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Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

 

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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 based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. 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. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #50 – The Roundup

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keywest3 at Pixabay

Starting us all off…here’s mine:
“We’ve been here before.”
“I can’t believe…which way did we go last time?”
“Right.”
“Left. We’ll go left.”
… …
“We’ve been here before…”
139 Characters

From Michael at Morpethroad;
There’s no less travelled road she bewailed
Says a lot about this place.
Goodtimes either way?
You take the high road?
I’ll take the low road.

From Reena at Reinventions:
“A fork is an illusion. We get bogged down with 2 paths, ignoring other options.”
“What makes you say so?”
“We ignore all spaces in between.”
(139 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
They were setting cryptic clues for a treasure hunt and decided this one was a ‘parting of the ways’.
101 characters

From Fandango at This, That and the Other:
Did you say to take the left or right path at the fork? I’m cold, the sun is setting, and it’s gonna start snowing again. Text me, dammit.
(138 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Right or left?
Fight or flight?
Life’s never smooth sailing
Deal with it head-on
Let your hair down
Brain and perhaps brawn
Try not to get drown
(138 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Damn which path should I take! Why had I not brought my SatNav.  It was cold and getting dark. I could hear the wolves baying for my blood.

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
The signs are there to the pathway of glory. Clearly marked. Yet they all focus down the paths, left or right? If they would only look up…
(140 Characters)

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
They arrive exhausted at the fork.
Left! He shouted
Right! She answered
No, left!
Okay, right
NO! I mean my left -he cries
You’re Right! My Left!
140 characters

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
two paths separated
two ways parted
two routes deviated
one road split  . . .
Robert’s brain is “frosted.”
(102 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
I came to the fork and I realised that this was my life at the present moment in time. Both led to the unknown but only one was my destiny.

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Rgt Or Lft.Ur Guess?
M Cnfsd.
My Guess Lft
Wish Ths Jrny Nvr Ends
She Looks At Him
C I Lost Way,U Too..V Met,Thr Mst B Rsn
She Smiles
He Kisses Her.

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflections:
He was at the crossroad. Should he heed to his heart’s call or listen to his mind’s voice. A tough decision to make.  Taking a deep breath, he made his decision.
Letter count: 138

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
Just around the corner, Mum!
When they got there, the giant’s body had disappeared.
Look Mum, look. You can see the impression on the ground!
(139 characters)

From Ray at A Simple, Village Undertaker:
Last night it snowed for the first time
Deciding which path to follow.
The least traveled does not appear to be an option
Decisions, decisions.
(140)

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Things are not what they seem in the woods tonight. Little Red is on the prowl:
Wolf where have you gone? Left or right?
I’ve haunted your dreams, whispered dread in your ears.
It’s time to meet, time to spar.
Time to EAT.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Which Woodland Path to Choose?
Hansel speak to me  we gotta to choose a path
Quite so Gretel  which one? Not the Wicked Witch path
You’re so mean Hansel      dont care if she gets you
I’m off enjoy the forest on your own

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Dense it looks as far as our eyes can see,don’t be feared by its enormity, for the minuscule details also matter.
113 characters.

Thank you to everyone who followed the muse to last week’s challenge. As I suspected, there were many ways to look at this fork in the path. Your entries were creative and fun, and some made me think…which I love to do. Some would say I think too much! 😉

This week with Autumn approaching here in the Northern Hemi, orchards are opening their fields to apple lovers who set out on foot to “pick their own”, and harvest festivals will soon be cropping up on country farms with rows and rows of pumpkins, fresh apple butter, kettle corn, petting zoos, hay rides, and cornfield mazes. This is my favorite time of year! I found this interesting photo at Pixabay by Nordseher. What is the story here? Is it an orchard owner offering a sample to a guest…or is it something more sinister? I’m sure you know the answer! Remember only 140 characters to tell your tale. Have fun! See you at next week’s harvest of tales…aka the roundup! 😉

Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

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Photo by Nordseher at Pixabay.com

The twister spared the trees but had tossed the apples on the ground.

“Looks like an apple butter year,” Mae quipped. It was her best batch.

(140 Characters)

~kat


The Weird Kid

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1962 – First Grade, St. Joseph’s (I’m the innocent looking kid in the middle.)

 

It was 1962. First grade. Snacktime. My deskmate was slurping and smacking.

Something in me snapped. I couldn’t take another minute of his bad mannered noshing.

So, I squeezed my own Mr. Goodbar into goo and covered my entire face. He stopped. The whole class stopped.

Yeah, I was the weird kid.

~kat

For Sacha’s 52 Weeks, 52 Words Writespiration Challenge. This week’s assignment: write about the weird kid at school in exactly 52 words (no more, no less).


Land Haiku

Photo by Pexels at Pixabay.com

we tend to forget
the land was here before us
long after we’re gone

Photo by Kasman on Pixabay.com

on the old landing
hoping to land a big fish
landed in the drink

For Haiku Horizons weekly Challenge, prompt word, Land.


Southern Pleasantries

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Photo by ivabalk at Pixabay.com

“Come see us sometime…”
I promise to stay in touch.
They’ll never miss me.

~kat

For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge, prompt Words: Touch & Miss.


Invisible

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

“They don’t make shoes like they used ta’. Why, when I was a shoeshina’, folks had one good pair fa’ work, anotha’ fa’ Sundays, an’ slippas fa’ home. I could coax a nickel shine outa any fine piece o’ leatha’. That was my spot right there. It was a good first job for a young scrappa’ like me. Kep’ me outa trouble, Mama said. She was probly right.”

“What are you jabbering about Gramps?! Trains coming. Gotta go!”

“I was jes’ gonna show you…aw, neva’ mind. Things jes’ aint the same. Mighty shame that is. Mighty shame.”

“Gramps!!! Come. ON!”

~kat

100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge inspired by the photo above by Sarah Potter.


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