Monthly Archives: July 2017

Mother Lode

Photo by Claire Sheldon


“How many of these are there?”

“I don’t know, a couple hundred.”

“You sure the old lady said she hid money in her stuffed animals?”

“That’s what my cousin’s, friend’s, mother heard her neighbor say.”

“What?! I can’t believe I’m sitting here unstuffing this woman’s creepy collection on hearsay!”

“But it could be true! Besides, I trust my cousin.”

“You lost me at ‘friend’, my friend. The old lady will be back soon. If we don’t find something soon, I’m outa here!

Just then a shiny penny tumbled from a pile of stuffing. 

“Really dude?! God!!!!”

“Well, it IS money!”

~kat

100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge based on the photo above by Claire Sheldon. 


To The Grave – In 52 Words…Exactly

i cant believe i missed last week’s prompt “toast”. may have tobrevisit that one. at any rater this week’s 52 Word Story Challenge asks us to tell a tale in 52 words exactly about “A Secret You Just Discovered”.

Before the calendar beats me again, here’s my little yarn.


To the Grave

It was a good death, as deaths go.

I had never seen death so close. It was peaceful; shallow breathing, a gentle shudder, stillness.

She left us letters. Of all us sisters, I was her favorite. Everyone knew it. I found a corner to read mine.

Dear Shana,
When we found you…

~kat


Twittering Tale #39 – 4 July 2017

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. If you accept the challenge, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing us a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tales #38 – The Roundup


From Michael at Morpethroad:
It’s a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll.
Songs in my head but I want off now.
Whose idea was this?
My feet long for the earth.

From Soul Connection / Through My Heart’s Web:
Between Earth And Sky My Life Is Hanging. Can’t Afford Being Scared Of Heights. But Happy With The Feeling Being Above All,As If Am Flying.

From Di at Pensitivity101:
‘Hope you’ve got a head for heights!’ he shouted.
Damn sibling rivalry. I’d never live this down.

96 characters

From Sight11:
Hanging themselves..
To transmit..
Lives in our homes..

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Running down from the mountains, they made their way to the top of the tower. Jeff! this will be a perfect challenge for our contestants.
137 characters

From Sarah at By Sarah:
Pokemon Go is attracting controversy for contributing to various accidents, as well as becoming a public nuisance at some locations…

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
What goes up, must come down??!!
Gravity is nine-tenths of the law; safety-gear and padding the other tenth.

(107 characters; 18 words)

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
They were the masters at climbing the tower during their college days. Today, on their 25th alumni meet, they still enjoyed it as much.
135 characters

From Monika at Monika Sharma – A Unique Advisor:
In the afternoon of summer when I work on a tower hanging with the help of harness far above the ground i think i will go home and ask my son to construct the same tower for me.

From Reena at ReInventions:

I’ve lived in ivory towers with silver spoons in my mouth. But this is downright scary. No minions to support me below, and the wind bites.
(139 characters)

From Susmita at Uniqueus:
“Oh! The lunatic is climbing up the tower. Look at him waving his hands. I hope he doesn’t do anything drastic. Need to call the police.”
135 Characters

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Andy just needed this one jump to get his BASE license (Building, Antenna, Span, Earth). Little did he know he’d receive it posthumously.

From Willow at Willowdot21, two tales :
Clear blue skies= safety, driving rain not so much, snow & fog = danger. As linesmen we work all weather. Sadly Jan didn’t see the ice.

Never argue with the guy up top he keeps you safe I only made that mistake once. Didn’t survive the fall. He said my wire frayed.

From Weena at Teleporting Weena:
ELECTRIFIED
1,000 steps left to reach the Promised Land
100 steps left to reach the Promised Land
50 steps left to reach the Promised Land
1 step le….ZAP

140 Characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
He’d checked 3 times now and he was certain. There were 3 nuts, 5 bolts, and 17 washers missing.
No other option, he’d have to take it back!

(140 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Evening, the crowd dispersed but both refused to come down.
“I won’t let you have her.”
“She loves me best.”
“I named her.”
“But she’s my cat!”

From Maniparna at Scattered Thoughts:
His attacker was right behind, chasing him. He was rising up fast. “I would rather finish myself than to succumb”, he whispered.
(129 characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:
He looked up. His son is at the perfect height. He look at the horizon–second generation ends, third starts today. Proud of you, my boy…
(139 Characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
I’m Pete he’s Jo. We needed the work. He’s new, scared of heights. Like him. One minute he’s above me next he’s stepping off into the serene blue sky. Then silence.

From Oneta at Sweet Aroma:
Take a break, sit and muse. Remembering third grade when the monkey bars were a challenge. Fun then, fun now! For this I get paid!
136 Characters

And starting us out last week, my take:
Took the job for the pay and benefits. Now they want us to spy on the public. It’s my last day; training the newbie. If people only knew.
138 Characters

Thank you everyone for a great collection of tales! I love what you did with this photo prompt. So much variety this week. We had linemen, legacies, philosophical reflections, sibling rivalry and competition for the love of sport and the love of a cat, and a few nightmarish tales of untimely demises…electrifying and dizzying! You all really tweeted this one to infinity and beyond and took us to new heights! (Couldn’t resist! 😉)

For this week, a photo of a bridge by Ottavio at Pixabay.com. What do you see? A tale of adventure or suspense or does the bridge represent a stirring life’s reflection? I trust you. Though I’m not sure I trust this bridge! Have fun! See you at the roundup next week!

Twittering Tale #39 – 4 July 2017

Photo by Ottavio at Pixabay.com

“Where’s Sophie?! Oh god!”

“It won’t hold you Sue. See if she’ll come back to you.”

“Come to mommy Sophie. Come…”

“Sophie…no!”

 

 

 

“Got her!”

~kat
139 Characters


Magnetic Poetry Monday – A Haiku

wild climbing vine
deep root tendriled covering
nature’s song in green

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Nature Kit with a photo montage of a Virginia Creeper vine that is overtaking my front porch!


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 July 2017


“Happy Sunday!”

“Happy, you say?!”

“Well, in a transcendental, metaphysical, quasi-spiritual, dreamy, optimistic sort of way, yes, happy. And it is a fact that it is Sunday…unless you reside in the Far East…then it is almost Monday…but I divagate.”

“You what?”

“Divagate….as in digress? Remember? The new word we learned this week.”

“You’re such a diva!”

“Am not! You are! But back to your original question, ‘happy, you say?!’ … yes, I take it you’re not.”

“Well, how can anyone be happy when everything in the world is spiraling out of control?”

“Take a Dramamine?”

“Come on! Global warming, a heath care bill that is going to kill people, an insane, mean old man running the country, Russia (need I say more?), collapsing infrastructure, the assault on our public schools, voting rights, gerrymandering, voter suppression, nationalism, travel bans, ageism, misogyny, racism, homophobia, religious profiling, insane tweets, the wall…”

“Feel better yet?”

“No, I’m just getting started. And just you wait. Tomorrow something else will happen to prove  we’re all up shit’s creek without a paddle. So forgive me miss giddy twinkle shoes if I can’t be happy right now! I’m mortified! It’s terrifying!”

“Oh, but you can. Be happy that is. It’s all a choice. It only takes a second.”

“Harrumph! Delusional you mean!”

“No. Happy. Right here, right now, this moment. Let me show you. First, close your eyes…now think about something that makes you happy.”

“You mean used to…”

“Give it a chance. And you opened your eyes…start over. Close your eyes…think happy something…anything. Got it?”

“Yeah. Okay now what?”

“Now take a deep breath in. Imagine yourself completely enveloped by your happy thing…don’t breathe out just yet…imagine…okay now…slowly…let it go. Feel better?”

“I do actually. I get it. I remember. Thanks self for pulling me off the ledge one more time.”

“Don’t mention it. We’re in this together you know. Happy Sunday?”

“Yeah, I’ll give you that. It’s happy enough, given the circumstances.”

“You’re exhausting!”

😳😊😟😉😜😀😢😣😐😘😌☺️😒😅😮

And…welcome to my world! My mind battles itself regularly. Yeah, the world is a bit, chaotic these days, but it’s important to unplug when it gets to be too much.

We’re gonna survive this, like we have survived every trying time in our history. I’m not going to tell you, “don’t worry, be happy”. That is a bit delusional, and it is important to stay engaged as a member of “we the people”. But…there is nothing wrong with divagating into your happy place every now and again.

Look! There goes a butterfly! A beautiful graceful butterfly…and there! Look! A flower! Oh, and I just noticed someone being kind…Wow! It’s not as hard as you think.

So…Happy Sunday y’all! I hope you can find your happy, if even for just a moment, this week. Just remember to breathe. ❤️

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 July 2017

If people only knew
never say it…only
smoldering remains
weeps perfume when crushed
from obsidian to glass
Some souls find heaven in hell’s corridors.
look! a butterfly!
divagating tweeted blips,
because that is what those with the truest hearts do
softly
magic is in the air
make love bloom
dreamers ask,
“why not?”

~kat

A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.