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Twittering Tales #70 – 6 February 2018

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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 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.


Twittering Tales #69 – Book Titles – The Roundup 

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NY Times Best Selling Books

Starting us off…
“Lean In”
The valley was still, softly draped in mist. Rayna leaned against an old tree, her thin frame wasted from disease, breath frail, fading.
It was just as she had planned.
“I’m ready,” she whispered her last, smiling, as mourning doves softly cooed nearby. And the mountain echoed.
(276 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
The Fourth Wheel
The wimpy kid leans in on the 3rd wheel, seeing a painless Heaven. The 4th wheel refuses to budge, as the doctors say,
“There’s still hope.”
He wants happiness – not hope. Shades of grey gather. It’s the end of the inferno, and the mountains echoed.
Jesus Calling…. 4th wheel moves.
(279 characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan:
He woke up and it was all a ludicrous dream that he later wrote up into a best-selling novel…
…For his crimes against humanity Dan Brown found himself on a blackened island at the centre of a sulphurous lake. Amidst noxious flames demons whispered that the pope was out to get him and that a sacred manuscript had been secreted somewhere deep inside his colon…

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Gatsby Said…
Fifty shades of grey Jesus, calling for proofs of heaven, searching in the diary of a wimpy kid. Lean in, Gatsby said, the inferno beckons. And the mountains echoed—Happy, Happy, Happy! Oh, the places you go, Gatsby smiled from his seat at the end of the pier.

From Jannat at Be Happy:
Happy, happy, happy
It’s time for the sleep
Baby, baby, baby
You better go to sleep
A proud new mama turned her baby bliss into a sweet lullaby. This sweet night ritual with its slow rhythm promotes a state of drowsiness. She thinks her son is a sweetest little part of her destiny.

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Booking It
I honestly can’t remember the last time a read a book. Well, a physical book, that is. A hard cover book or even a paperback book.
It’s not that I don’t read books. I read maybe a dozen or so a year. But I always download the books onto the Kindle app on my iPhone.
It’s what I do.
(279 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Proof of Heaven
I don’t know what started it. A feeling or thought, maybe? Then the dreams came followed by the visions and I knew it was real. The angels arrived next, blazing light and whispering. Why had I been chosen? I didn’t know but I knew I had to spread the messages.

From Di at Pensitivity101:
Mummy was cross and Emily didn’t understand.
She had found Mummy’s colouring book and was trying to find fifty shades of grey in it.
132 characters

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Hot and Bothered
Her past was Diary of a Wimpy Kid, yearning after romance
Her reality is Fifty Shades of Grey, a forbidden palette and gallons of espresso
Lean In she implored And the Mountains Echoed with their laughter
Surely this was Proof of Heaven? Getting hot and bothered
How the Inferno rages
(280 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Fifty Shades of Grey
Lean in, I willed him to look closer, to be astounded by my choice of reading.I wanted him to be impressed by my collection of prize-winning books. He’d never know that I had not read any of them. I was just like my bookcase all show. Fifty Shades of Grey no colour, no substance.
(280 characters)

From Anuragbakhshi at Jagah Dil Mein Honi Chahiye:
It’s Tough to Say Goodbye
I looked at the books on the shelf fondly. I would miss these the most.
But now, it was time to move on. My family was not safe here anymore.
The exterminators were on their way, and I’d heard the human mention on the phone that they specialized in cockroaches.
261 characters.

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
The Inferno
Initially a small flickering flame, the fire soon developed into a raging inferno, blazing with all its fury, sparing none in its path, hungry, fiery, intense, exploding, scorching, on a rampage, choking the air, bellowing dark smoke in fifty shades of grey!
Letter count : 256

From Lena at Soul Connection:
Happy Happy Happy”He Screamed,Pckd Bag n Ws Abt To Go
Rm Mate,”Whr R U Heading To?”
Angry He Ran 2wrds Rm Mte In Aggrsn
Rm Mte,”Sorry”
He Calmly Said,”I Found Proof Of Heaven
“What!”
“Jesus Calling”He Jst Rpld n Ws Gne.
“Mad Chap.One Day His Fifty Shades Of Grey Wl Kill Sm1 For Sure.”
From Life at 17:The Man
And the mountains echoed her voice, as she screamed,   
In front of her eyes was the man,  
The man who pushed her down the hills, 
The man she had loved, 
The man who stood there kissing another woman.
194 characters

From Isabel at Isabel Caves:
The Last Battlefield
She was happy, happy, happy. That’s what she told herself every day.
She refused to give in to sorrow. She refused when they razed her village to the ground. She refused when they killed her father and took her brother.
She had no bullets left to fire – her smile would have to do.
(280 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Gatsby was feeling great!
Jesus was calling round and they were going to visit Dan Brown’s new nightclub, Inferno.
He was leaning towards going for a Wimpy burger first and rounding off the evening seeing Fifty Shades of Grey.
Oh, the places you’ll go to feel Happy, Happy, Happy!
(280 characters)

From Tena at Jottings and Writings:
Ohh how she wished she could write… Like that of the authors of her favorite books. In her mind were all sorts of stories and adventures. But as she sat down to write, pen in hand, those stories seemed to vanish into thin air. Disappearing into a sea of nothingness.
{271 characters}

Thanks to everyone who participated in our book title challenge! Be sure to visit your fellow tweeters. This week’s interesting photo comes to us from PIRO4D at pixabay.com. It appears to be a letter, but it doesn’t need to be. It could be a clue for a scavanger hunt, a list, the first or last page of a manuscript. You might even write a story that doesn’t have anything to do with that piece of paper, focusing instead on the bench or the rock or the ground below. Whatever you decide there are just a few rules… have fun! and use  280 characters or less to tell your tale. I hope to see you at net week’s Round-up!


Twittering Tale #70 – 6 February 2018

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Photo by PIRO4D at Pixabay.com

The Race

Jon and Sue were first to find the final clue: a riddle.

It has a mouth but never speaks, a bed but never sleeps…

“Think Sue,’ Jon pleaded. “the others are coming!”

“The river!” Sue exclaimed, “It’s the river!”

At river’s edge, they claimed their prize…freedom from the island.

~kat

279 Characters


Empty

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photo by Thomas Shellberg via Unsplash

dark house echoing
empty nest
gone are her children

~kat

A Lune Poem (5/3/5) for Sonya’s Three Line Tale challenge inspired by this photo by Thomas Shellberg via Unsplash


Bloody Illusion

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Café renovations were completed ahead of schedule, due in part, to the Mayor’s intervention. Officials had hoped restoring the mangled façade, a blaring reminder of that dreadful night, might help people forget, and bring healing to those who had been touched personally by the tragedy.

But a pristine storefront could not assuage the outrage of those who demanded truth from the corrupt government, whom they suspected was complicit in the terrorist attack.

The people commissioned a trompe l’oeil artist to restore the destruction’s visage to the building’s front, reminding the guilty that healing would be possible only when justice prevailed.

~kat

100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge inspired by this photo by Sandra Crook. (Trompe-l’œil (French for “deceive the eye”) is an art technique that uses realistic imagery to create the optical illusion that the depicted objects exist in three dimensions.)

Okay…now you need to hear the story behind the story. I took a glance at the photo on my small phone screen and the story evolved. What if it wasn’t real but a trompe-l’oeil of a terrible event that happened only months earlier. So I crafted my little fictional story and posted it. And then the comments started to come in and I discovered that it is indeed “street art graffiti on the front of that building in the seaside town of Swanage in Dorset, England.  I swear I had no idea, thinking it to be real remnants of a crash or explosion. Sometimes the truth is odder than fiction.


a hit and a miss

photo by Christopher Burns via Unsplash

The tennis court was littered with hundreds of balls.

“How long has he been at it?” asked an onlooker as Pete continued to execute perfect serves, one right after the other, each gliding smoothly over the net dropping just inside the baseline.

“All day, poor guy, I doubt he’ll ever get over the double fault that handed the win to his opponent at the National Championship!”

~kat

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge inspired by this photo by Christopher Burns via Unsplash.


Twittering Tale #67 – “The Tree” – 16 January 2018

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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 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.


Twittering Tale #66 “The Interview” – The Roundup

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Photo by Eddie Garcia on Unsplash

Starting us off…

An Interview with Mother Teresa

“How did you do it? How did you survive amidst so much suffering?”
She smiled, eyes twinkling, “Peace begins with a smile you know.”
In that moment peace washed over me.
She added, “I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.”
(278 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
There were people who loved Alexandra, and others who said she was abnormal. Nobody could ignore her calmness, and the serenity of her whole being.
The radiologist had put sick Alexandra’s  X-ray on display. It showed no body organs, just a shaft of bright light.
Was she human?
(278 characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan:
Tragedy struck today at The Science Expo. This photo captured the terrifying moment when Dr. Karen Roe, inventor of an invisibility serum, sat down on Hal Froom, founder of Shrinkray.com. A publicist for the famously roguish womaniser stated ‘It’s the way he would’ve wanted to go.’

From Leena at Soul Connection:
“Are You Not Scared Staying Alone Far Away From Family Surrounded By Strangers?”
“We Stop Getting Scared Once We Understand Monsters Are Not Outside, But Inside Our Head.”

From Hayley at The Story Files:
The chair stood alone as if being judged. A strange feeling of foreboding come over me as I was asked to sit. So much seemed balanced on the seat that I found it hard to settle down. The questions began and I clung to the chair as if it could save me.

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Interview with the Tao Te Ching
What is the Tao and how do we know if someone is imbued with its wisdom?
Tao Te Ching: The answer lies in your question
(Laughs) Surely not!
Tao Te Ching: “Those who possessed the attributes of the Tao did not seek to show them, and therefore they possessed them in fullest measure”
(279 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
Reporter:
Hello? Hello? Is anyone there?

Interviewee :
Yes, I’m here, sitting in front of the backdrop waiting for you.
Reporter:
OK. So how does it feel being the Invisible Man?
173 characters

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
“Sit down in that chair in front of the screen,” the photographer instructed. She did as she was told.
“Great. Now rest your hands on your lap, turn a little more to you right, hold your chin up, and put your shoulders back. Now give me a Mona Lisa smile.”
“Mona who?” she asked.
(277 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Lights blazed, men in suits looked formidable.
Where were you on the night of the tenth?
Home in bed.
Liar. We have ways of making you talk.
Gulp.
Bring me the thumb screws.
Gulp.
Answer my question.
Ok I did it, I killed Cock Robin.
I thought so. Lock him up.   
(252 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
You have 3 brothers
Yes
Do you see them often
Annually
Are you close
No
Care to elaborate
No
Can you tell me their whereabouts
Everywhere
They keep you busy
Yes
Who would you say has the hardest job?
Me
Really
Yes.
Why is that
I clear up their mess
Who works harder than you Death
Well possibly God

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes: (Can you guess who the interviewee is?)
Are you bitter?
Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
Wouldn’t it have been better to be like everybody else?
Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.
You’ve hit the bottom, how does it feel?
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Interview with Leonard Cohen
What shaped you as a poet and musician ?
My Lithuanian Jewish parents, my mother sang all the time. Their tradition shaped me as a bard
Favourite song Hallelujah ?
No Suzanne
Your guiding belief through a long career?
Touching others humanity with my own, being true to my soul.

From Alice at Alice Muses:
“What makes you good enough?”
“I… I make her laugh?”
“Are you asking me if you can make her laugh?”
“No, sir! I make her laugh and… ” the teenage boy paused for a few seconds, “she says that I make the best chocolate cake!”
“Well, I guess having a baker in the family is not too bad.”
(280 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
“So, Mrs Slaney, you taught Peter, and his sister, at age 10?”“Yes. I taught a lot of brothers and sisters over the years. Most were a pleasure to teach and really made great efforts.”“Can you remember what you wrote on his final report?”“What I always wrote, COULD DO BETTER!”
(279 characters)

Well, that was inspiring! There were some notable characters, as well and fond memories, a bit of mystery and whimsy. Thank you, everyone, for playing along with this challenge. This week is about a tree. But not just any tree. I’m not sure why it is remarkable, but I’m hoping you have an idea you would be willing to share with us. Remember, 280 characters or less…and you have a week to crack this mystery. Have fun! See you at the roundup! 🙂


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Photo by veeterzy at Pexels.com

The Wishing Tree

The tree can be found at the end of a well-worn path. Legend says that it grants the wishes of those brave enough to climb its fragile, ancient branches where a rare bloom grows. Most have failed. But wise seekers wait for the wind to swell, sending the petals gently fluttering.
(280 Characters)

~kat
A Moral Perhaps…Good things come to those who wait. 🙂