March 6, 2018

Twittering Tales #74 – “Please Stay on the Trail” – 6 March 2018

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.co m .

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.

Twittering Tales #73 – The Round Up

photo by MabelAmbe at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

Paw Paw got tired o’ waitin’. He took to buildin’ his own wall. Make ‘merika great. Give ol’ Mr. Trump a head start. We never woulda guessed they’d of impeached the greatest president this country’s eva’ seen. But that’s what they done. Paw Paw pretty much gave up after that.
(277 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Frauds We Pull
“Boundaries with permeability baffle me. What was the intent behind it?”
“There is no intent, just imagination. It is an invitation to transgressors, minus the responsibility for consequences.”
“It holds good for all frauds – perpetrated on institutions – and/or the self.”
(271 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Footbridge
“That’s all that’s left?” Henry said to his brother Ben. “I knew it was a bad storm, but I didn’t think it would take almost the whole footbridge out.”
“I guess we better get started rebuilding it, huh?” Ben said.
“Nah,” said Henry. “We’re big enough we can just jump the stream.”
(278 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
False Impressions
Townies thought the irrigation ditch was a river. Thought the old piece of cattle pen was a bridge. Thought Bellhope Boxster the Hereford bull was a cow…
155 characters

From John at BroadsidesDotMe:
My bridge, my dulcet bridge. This was my final civil project, submitted for my doctorate in Civil Engineering. It was described by my professor as the finest example he had ever seen of organic engineering and that I was clearly destined to work in as yet unexplored fields of engineering.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog :
The Cosy Creatures Film Set
Director : ‘Ok – The Three Bill Goats Gruff Take 13 Come on you’re supposed to be Fairy Tale Goats, just trot over the bridge, trip trap trop. Time here is money, Take 13 and record
Wow ! they’ve vanished, no trace of them not even a hoof print. How is this possible ?
What about the contract ?’

From Kathryn at Just Another Foodie Blogger:
The Bridge
“What’s the fence fer, Stu?”
“Dang Red, it’s a bridge! Daisy was askeert of crossing onna skinny plank, so ah gav’er some hand rails.”
“Why’nt ya use all dat wood ta build a wider bridge?”
Red has smarts but he didn’t hafta bop me upside da head like that.
(259 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Trit Trot
Every blooming day sometimes twice. That damn Billy Goat Gruff comes Trit trot over my bridge. Can’t a troll get any rest.
Well this troll has had it up to here.So I have got some dynamite and, hang on here he comes.Trit trot over the rickety bridge, BANG! Yes result now sleep.
(278 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Twas a grand old crossing. Proudly it stood in all seasons.
As age does weary us so too with crossings. Splintering, weathering, all took a toll.
I knew how it felt when bits started to fall off.
Now it leans as do I.
It’s just a matter of time I’ve them say.
Til the morrow then.
(275 characters)

From Joem18b at Does Writing Excuse Watching:
can i paint it?
what color?
i thought red.
no you can’t paint it red. we’d be the laughingstock. you paint a barn red.
all right, purple then.
what’s wrong with you? listen to me. paint it white. we do things right around here.
222 words

From Elsa aka Kiwinana at Ramblings of a Writer:
Wooden Fence
Please tell me, what good is a wooden fence in the middle of a stream?
You can get under, over, and around it.
Maybe it was swept downstream in a flood, that’s not a good answer, it would be laying down not standing up.
Your thoughts, please.
239 Characters

From Aditi at elysianandcynosure:
Florette
White Cane tapping, grass crunching.
No leaves rustling, no wings flapping.
Autumn.
Water strokes the walls narrowing.
I start walking lest I fall tumbling.
In the ditch, wet and cold.
I open my arms wide, feeling the breeze
entwining as it glides, petrichor scented breeze,
mid fingers.

From Sandi at Humble, but Humorous:
Little Help from my Friends
I thought the BIG 8 YEAR OLD was goin’ fishin’ to catch us dinner? Whatchya’ doin’?”
“Helpin’ the beavers.”
“How so?”
“This is MY side of the fence and that’s THEIR side. Now they know where to form the dam, keeping fish on one side, so I catch ’em!”
250 characters

From Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Dynamite
Fences make good neighbours; mend fences; sit on the fence. In this world, she sighed, there were no good fences or analogies. She set the charges and timer. This would be the first fence she would blow to hell. Next stop, just outside San Diego.
(247)
Be sure to check out the link Lorraine referenced with her tale…the little film is fabulous!
Norman McLaren’s wonderful animation, (in fact, search him out on YouTube — a man well ahead of his time): Neighbours.

From Jannat at Be Happy:
Being in a state of agitation
Going through the turbulent phases of her life
Jay dreamt of a broken down bridge, a lake, and a fence
Which symbolizes obstacles and tumult, except of a lake whose clearness and stillness suggests the deep self that lies beneath the emotional self.
(276 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
For Some Age is Just a Number
Sunny Day,Cool Blue Watr Ths Plce Xcts Me Since Childhd.I Wnt To Run Til I Fl Breathless
Hold On Hold On.1st Crs Brkn Brdge.B4 Running Rmbr We R 70Yr Old Kids n Nw Thr’s No One Insgt If V Need Medical Hlp
Oh Yes.Thn Ltz Avd Brdge n Wlk In Wtr?
Ok
Woo..Cm On
Wait U Rascal.Hold My Hand.

Another fabulous round! Thanks for sharing your creativity with us all! This week, an interesting little nature photo, with a sign. “Please stay on the trail.” Hmmmm…I wonder why? I’m curious to know what you think. Have fun. See you at the roundup!

Twittering Tales #74 – “Please Stay on the Trail” – 6 March 2018

Photo by Dan Gold at Unsplash.com

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Nope! The sign says ‘Stay on the Trail’.”
“Awe, come on. I’m dying to see what’s past that ridge.”
“Nope.”
“Well, you’re missing out. Hey (haha), if I’m not back in ten minutes call the ranger. Later, loser!”

“Hello…is this the Park Ranger?”
(277 Character)

~kat