Tag Archives: 140 characters

Twittering Tale #29 – 9 May 2017

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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 Tale #28 – The Round-Up

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From Di at Pensitivity101

The noise was deafening as they flew to roost for the night.
It took less than five minutes, followed by total silence.
(118 characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses

Waiting to be unveiled,  a new canvas awaits,
Paint it bright with all your hues,
Never forget to enjoy the picture it creates.
(126 characters)

A bright beautiful day, sang the birds. Darn! these humans, is it only crackers they find to express their joy, cursing so they hid.
(133 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad

You ruined my shot.
She stamped her foot.
Sorry, had to sneeze.
Never again my one opportunity lost.
Come let’s follow the flock.
Oh, flock you.
(139 Characters)

From Lady Lee Manila

I long to fly in the sky
To soar up the cliffs with others
Cart me out to a world where I’m welcome
The absence of responsibilities and worries
(140 Characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less

#1
“Feed the birds, tuppence a bag;” flocks of pigeons took her back to childhood movies.
Or to her father’s rhyme about problematic flying cows. 
(142; 24)

#2
“Wing leader to Captain.”
“Roger.”
“Target 5 feet to right.”
“Roger that.”
“Flyers: presidential statue in range. Ready all bomb bay doors.” 
(139; 22)

From Reena at ReInventions

He had paid in advance for his terminally ill father’s funeral. He saw the birds from the plane window. Perhaps, a crow had died somewhere.
(139 characters)

From Through My Heart Web

Birds flying freely in the blue sky.Beautiful bondings, no cheating, no betraying. The captive Girl’s thought while watching them from window.
(140 Characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger

The remote campers enjoyed the view from the piney canyon. The skies abruptly filled with a cacophony of birds. Their eyes widened. FIRE!
137 Characters

From Dillon at Lost In the Transalation

To The Wind
Scattered to the wind,
Unknown where they are headed,
A mystery as to why,
Discover adventure,
Fly free, unbound…
109 Characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings

They rose into the air as one, disturbed by the moans and groans of the last human survivors. They so looked forward to the impending feast!
(140 characters)

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea

You cannot hear the flutter
And feel the wind beneath your wings
You cannot rise from the gutter
While crawling on your hands and knees
(132 characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words

I woke up…look round…but where are they…my view shifts to my laptop screen…the end credit of “The Birds” scrolling…what a dream…
(140 Characters)

…and starting us off my little tale…

“Damn-blasted birds! Making all that racket, crapping everywhere!”
Charlie shot straight up, but the only bird he hit was himself. Old fool!
139 Characters

Another great Round-Up y’all! I loved that some of you went to the dark side, while others took a more inspirational take on the photo. Thanks again for joining the challenge! This week I’m using one of my own photos. I have a Magic 8 Ball on my desk at work. Sometimes I like to flip it over without asking it a question first. (I also like to color outside the lines…) And once I get my “answer” I try to think of the question that the 8 Ball might be answering. Ok…yes I’m weird. So anyhoo, here are two pics I took of my mystical Magic 8 Ball. (Did you know there are 20 possible answers hidden in the dark window of a Magic 8 Ball? Now you do!) Your challenge this week…What’s the question? Or…the story that led to the question. You have 4 choices. Write a tale for one or all four. And of course, Have FUN! (and don’t forget to post your link in the comments so I can find you for next week’s round-up.)

Twittering Tale #29 – 9 May 2017

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“YES” It’s a sign! I’m overdue for a raise. It’s time to ask. One more flip of the 8 Ball, just to be sure.”VERY DOUBTFUL”? Ugh…Nevermind!
(140 Characters)


Twittering Tale #28 – 2 May 2017

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 Tale #27 – The Round-Up


From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less – 3 Tales!

She lingers in paint brushes. Her body, her scent haunts dreams. Her laughter lilts in air. Her bones bleach beneath his willow tree.
(134Characters; 24)

her sweet face
forever haunting
curve of back
reclining
beckoning his caresses
in their lover’s bed
(94 Characters; 16)

her body his blank canvas
muse for his
art
(40 Characters; 9)

From Reena at ReInventions

Hey, meeting you changed my life! It was easy to paint you in colors of my choice. Knowing you is a different ballgame altogether.
(130 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad

The more he revealed in the image the more real she became.
The eyes said it all.
They held him in awe.
He so loved the allure of that girl.
(138 characters)

From Lost in Translation

His heart was lost,
Not to the face,
He couldn’t recall,
But to her eyes,
Piercing
unforgiving,
Which would haunt him,
Now & forever…

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila

He raced back to his room to draw her face. He took his time, striking some flaws he made. He scored when he could read her. Ah, heaven!

From Willow at Willowdot21

He tried to erase the painting he could’nt bear to see her beauty. Jealousy and pride had driven him mad. No reprieve, acid was perminant.
( 138 Characters )

From Susmita at Uniquesus

He painted a face he dreamt off; each stroke moved by inspiration gave birth to a masterpiece. A mysterious beauty arousing ample emotions.
( 139 characters )

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger

This was by far his hardest commission. Amongst tubes, beeps, and shallow breaths, his chalks revealed the lovely face under the acid burns.

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses

The same dream .Yet again, it didn’t take him farther than her eyes. Could it be his mother he’d barely known?
(112 characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words

he rubs off his “past” before eyeball comes up…period…a cigarette and a whiskey peg…and then he on to portray another new “past”…

From Nicola at Sometimes Stellar Storyteller

He woke to her unfamiliar face dancing across his memory. He drew her quickly, his charcoal possessed. He would enjoy killing this one.

From Through My Heartweb at Soul Connection

Memory Lost, but when I close eyes face appears. Smiling, Blowing Kisses, Twinkling Eyes. In my heart, now on my wall. Love meant to stay Forever.

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings

Her body fast dissolving in the cellar, he was now determined to obliterate every last trace of her. The accusing gaze mocked his efforts!
(139 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog

Woke from his coma, memory blank.
Who am I alone in the world ?
Just draw – a face – I know it –
it’s my lover

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea

She was supposed to be his Love, his Muse, his Art.
But she left. Objectification hurt.
Maybe ’twas the same mistake Petrarch made with Laura.
(140 characters)

And I discovered a Twitter Twittering Tale @PJTemple

If only he could see her again. But there was a way, through memory, through caress of a brush, he whispered life into her again. 

Starting us out, here was mine

He never forgot her face. They met at the cafe. Only once. He spent the rest of his life drawing the woman he might have known.
(130 Characters)

What a wonderful gallery of tales you all painted. We touched on so many emotions with this prompt. From lost love and romance to mystery and intrigue. There were even a few tales of horror in the mix. Well done everyone!

This week I’m really excited to see what you come up with. Another great photo from Pixabay.com, I think there are several stories to tell. Have fun! I’ll see you here next week!

Twittering Tale #28 – 2 May 2017


“Damn-blasted birds! Making all that racket, crapping everywhere!”

Charlie shot straight up, but the only bird he hit was himself. Old fool!

~kat


Twittering Tales #27 – 25 April 2017

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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 #26 – The Roundup

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Photo from Pixabay

From Reena at ReInventions:

Do you fear that followers will catch up, or will you give them an opportunity? The acceleration speed shows the Leadership Quotient.
(133 characters)

From Lost In Translation 79:

Thunderous roar of the pavement below,
Throttle on full with no fear,
Grinding of teeth with baggage In tow,
The objects in mirror disappear…
(138 Characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
It’s always prudent not to be lost in the past, but it doesn’t do any harm to take a step back and view the broader perspective.
(129 Characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:

The view with the wing mirror is a time annominally. The past is following us, the future approaches yet we are here now. Where are we really.
(140 Characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:

Lane assist, self-breaking, computer, gps, blue tooth.
Car virtually drives itself.
Look, no hands on the wheel
and no proble . . . .
(132) (18.5)

From Michael at Morpethroad:

Reflective perspective
Makes for a fascinating discovery
Is it coming at you?
Will it collide with you?
A flash and it’s gone
You breathe again.
(140 characters)

From Gayl at Gayl S Wright:

No Turning Back
No turning back now
We said our goodbyes and left
Never to return
Oh, how they pleaded
The danger will be too great
Our minds were made up
(133 characters)

A Sad Departure
The lights of the town faded as we pulled farther away.
The fire had destroyed everything. With tears in our eyes we drove into the unknown.
(140 characters)

A New Adventure
Everyone cheered and wished us well. Leaving the city
behind us, we headed out for the adventure of a lifetime! What secrets would we find?
(139 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

After driving 24-hours straight, Tim’s paranoia would not stop. The barren desert flew by his windshield, but when he looked in the mirror…

From Francine at Woman Walks Max:

He’s behind us, he’s catching up.
Dad said “You marry that boy over my dead body”.
Didn’t believe him. Go faster, gotta get to the church
before Dad.
(146 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

On reflection I knew the twins were safer now than they’d ever been. Their father too! I wound down the window and tossed the 3 empty cases.
(140 characters)

From John at BroadsidesDotMe:

I want to break free, On the long and winding road, looking back in anger at the fading lights.
(95 Characters)

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:

By sunset I’d reached the border. The traffic thinned as the road climbed towards the mountains. On the other side, a new life was waiting.
(139 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:

Seatbelt on, clutch, mirror, indicate, off we go. Turn right, got to emphasise that I’m looking at my side mirror, then indicate. All good!
(139 Characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:

Past is the reflection…present now, the moving car…future is the headlighted gray road, traffic, indicators…the distant horizon…
(136 words)

From susmitamukherjeea at Uniquesus

Adieu
As I passed the town to settle elsewhere I looked back despondently in the rear view mirror. “If it weren’t for this darn job”, I sighed.
(138 characters)

From Patty @pjtemple (from Twitter)

Maniacal was that terrible thing in that one still moment. But now that it’s passed I release a cautious sigh.

and my tale:

“Do you see them?”
“No…I think we’ve finally lost them. Just a few more miles.”
“Then what?”
“We may never know. Look ahead. They’re coming.”
(140 Characters)

I found so many of this week’s tales on the “reflective” side. 😉 Hee hee! Another great round of diverse ideas and thoughts. Some of you definitely had me thinking and guessing and cruising! Thanks to everyone who came along for the ride last week. On to the next photo challenge. What’s happening here? Who is this woman? Who is the artist? Just a simple transaction…or something more? Send me a tweet and have fun! 🙂

Twittering Tale #27 – 25 April 2017

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Photo from Pixabay

He never forgot her face. They met at the cafe. Only once. He spent the rest of his life drawing the woman he might have known.
(130 Characters)

kat


Twittering Tales #26 – 18 April 2017

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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 #25 – The Roundup

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Door Sign from Pixabay.com

From Michael at Morpethroad:

My Songs
I was disappointed with no entry.
They had played my songs.
Their interpretations fascinated me.
I was flattered by their vocal renditions.
(137 characters)

From Lost in Translation79:

And so it begins…
I stood there with baited breath, the crowd restless. I closed my eyes absorbing this moment, because you only have this once…
(126 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila

Let us get through
We’ve got passes
To see the Band live
After their show
Special privilege
Couldn’t believe our luck
We’re now groupies, yay!
(136 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:

The Final Scene

It was time to don the disguise robes. The mission had to be accomplished today by the suicide bomber. Both success and failure meant death.
(140 characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:

Come One, Come All
Why is it restricted entry? Why don’t they put up, “Come one, come all, Laugh till you fall!” After all joy is always to be multiplied.
(137 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:

We’ll Be In Touch
Booed off stage talentless bands are pushed to this door. Saves paying their fee—it opens onto a disused lift shaft.
(116 Characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less

Pyrotechnics
Cynthia wondered if anyone bothered to leave their ego at the door. Last night’s fireworks weren’t a planned part of the performance.
(133 Characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:

I could not believe I was denied access.
It was just a local talent contest!
The oldest was 9, the youngest 6, and I was their mother!
(134 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

Ray Sr. stood before the closed door, confused. His rheumy eyes glanced over at his son. “Come on dad, you’ll have fun. For old-time’s sake.”
(141 Characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:

Legend
I’ve saw him s’where…where, I can’t recollect now….
the old legend looks at the sign and then at the woman…he sigh…his last breath…
(140 characters)

From Bobby at Bobby Fairfield:

On the other side lies fame and fortune or a very rapid descent into oblivion. Let’s do it boys.
(96 Characters)

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:

I used to go to every gig, years ago.
His eyes would always find me in the crowd, then later we’d…
Would he even remember? I knocked.
(132 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

You’re banned, not band! Despite dressing as pirates and carrying guitars, Gilbert and Sullivan failed to get past the doorman at the Savoy.
(140 characters)

not one tale but two with a clue…

I’ve been outside the door for 3 days now, waiting for the superstar Kat to come out. I’ll just have to make do with leaving this note behind. Hope she finds it!

From Milton John at Broadsidesdotme:

On the set of the “Titanic” we received due respect.
(52 Characters)

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea:

Finally Famous
With a new lead singer, our popularity peaked. Critics praised us, concerts were sold out.
But was fame worth leaving a part of us behind?
(137 characters)

And starting it off…my take:

People called us an overnight sensation. If they only knew how many dives, we played to get here. Wouldn’t a had it any other way.
(130 Characters)

Loved the variety this week you all! We had has-beens and wanna-be’s groupies and stage moms, a few curtain calls, a nautical twist of view, song pirates and pyrotechnics. Thanks everyone for playing along this week. You’ll find this week’s photo prompt below. What tales are hidden in this rear view mirror?  Hope to see you at next week’s round up!

Twittering Tale #26 – 18 April 2017

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Photo from Pixabay

“Do you see them?”
“No…I think we’ve finally lost them. Just a few more miles.”
“Then what?”
“We may never know. Look ahead. They’re coming.”
(140 Characters)


Twittering Tales #25 – 11 April 2017

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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 #24 – The Roundup

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“Boats” from Pixabay.com

From Reena at ReInventions
Deeply disappointed is the romantic me
When my heart goes aflutter in the depth of the sea,
they kill imagination, these guys with long hair.
(140 characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses
One final dip. The pains of relocating.He was to cut it short,  what use was his mane of hair, when there was no sea to sink into?
134 characters

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less
One final dip. The pains of relocating.He was to cut it short,  what use was his mane of hair, when there was no sea to sink into?
134 characters

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes
Shaggy-haired, the head emerged, faintly kelp green. I waited for it to turn, to see the swimmer’s face. The air chilled. That was the face.

From Di at Pensitivity101
Oh how she yearned to be aboard.
But this world was not for her.
Mermaids exist beneath the water, not above it.
110 characters

From Martin at Martin Cororan
The siren spotted the sailor on the deck of his boat.
‘Look at that rippling torso,’ she sang. ‘It’ll be weeks before I need to eat again!’
(137 characters).

From Susmitamukherjee at Uniquesus
It was hot and sultry. The cool water seemed tempting. The hippie jumped off board without a thought. “But oh! he hardly knew how to swim.”
(140 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila
summon the muses
to the cool ocean for bliss
such delight to date
summer breeze is fun
swimming to my heart’s content
frolic in the sea

From Michael at Morpethroad
Mutiny was not tolerated.
She was made walk the plank.
Bobbing to the surface as they cheering sailed away
She noticed the shadow and fin.

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words
Ichthyander swims up the water. He looks behind–the island, his home, at the distant; he looks forward– the ship of Pedro Surita waiting for him.
(140 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings
Sights lined up.
Ready.
Fire.
Torpedo away.
Enemy destroyed.
Return to base.
The wig over the viewing bubble of the mini sub was a great idea!
(140 characters)

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea
The pirate ship shrieked.
Governor’s men could taste their victory.
They were unaware that she, pirates’ secret ally, was waiting for her cue.
(140 characters)

From Kirst at Kirst Writes
Cocktails on the yacht. All afternoon his fat hands pawing at her. That damn dress clinging in the sticky heat. The water felt like freedom.
(140 characters)

and here was mine
Lara’s husband and that tramp of his were on board. She set the bomb to go off just as the fireworks started. “Happy Independence Day Baby!”
(140 Characters)

Awesome tales everyone! I always love the diversity of your entries. Taking a break from the nautical theme this week. See what you can do with this week’s photo prompt from Pixabay.com. Oh, I’m sure this door has tales to tell! 🙂

Twittering Tale #25 – 11 April 2017

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Door Sign from Pixabay.com

People called us an overnight sensation. If they only knew how many dives, we played to get here. Wouldn’t a had it any other way.

(130 Characters)