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September 5, 2017

Twittering Tale #48 – 5 September 2017

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 #47 – The Roundup

Loved your tales this past week. Several of you took a stroll down memory lane, relived childhood play and recalled some of the interesting things we did with marbles…like frying them to make them crackle. Thanks, Ghost, for that memory. I had forgotten all about crackling marbles. As always a few of you took an inspirational approach…and there were a few that just plain made me chuckle…and blush! Thanks again for joining the challenge. Here’s the Round-up. Be sure to visit you fellow tweeter’s blogs!

Photo by David Estebanez at Pixabay.com

Starting us off, here’s mine:
I heard he lost his marbles!
Yeah. That mibster was fudging. He knuckled down, knocked his aggies out and even took his taw for keepsies.
(137 Characters)

From Reena at Reinventions:
The glass artist said marble collections inspired him.
“Ur take on the stained glass deceptions painted on canvas?”
“The artist has grown up.”
(140 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
My dad’s better than your dad.
He isn’t, my dad never fudges.
Neither does mine, he’s round to go round.
My dad will beat your dad.
Bet cha.

From Di at Pensitivity101:
‘I found these for you Grampy as Nan said you lost yours years ago.’
The old boy smiled toothlessly, his eyes alight.
‘Wonderful! Let’s play!’
(140 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Glass Cat’s Eye marbles for sale. Various sizes and shapes. Great for kids and collectors. These gems will go fast, so don’t miss out.
(134 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Mirror glass and colours shine
All reflections and fractals entwine
Rolling swift across the floor
Bowling graded balls of glass
Lovely childhood memories for sure
Even ground or sloping hill, Tarmac or grass
Super special best game of marvellous marbles

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manilla:
Memories of youth
My happiness
Naive in the world
I wanted simple things
Ate ice – cream
Played hide-and-seek
Played catch , marbles , yoyo
My past
(140 characters)

From Deepika at Deepika’s Ramblings:
We are similar to humans and come in different colors, sizes and textures, just like them. The difference being, we believe in transparency.
140 characters

From Leena at Soul Connection:
“Mom Look Wht I Found,MARBLE!”
She Took,Closed One Eye n Held It 2wrds Sun.Smile Carved On Her Sad Face.
Childhood Memories Nvr Fail To Do Dat.

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
As we played, one marble rolled away and disappeared into a hole
in the wall. I bent low to see and sat up in shock; an
eyeball stared back.
(140 Characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Kat’s photo prompt this week is of a cluster of shiney new marbles. Led me to think about Britain’s colonial past, would you believe ?
UK Envoy We have marbles for you
Greek Curator You mean THE Marbles
U E Er yes
G C The Elgin marbles you stole from us
U E Look at these lovely marbles truly gems in glass

From GhostMMNC at TeleportingWeena:
“Coming of Age in Marble Land”
“Don’t be scared, little ones,” said Mama Marble
“The skillet is very hot, but you’ll love the icy bath afterwards,
and you’ll be beautiful.”
Character count = 139

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
Hey buddies! I am bored sitting here . Kids these days, just don’t let go their gadgets. I yearn for the good old days of play time and fun!
Letter count : 140

From Edwin at Edwin’s Journal:
A Round Marble,
Once it was fun, loaded to the fullest
A Game, I wished to play, forever enjoy
But now, a thing of nostalgic feelings

From Kirst at KirstWrites:
Every step echoed across the bare floor. Holding a box of broken toy cars and faded drawings, he closed the door for the last time.
(131 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
For those of a delicate disposition READ NO FURTHER.
These are what they used to get the right dangle.
The scar is fast disappearing so you can hardly notice!
Bollocks, I do so miss them though!
(139 characters)
TOO LATE!

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
Dad, Mom, my siblings were relaxing in our box.
The naughty kids picked us to play a game.
Can’t these humans be on their play-stations?
139 characters.

From Adnil on Facebook:
Marbles nudged by soaked red mittens. Little holes in the frozen white snow. Ad hoc rules of innocence. Spoils of “victory” still make the ❤ smile.

Twittering Tale #48 – 5 September 2017

It’s time for a coffee break. So tell me, is this a secret rendevous, a business meeting, a favorite study nook, a blind date, deep conversation, an argument, a meet up with an old friend? There are so many possibilities! Coffee shops have become the dime store “diners” of our time. (If you don’t know what a dime store diner is…or for that matter a dime store…they were the meet and greet places back in the day…I’m talking 1950’s-60’s with daily “Blue Plate Specials” on the menu. So, my fellow tweeters, brew me a tale of 140 or less. Have fun! I’ll see you at next week’s roundup!

Coffee Shop from “Free Images” on Pixabay.com

“Get whatever Gramps. I’m payin’.”

“A coffee, please.”

“Decaf? Dark roast? Cream? Soy? Sugar or…?

“Good god! COFFEE! Black. Do you have that?

(140 Characters)

~kat

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September 2, 2017

Mental

By Kat Myrman

Mental

The pyramids he built had magical powers, sharpening his used razor blades while happy-sad Jesus watched from a frame on the wall.

Then he dismantled the family car, replicating a Chilton’s Manual diagram on the driveway.

He often argued with a gun barrel. It had the last word eventually, silencing the voices.

~kat

A word about this week’s 52 Words in 52 Weeks Story. The prompt was “pyramids”.

When most people think of “pyramids” they think of the ancient wonders in Egypt. When I hear the word “pyramid” it triggers memories of my dad and one of his many obsessions.

No one noticed the signs, or if they did they didn’t say, because we didn’t talk about mental illness back then. People suffered in silence, or self medicated with alcohol like my dad. He may very well have been a genius, but he was also bat-shit crazy. I loved him dearly; he terrified me. He was the “monster” of my childhood nightmares.

So I’m stepping up on my soapbox for a moment. Mental illness is not a weakness or embarrassment. We need to talk about it. For heaven’s sake, if you or someone you love is suffering, get help. There is help to be found. There is no one like you. Really. No one like you.

And if writing about this can help save just one person from my dad’s fate, it will have been worth pouring my heart out on this page….

11 Comments | tags: 52 Words, Challenge, digital art, Flash Fiction, mental illness, pyramids, suicide, word prompt | posted in 52 Words, Challenges and Writing Prompts, Digital Art & Photos, Flash Fiction, Life Lessons, Random Thoughts and Musings, Social Issues, Spirituality

August 31, 2017

Speckled Monsters

By Kat Myrman

“Come along now Bertie,” ‘Lisbeth lilted, hoping to mask the inconsolable grief and horror that gripped her heart, “your princess chariot awaits!”

“Smallpox,” the doctor had whispered after examining the child earlier that day. “We must transport her to the island straight away.”

“Where are we going, mama?” Bertie asked as she lay in her mother’s embrace.

“To a beautiful castle my darling girl, where you can rest and get well.”

But Bertie, as her mother feared, would succumb days later, a prisoner of the castle, its moated barrier meant to contain speckled monsters like her behind its crenelated parapets.

~kat

A 100-word historic dramatization for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge. It is inspired by the above photo by Roger Bulltot.

When I researched the photo, I discovered that this place is the modern-day view of the ruined remains of the Smallpox Hospital in New York City. Located on the southernmost tip of Roosevelt Island, formerly known as Blackwell Island, and surrounded on all sides by the East River, it was designed by architect James Renwick, Jr.

Renwick is famous for designing other notable gothic structures, including St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City and the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, DC.

Stereoscopic photograph of the original Smallpox Hospital building

From 1856 until 1875, the small 100-bed facility served as the city’s small pox asylum treating about 7,000 patients a year. After some additions to the structure, it became a nurse’s school before being abandoned altogether in the 1950’s.

In 1972 it was listed on the National Register of Historic Places, and in 1980 it was added to the New York State Register of Historic Places. Read more about the Smallpox Hospital HERE.

“Speckled Monster” is a nickname coined in England and attributed to the formal name of the Smallpox virus, Variola, which is derived from the Latin word varius, meaning “spotted”.

33 Comments | tags: 100 Words, Challenge, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, historic dramatization, Photo Prompt | posted in 100 and Under, Challenges and Writing Prompts, Flash Fiction

August 29, 2017

Twittering Tales #47 – 29 August 2017

By Kat Myrman

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 Tales #46 – The Roundup

Photo from Pexels.com

I started this round off inspired by the eclipse. But you all took the challenge to infinity and beyond! Some of your tales were other worldly, focused on faraway frontiers and others were deep, introspective…to that other final frontier, if you know what I mean! I am so amazed at the variety of impressions that flow from a single photo. Bravo, everyone! And thank you for playing this week.

My twittering tale:
“Where’s the lens filter?”
“I thought YOU packed it!”
“Great! This trip is ruined!”
“Mom, Dad, look!”
“Wow. Look at that.”
“Let’s take a selfie.”
(140 Characters)

From Reena at Reinventions:

“This really fascinates me.”
“What? People staying away from work?”
“No. It is the only time good people wait for the dark shadows to appear.”
(140 characters)

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:

“All our misfortunes will be overshadowed courtesy this auspicious eclipse, Ana.”
“Face them, they disappear, John. Enjoy the eclipse”
137 characters

From Martin at Martin Corcoran:

When Women Rule the Earth:
I call this one: ‘Men argue over who has the best camera whilst woman takes epic photo.’ And this one’s: ‘Men miss Bigfoot flying UFO…and…’
140 Characters

From Di at Pensitivity101:

“CUT!
Pull the sun back up, I forgot to take the lens cap off.”
62 characters

and…Di had a busy previous week so here’s her entry for TT #45:

“This undercover stuff sucks”, thought Sid.
At least he didn’t get Bert’s assignment as Grandma.
95 characters

From Deepika at Deepika’s Ramblings:

A challenge to the participants, “Shadow and light”. Who’s in?
Open aperture, focus, and shoot ! The best picture shall be published in the next months digital express magazine.
139 characters

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflections:

Thanks Dad for the camera. Your thoughtful birthday gift won me the first prize at a photography contest, beamed Adi! This was my entry!
Character Count: 139

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:

They told us that we could take photographs from this ridge. It was beautiful until the intense heat and wind from the blast overtook us.
(137 characters)

From Bobby at Writing, Events, Competitions and Even Some Self-Penned Bits:

Everyone was waiting for this once in a generation experience, the rebirth of the Phoenix.
89 characters

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:

Forget the eclipse, I can see molten lava coming out of a deep abyss in the hillside. Is this normal? Is it the Day of Judgement? Quick let’s cook the burghers!

From Leena at Soul Connection:

Every1 Exctd Here,Lets Join Dem
Every Evng Sun Cvrs Nature In Btfl Black Shadow,2day His Turn
Haha Yea,Btfl Phenomna,It Brngs Negtvty Is Myth.

From Willow at WillowDot21:

The sun came up, so did the ants.
They crawled up legs and bit us in our pants.
Who decided we should use this spot
Just to get the sunrise shot.
(142 Characters)

From Edwin at Edwin’s Journal:

“Why are we here, dad?”
“Son, I’m here to shoot the precise moment, when the sun kisses the horizon. It’s always been my lifelong dream.”

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:

Many light years away, here I strike a pose as though catching him or am I deluded by my power?
A loud guffaw, I’m but a minuscule.
128 characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

They gathered round the creature in awe, having come from afar to worship. Its eight limbs were silhouetted in the light of the ship’s glow.
(140 characters)

Twittering Tales #47 – 29 August 2017

This week’s photo prompt is MARBLES! I am thinking there are a few stories here. Avid collectors, gamers, CRAZY people…haha. As always, the most important thing is to enjoy the process. You have a week to come up with 140 characters! Knuckle down my fellow mibsters…no fudging allowed. (I’m afraid I’m giving my tale away, but oh well. This is just too fun!)