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…
foolish naysayers will cry
thinning ozone is a lie
they boast global warming’s a hoax
but the mercury’s rising
polar ice caps are melting
the sea’s swelling over the coast
people gathering in droves
strip off all of their clothes
sizzling on sand bars like toast
By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Crom, an interstellar vagabond parasite, was told to, “Get out of Dodge” with an uncanny regularity.
Crom entered the Milky Way and saw edible bugs on Earth. As a shape shifter, he became clouds and waited to guzzle. Today his huge nozzle lowered; he began to eat the “ants.”
By Tien at From the Window Seat:
The long weekend holidays were here so they took half day off from work. They thought they set off early enough to beat the holiday crowd.
They thought wrong.
The beach was packed when they reached.
Everyone else had the same idea too.
Humankind was not any different from sardines.
By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
I savour my morning coffee and watch the news.
Childhood memories return of the seaside; sand-castles, vanilla ice-cream, and donkey rides.
Now you wouldn’t see me dead in those crowds. It looks like somewhere in hell.
The twins bounce in excitedly.
Can we go to the seaside Daddy?
By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Honey, what’s wrong? I thought you’d be thrilled.
This is not what I expected when you said you wanted to take me on a romantic second honeymoon.
But, baby, this is one of the most popular beach resorts in the world.
Yes, and one of the most crowded. Where’s the romance in that?
By Bear at Jellico’s Writing Nook:
‘Found this in the ruins.’ He stared at the picture. ‘Humans; half-naked. Wonder if it’s some kind of religious ceremony?’
‘Don’t know, don’t care. Just throw it in the burn pile already.’
‘Yeah, sure.’ He turned as if to comply, then deftly slipped it into his pocket.
By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
The Odds Are You Won’t Live to See Tomorrow
“I feel like Patrick McGoohan’s John Drake character in ‘Secret Agent,’ ” Al told Fred. “Drinking, womanizing.” “Remember one catch though,” his friend said. “That line in the Johnny Rivers song is ‘swingin’ on the Riviera one day, then layin’ in a Bombay alley next day.’
By Di at Pensitivity101:
“You’re joking, right? I mean, we live within a stone’s throw of a clean sandy beach.
We can swim or sunbathe without having to fight for space.
What the hell possessed you ????”
‘It was free,’ he said sheepishly.