised her hand holding the teapot and threw it at the wall.

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Everyone jumped, and Linda went back to crooning to something.

“You know Ron this wouldn’t have happened if you had taken me to the museum as you had promised,” Linda said.

“I thought you would like this better and we could have some time together alone,” Ron said.

“Alone?” She said. “We haven’t been alone since we got here and your wife and her retinue arrived right behind us.”

“Sorry Linda,” Connie said, “but I had unfinished business with my husband, so I followed you. You have to understand he is my husband and not yours, and now it is time for him to make a decision as to who he wants. I am not waiting any longer. You are still here in the picture. I am tired of it.”

“Linda, I am sorry, but I do owe it to Connie to try and work it out.”

***********147 words**************

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 September 6, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Photo courtesy of Morguefile

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New Age Beach

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The beach was getting grungier every year. Mike and Sally walked past the beach every day to work at the restaurant. At one point they enjoyed the walk past the beach with its happy, everyday beachgoers. The girls in their bright bikinis strutting their stuff. The males all following them with their eyes and whistling.

As the years passed, they walked slower and slower, and the beach became an undesirable place to be. If you could look out past the sand to the water near the horizon it was still pretty, but otherwise, they now turned their heads as they went past.

Today scanning the beach quickly hoping to see some miracle their gazes came to rest on a rusted shopping cart plopped in the sand. The waves were bringing in more and more junk everyday.

***********126 words**********

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.

 

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – 103


Reena’s Exploration Challenge – 103

Reena’s Rules:

PROMPT

I have a video for you this week

https://aeon.co/videos/strap-in-for-a-delightfully-disorienting-dance-of-humans-going-places

If you do not have the patience to watch 6 minutes of it, use the following words as a prompt

Delightfully Disorienting Dance

The video refers to humans, but you are free to choose nature, music, art, atomic structure or anything else that inspires you.

Though I bet watching even a part of the video will stir something in you.

The rules of the game are the same i.e. no rules. There is no bar on the length or format of the piece. Write a post on your blog, and link it up here with a pingback, or copy-paste the blog link in Comments. Tag it Reena’s Exploration Challenge for easy access in the Blog Roll.

I’m already inspired.

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life spins rapidly out of control

people swirling in and out

minds in wild disarray

moving to fast to know what it is about

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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 #121 – Teapot – by Sammi Cox


Weekend Writing Prompt #120 – Vintage – 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) 

Connie and Ron noticed that the bag of items Rhonda was hugging were items they had recently seen at the Vintage Store.

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Rhonda lowered the bag she had been rocking and took out a glass teapot. She closed her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. The expression on her face was serene, and then suddenly she raised her hand holding the teapot and threw it at the wall.

***********48 words**************

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.