About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, 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 a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.
Finally, have fun!
And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.
Starting us off…
Oh, I could tell ya’ some stories. I’ve lived here in flat number 1 going on 40 years now. People don’t realize I’m behind this old red-framed door. They’re too busy planning adventures or their next meal. The things I’ve heard! Do you have a minute? I just made tea. Come sit.
From Reena at ReInventions:
The signs have added on over the years, indicating that tourist inflow to the city has increased. I am happy that a few faces who had migrated to the city for jobs have returned – to find prosperity in their hometown. One face that I cared about is back. But… he is not alone.
From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
It’s a Sign
I am happy
That I am here with you
I am happy
With the mountain and the sea
Even with storms we’ve got to go through
The challenges we’ve surpassed, signs that we grew
I am happy
Signs of our lives
This way, that way
As long as we’re together
We’ll find our own way
Signs of our lives
From Di at Pensitivity101:
‘Follow the sign’ he said.
‘You can’t miss it’.
From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
The backpackers frowned, not at the plethora of B&Bs but at the street architecture, wondering if there might still be a corner of the planet that was not afflicted with the plague of that particular mass-produced door!
From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Should I go to the castle? Should I visit the cave? Should I stop by the lodge or the B&B?
I could take a hike or take a ferry. I might sniff around at the perfumery & floral center. I might hop on my bicycle and head for the college.
Oh, I’ll just walk to the pub and try to decide.
From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
The feeling was overwhelming me. I’d hiked long hours and when I finally made it to town, my brain and body was telling me I could wait no longer. I could barely read the signposts in front of me to point the way. In desperation, I knocked on the door. “CAN I USE YOUR BATHROOM??”
“I told the mayor, Mrs Finigan I did.”Said Aylish Mehon, crossing her arms. “Those damn Murphy boys have repositioned each and every sign. Last night! I told Sean to go out and stop them. But no he’d not leave his bed! Now no one will know their Aillwee’s Cave from Frank’s Pub”
From Michael at Morpethroad:
Only in Ireland
The tourist asked the way to Cregan’s Castle.
I said go to the end of the street and turn right.
At the post office turn right.
Then at Shannon’s Hotel turn right.
The tourist said if I do all that I’ll end up here.
That’s right I said, the Castle is just across the way.
From Leena at Soul Connection:
Here..No No There..Nooo.Ummm Yesss..May Be That Side…Ugghh…Ohh It’s So Confusing.
(‘Seems Lost’ He Thought Wtchng Her Lng Tym)
“Excuse Me. Can I Help You”
“Ohh Yes. Can You Plz Tell Me Whr Can I Place My Sign Board Here?
(Place For Signboard?Here?Is She OK?)
“Carry On..Good Luck.”
From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
It’s a Sign
Max was a rogue!
Everyone said he would probably end up in jail!
He stole the signs over many years and added them to the posts.
No-one cared that they weren’t relevant, but tourists came in their thousands to take selfies.
Max, in his successful ice cream parlour, next door, smiled!
From Isabel at Isabel Caves:
When I knocked on the door of Gregan’s Castle I never expected to end up living here. I didn’t believe the rumours about the strange owner either. It’s OK though – I’m never hungry, and I’ve always liked bats. When it comes down to it, being a vampire isn’t all that bad.
Thank you everyone who played along this week. Twittering Tales about a stack of quirky signs turned out to be just what the doctor ordered to lighten the news of the day. I hope this week finds you well.
This week’s photo Prompt by Leigh Heasley at Pexels.com is a mystery. Is this a destination or just a sight along the way? Hope to see what you think at next week’s roundup. Peace to you…
Twittering Tale #72 – 20 February 2018 – “Hopewell”
He tapped the steering wheel absentmindedly. She leaned against the door, face pressed against the glass, when a stone column caught her eye, “Hopewell”.
“More like hopeless,” she thought.
He broke the silence, “We could adopt…”
“Really?” she slid over, leaning into him.