About the challenge:  Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less.

If you accept the challenge, 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 us a new prompt.

Have Fun!

Twittering Tales #23…the Drone – The Round Up

Drone – Photo From Pixabay.com

Zoom! It flew past, Am I being filmed? The tigress gave a resounding roar and struck an elegant pose.
124 characters

From Michael at Morpethroad
My neighbour sunbaked nude
For many years in complete privacy.
My drone flies over, hovers, then swivels
sending images to make my eyes pop.
(137 Characters)

From susmitamukherjee at Uniqueses
Treasure hunt
His drone zoomed near old Miss Maple’s window where she was found cautiously taking out the contents of her casket. “Oh! jolly,” cried he.
(140 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes
Twitterer shrieked a last visual mayday message before Eagle’s talons crunched through its body & dropped the mangled machine in disgust.
(137 Characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101
Is it a bird or a plane? the mixed flock asked.
Absolutely no idea, Said Owl.
But that flat top makes great target practice!
(122 characters)

What did you see…I asked. Cuckoo…she scrawl. I sigh. Neither you’re blind nor am mute…she scribbled on my palm. The drone again flew.
(139 Characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan
“We can confirm that the suspect was neutralized in a drone strike. The drone sent compromising photos to his wife and she emasculated him.”  
(140 characters)

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^% )( *) (* ) )*^ % $ +_(_) ( *@ #~> <!+_ &^ % $ £”! &^%$£”! “£$%^ &*()_!

Translated

Come in mother ship,
Got you drone.
We’ve got less than a 100 year before the next mass extinction, then were moving in, for now lets go home.
140 characters

From Reena at ReInventions
Gone are the days, when actors hung from helicopters, with songs to capture the attention of their love. You are being stalked, darling….
(137 characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less
He was never invited to parties as he tended to drone on and on about nothing interesting. So, he went via his drone spy camera.
(128 Characters)

From Kirst at Kirst Writes
Growing the hedge hadn’t worked. Folks were still spying on him. Why were they so interested? He aimed his best assault rifle at the drone.
(140 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger
The excited boys launched their school project drone. Seconds after the video came in, they realized their error in camera placement. DOH!
(138 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings
The skies were full of hero’s! Prices from £150 up to well over £3,000. Not quite like during the blitz though! They were real heroes.
(136 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walking Max
Church Brothers agree: our flock has strayed, they have lost the path. Duty calls us to gather them into the fold. We need data
(100 characters)

and mine…
After the coup each person was assigned a tracking drone. Privacy was a novel concept from the past, hidden in the footnotes of history.
(131 Characters)

Twittering Tale #24

“Boats” from Pixabay.com

About the challenge:  Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less.

If you accept the challenge, 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 us a new prompt.

Have Fun! 

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Twittering Tales #21 – The Round Up

Photo by Pixabay.com

Last week’s tales are fabulous! We even had a few new folks join us. Who knew that antique typewriter had so many stories to tell? Apparently you all did! Thank you to everyone who added their voice to the conversation.

From Michael at Morpethroad

If only, if only,
that one elusive word.
willing it to leap out
I know it’s on the tip of my tongue.
I wonder, could it be?
Darling, I need you!
(139 Characters)

From Nicola at Sometimes Stellar Storyteller

Horror-scope
The typing started at 11:58pm. It stopped at sunrise. Some found my luck unnerving, some mind-boggling. My morning preface never let me down
(140 Characters)

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea

She typed, sighed, and crumpled another paper. The typewriter wanted to sigh, too. It could tell her what to write, if only it could speak.
(140 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila

One simple word that shouldn’t be taken for granted. Once that is lost, it will never be the same again. The ground for respect – TRUST!
(136 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings

It starts with one word
which nobody heard.
’twas typed by a ghost
and sent in the post.
The ghost, a poor sinner
was hailed as the winner!
(135 Characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes

Hemingway, in the heavenly Writers’ Corner, sullenly one-finger types, shooting murderous glances at the newbies with their Mac Books.
(134 Characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan Blog

Every morning the same missive: “Is that you Jimmy? I know you poisoned me! Goddammit! Why couldn’t I have possessed something with Wi-Fi?”
(139 characters)

From Kirst at Kirst Writes

each letter a clatter
word follows word
aching fingers growing stronger
stories gradually getting longer
word after word after word
(130 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101

Writer’s block.
Everyone gets it.
Inspiration would come through sleep.
When she awoke, the prompt was there.
(106 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger

As punishment for texting in class I was told to sit down and finish the sentence. I couldn’t find the return key.
(114 Characters)

From Mick from Mick E Talbot Poems

GUILTY
it caught him out
forensic evidence
it was the type
the crime plagiarism
his words not my typing
case now closed
he got done for swiping
not typing
(140 characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words

A missile impacted somewhere nearby. The flame of the candle quiver. She needs to complete the next episode to earn bread for few more days.
(139 Characters)

From Patty on Twitter @pjstemple

She warned she’d speak. He laughed as if to challenge her. She relished the feel of the keys as she typed the first word: Abuse
(127 Characters)

From Reena at Reinventions

It starts with one word – dreams. It grows into ambition, success, greed, obsession or crime. The end depends on how the world reacts to it.
(140 characters)

From Bikergurl

If only you’d write the words to set me free. Instead, you allow me to languish without you in obscurity – longing only for your touch.
(135 characters)

From Carol at Writing and Works

It started with one word. What it was exactly, I can’t remember. The world perhaps. The universe? This? Us? All of it from one, little word.
[140 characters]

From Lorraine at 25 Words More or Less, two very different tales.

It starts with one word, whispered. More words, voices create hateful sentences, paragraphs of lies. Fiction becomes fact; untruths become real. (142) [21]

Ancient artifact captures the imagination of an inquisitive child. Taloned green fingers tap rhythmically on rusted keys. (120) [17]

From Deek The Cool Bookworm at Jot the Thought

He found the old typewriter in an attic. He began writing. As his name features on the bestseller’s list, his grandfather beams from above.
(139 characters)

From The Grateful Dead

It starts with one word…it ends with one too. LOVE – a complete story in itself.
(82 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walking Max

“Horror-scope”
Madame Clair Voyant ” for you I see woes, money troubles, your home gone. Georgina ” George the bailiffs are outside! ”
(96 characters)

From Julia at Trailing Something

I write what people tell me, whether that comes from their hearts, souls, minds, or a God above. I don’t know why or what point I’m making.
(139 Characters)

And from me

The former owner of the old house was a writer. Ten years after his death he finished his novel. The author’s name? Ghostwriter, of course!
(139 Characters)
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Twittering Tale #22 – 21 March 2017

I can spend hours looking at photos for the prompt each week. Eventually I know I’ve found “the one” when I keep going back to it. That’s how it was with this week’s photo from pexels.com. I love the bright, mismatched clothing that this old woman is wearing. She is very spring-like. Or maybe she’s a witch or an angel or just a crazy old bird lady. Who is she? What’s in that satchel she’s carrying? Where is she going or coming from? Help me solve the mystery with your twittering tale this week. I have to warn you though. You may find that you have more to say about her than a tweet allows. I know I did. But remember you only have 140 characters to bring her story to life. Most of all, have fun. I can’t wait to read your stories. 😊

Photo from pexels.com

My Take…

Eternity’s Midwife (Dedicated to some compassionate Hospice volunteers I have known.<3)

Miss Nellie had a way with birthin’. “Laboring takes long as it takes,” she’d say. When time came she’d sigh, “go on now, heaven’s awaitin.”
(140 Characters)

~kat