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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.
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!
Starting us off..
Essie had earned a respectable reputation as a specter. Then came reality TV. Spirits now had to compete with demons for attention.
“Oh Basil, I hate this century!”
“Don’t lose your head over it Essie. Demons bore easily. You’ll see.”
“I didn’t mean…oh dear!”
By Sadje at Keeping It Alive:
Only the raven saw her but no one else could. It did create quite the sensation in the village. But it was no fun being on her own all the time. That is until Casper fell in love with her. It was the end of isolation and loneliness.
Character count: 233
By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Joe stood outside Witch Em’s hut with a bouquet of flowers each morn as Em let her cat out. He promised daily flowers until she agreed to marry him. On day 1, Em was irritated at the intrusion and told Joe to leave. On day 30, she flung her arm and said, “Be gone, bird brain!”
By The Dark Netizen:
By Her Side
She has always been my friend.
I’ve always been there for her. I stuck by her through the good days and the bad ones. I stuck by her side when she lost her head over some guy. I was there even when he cut off her head.
Now, I am by her side as she delivers flowers to his grave….
Character Count: 280
By Neel at Neel Writes Blog:
GREEN WITH ENVY
“Nothing to crow about, okey”.
Visibly stunned by the singeing utterance___the last ‘okey’ was a syllabic stretch that ripped through her ears___,Reema looked askance at Esther, her new roomie.
Pray! she wondered, ‘when would others stop getting jealous of her drop dead looks’?
By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It:
“Wait, there’s my mannequin, Ron. She’s wearing my favorite dress. Help me get her out of here.”
“Linda! She’s headless. We need to get out of here. Find the negatives or we’re leaving without them.”
“Ron, get the books. I’ll get the negatives and the dress and then we’ll go!”
By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
Hey Man, Whatever Works
It was mutual true love at first sight but Peter and Ellen were both too shy. To solve their dilemma, they agreed that for their assignations, he’d be a bird and she’d be invisible. That way there could be no risk of self consciousness. So far it’s been working out well.
By Reena at ReInventions:
A New Face
“How’ve you turned so dark?”
“I decided to get out of me, and stop obstructing myself. Whatever remains is just beauty and light, and a path strewn with flowers.”
“I can see a new face growing on you.”
By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
A Bit Too Far
She loved sunflowers, birds, and wearing black cotton dresses.
But she was allergic to sunflowers, birds, and black cotton dresses. They made her eyes water and her nose run.
You’ve heard the expression don’t cut off your nose to spite your face, right? She took it a bit too far.
By Jannat at Trust Yourself:
An empty soul, vacant
Cognizant of the conflicted feelings rushing in a mind
Experiencing a state of contradiction, seeing longevity, wanting an end.
A hopeless soul it is!
By Milly at Truly Milly:
the Dullahan has come for me
my death, I foresee
she rode her horse, crossed the farm
with her head under one arm
carrying sunflowers to place
on top of my coffin case
she called my name
for my soul to claim
my corpse lied on its back
and the raven, ready to snack
By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Students learn best through games.
Today is guessing my literary leanings.
Ooohhh, mouths mimicking the sound.
Poe. “The Raven?”
Irving. “Legend of Sleepy Hollow?”
Mantel. Wolf’s Hall?
Naifeh and Smith. Van Gogh: the Life?
Lee. To Kill a Mockingbird? . . .
By Di at Pensitivity101:
You shouldn’t have. Sunflowers are my favourite.
What’s up? Cat got your tongue?
Oops, Guess it got more than that!
By Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
A quarter of century since her beloved martyred at the enemy’s hands. It was her way of communicating to him through scented flowers.
Armed with sunflowers, that which never fails to look up at the Sun, and his pet crow, embodiment of sincerity, she laid herself to rest beside him.
Character Count :- 280
By Kristian at Tales From the Mind of Kristian:
A Murder of Crows
“How’s the new Scarecrow working out, Jack?”
“Terrible. Trust me to build something that scares all the children to death, but the crows don’t seem to dislike at all!”
“Never mind. I’ll give you a hand burying the bodies if you like.”
“Thanks, Keith, I’d be lost without you.”
By Willow at WillowDot21:
‘Will you get off my shoulder and stop looking down my dress, it’s very rude. ‘
‘It’s no good you blowing your top Maizie.’
‘No point, l have lost my head.’
‘You were told not to weren’t you.’
‘Well yes but what’s a girl to do he’s such a handsome Devil.’
Satan smiled smuggly.
By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
The Head of Catering promised it would be the best pie ever!
Forget four and twenty blackbirds. This was going to have a hundred Jackdaws.
The great pie day arrived. The public and press eagerly awaited the grand reveal.
The Jackdaws were there, but where was the Head of Catering?
By John at The Magic Shop:
You may think you see me missing my head
Its actually still there despite your shocked dread
How would you know if I looked different than before?
You’ve ignored my presence as if an eyesore
Deal with this new guise as I chose to disappear
I’m done screaming for attention at your selfish, deaf ears
By WildChild47 at BackPocket Poems:
His biography read:
He had four profound loves in life.
The Collected works of Edgar Allen Poe.
He painted his most unique masterpiece in 1910.
Title: Canadian Gothic.
Artist: Grahame Wood.
Simple Prairie Farmer.
Crushed by a tractor.
(46 words) 280 characters
By Enzo at Travel, Good Food, Arts and More:
Losing my head
“I do not know what is happening with my level of concentration, I do not seem to be able to keep tabs on the tasks I want to achieve. It is a constant struggle to focus my mind.”
“I’m concerned, I think you should be asking for advice. You risk to be losing your mind with this!”
By Ron at Read4Fun:
Knock, Knock, Who’s There
“Edgar, come to the door, I’m on a schedule here! I’m a temp working for Rave N message service. I know you weren’t expecting a crow, but we’ve been busy. Ray said I should simply knock on your chamber door. Where is it? Could you give a bird a head’s up? I’m takin’ the flower.”
By Deb at Twenty Four:
George sighed as he considered what stood before him, aware that at least one set of eyes was fixed upon him intensely and then he shrugged, no point in prolonging the agony.
“You really want my opinion? Ok then but don’t say i didn’t warn you. The colours match well enough.”
By John at Broadsides:
I liked the sunflowers Vincent, I really did, always been a rather fanatical fan of yours, Even liked the bird you painted, was it a kingfisher? In sympathy with you cutting off your ear Vincent, well, I’ve had my head removed.
By JP at JP the Wide-Eyed Wanderer:
Fading Away – a Twittering Tale
Can you see me? Am I ghost to your eyes? I gave so much but kept nothing for myself and now I’m lost like a grieving child, unloved, unspoken. My heart and soul tissue paper thin like tattered confetti fluttering in a breeze. Bit by bit, I feel myself fading away. Can you see me?
character count 280
“Oh my god Ned! When I dared you to stick your head between the railings, I didn’t think you were stupid enough to actually do it! This picture is soooo going on Instagram!”
“When you’re done humiliating me, a little help maybe? I’m really stuck. Joe…come on…JOE?!!!!