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Twittering Tales #89 – 19 June 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 #88 – The Roundup

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Photo by Free-Photos at Pixabay

Starting us off…
Dreamcatcher
“Put it near your bed,” she told me. After months of nightmares I was willing to try anything.
For the first time I slept peacefully. Was it the dreamcatcher? I wondered. As I watched it sway in the breeze, I saw something drifting from its feathers. My nightmares fading to dust.
(279 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Freedom?
I threw away the hanging monstrosity, with all the remnants of memories that hurt. The demons live only in my imagination.
You left my world long ago, and I don’t exist where you live.
Is it forgiveness or freedom?
(212 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Dream
requiem for a dream
when nothing goes to plan
waiting for next chance
through the darkness
a vision of hope comes out
the sun shines bright
(134 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Tales of the Dreamcatcher
“What is that thing?” she asked.
“It’s a dream catcher. It protects you from bad dreams and nightmares. It catches all sorts of dreams and thoughts into its webs. The good ones pass through and gently slide down the feathers to comfort you. The bad ones are caught and destroyed.”
(279 characters)

From Piyali from Piyali’s Blogs:
Broken ‘n’ Lost
The old dreamcatcher, hanging from the leaf-less branch of a barren tree in my granny’s garden, was always an object of intrigue to me. Once, as a little girl, I had wished only for beautiful dreams. But now, all I want it to do for me is to mend what’s broken and lost forever.
278 characters

From Hayley at The Story Files a longer story that you can read HERE.

From Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
It Didn’t Work
Annie told her grandma of the monster that came in her room every night after her mom left for her job at the hospital.
“This will stop them,” her grandma said, hanging a dream catcher over her bed, kissing her goodnight.
It was supposed to keep the monsters away. It didn’t.
274 Characters

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Dreamcatcher
I won’t have it in our room. There’s no place for superstition in this house she yelled throwing it out of the window. Her mood was intensified by her lack of sleep due to the nightmares. He retrieved the dreamcatcher and hung it in the loft above her bed. The nightmares stopped
(280 Characters)

From The Dark Netizen:
This one is doing its job perfectly. It captures all the dreams – good and bad.
It has served me well all these years and was the only reason I can sleep tight at night. Each dream seen in this city is captured and stored. I need all of them.
I tend to get hungry before I sleep.
Character Count: 279

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Dreamcatcher
I wake in a cold sweat.
Breathing heavily, shaking from the nightmare.
I heard myself shouting: Get away!
I’m disorientated momentarily.
A big black dog was on my bed. I pushed it off and it growls as it leaves.
Up above the dreamcatcher hangs.
I hope it hasn’t caught this one.

From Deb at Twenty Four:
What you doing?
Creating something to help people
Help people do what?
I don’t know … inspire them, make them believe
You think feathers will make people believe?
Well they won’t hurt, will they?
What you going to call it?
Dunno.
Call it a dream catcher … it will work in your dreams.
(280 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
The winner – A damaged dream    To view The Winner – click here.
“Any good ones today?”
“Usual sort of stuff. Falling in love, monsters under the bed. Some really sexy ones too. Want to look?”
“What’s that one at the back? Looks kinda damaged to me!”
“Yea. Looks like some guy dreaming of winning a competition, but it seems to be fire damaged!”
(278 characters)

From Anurag at Jadahdilmein:
The Freedom Fighter
The rising sun filled my heart with dread.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I looked at my formidable enemy once again, and knew I didn’t stand a chance. But I had to try and rescue my family from his clutches.
“For freedom,” I shouted, as I charged headlong into the dreamcatcher.
276 characters. PHEW!

From Indhu at Always:
The Vision
She stepped out of the tarot reader’s shop. She wanted to believe every word, yet, wasn’t sure. Anyway, she bought the dream catcher and tied it on the window closer to her bed.
She could still hear the reader’s words, “Dream you could recall in the morning will come true!”
<273 Characters>

From Deepa at SynchWithDeep:
Dreams Reborn!
Standing at the intersection, I had to decide.
One road leads to home where I lived, reminding me of the tough past.
The other side was my dreams, a life waiting for me.
Dear world, you crush thousands of dreams every day and allow twice as many to be born!(260 characters)

Thank you to everyone who wove a tale for last week’s dreamcatcher photo. I must say they were positively “dreamy”. HeeHee. 🙂

This week, is a photo of an empty shell by Mabel Amber at Pixabay.com. Now, you could go all jurassic with this (the latest Jurassic Park film opens here in the States this weekend, so advertisements are flooding the airways), or you could take a philosophical approach. You could answer that age old question, “which came first?” You know the one I mean. At any rate if you decide to join the challenge this week, be sure to have fun with it. And remember 280 characters or less. I’ll see you at next week’s round-up.


Twittering Tales #89 – 19 June 2018

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Photo by MabelAmber at Pixabay.com

“What kind of bird do you think it was?”
“Whatever it was, it was huge! Look at the size of that shell. It’s big as a football!”
“Maybe it wasn’t a bird?!”
“Stop!!! You’re creeping me out.”
“Well, don’t look behind us then. I think I just figured out what was inside!”
(268 Characters)

~kat


The Crime Scene

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photo by Hans Vivek via Unsplash

It was more than a “clean up on aisle 3” type of request which is why the police were called and the sanitation crew ordered to wait outside for their arrival.

This was the 10th time in as many months that they had been called to the Utopia Night Club on Main to clean up the mess, interestingly, always the day following a full moon.

It was particularly gruesome and troubling that splattered everywhere was not the usual animal blood, but human.

~kat

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by photo by Hans Vivek via Unsplash.


Final 52 Words

This is the final entry for Sacha Black’s Writespiration 52 Weeks in 52 Words with the prompt: This week share the last 52 words you wrote on your current WIP.  Since I am not currently working on a novel and this blog is my forum, I am taking the last 52 words I posted which encompasses two posts…the ending of a story and a senryu. Miraculously, I didn’t need to break up a sentence or a line to put it together! I thought that was quite serendipitous and the perfect ending to this challenge, if not a bit weird…which I LOVE! 😉

I may have to continue on my own as I have become quite fond of the 52 word story. 🙂 Thanks Sacha for hosting this challenge in 2017!

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This is a combination of the photos featured on my last two posts.

One by one they died until no one was left.

That’s right. There were no survivors. As a result, there was no one to give alms to The Scarlet Temple with a Cracked Facade…and ultimately, no more harvests.

“I” is an Illusion.

The End.

novel ideas
through perspicacity’s eyes
are rarely unique

~kat


#No Cookies For Santa

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Photo by ponce_photography at Pixabay.com

Breaking News: In a shocking turn of events, brave Mommies everywhere are speaking out and refusing Santa’s lewd advances. No more kisses! We have known about Santa’s naughty behavior for years, and it is believed thousands of children have been traumatized, but now the Mommies are fighting back. #No Cookies for Santa.

52 Words Exactly for Sacha’s 52 Weeks 52 Words Writespiration Challenge #50. This weeks prompt:  Write about how Santa ended up on the naughty list.

 


Twittering Tale #49 – 12 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 #48 – The Roundup

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Coffee Shop from “Free Images on Pixabay.com

Starting us off, my twittering tale:

“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)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Opening day, one minute past. What if nobody comes? I’ll rearrange this, or maybe that. Ding! I turn around. “Welcome to Kat’s Koffee!”
(136 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
“All coffee shops look the same.”
“They leave different impressions on the mind, depending on what happened there.”
“Yeah ….. some become markers in the book of life.”
(140 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Coffee black, no milk or sugar
Not too hot or my lips will burn
how will she kiss me
with scorched lips
so do your bit
so I can do mine. Yes? 
(137 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
The Exhibition
‘What’s he doing?’

‘Making coffee. It took about 2 minutes in those days.’
‘Take me to the replicator. It takes 2 seconds.’
(Including the title, 135 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
So nervous
A cup of coffee, please
Milk, no sugar
Keep the change
A man with a book
That’s him
My blind date
Hope it goes well
(119 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Got here before the morning rush. I’ll be the first one served. Do you want your usual double shot caramel macchiato? Text me back, okay?
(137 characters)

From Bobby at Writing, events, competitions and even some self-penned bits:
Excuse me, I’ve been here ten minutes now, any chance of dropping what you’re doing and serving me, what sort of coffee-shop is this?
137 characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
The star trooper teleported out of danger but now found himself overlooking a strange world with ten moons. A bitter smell pervaded the air.
(140 characters)

From Leena at Through My Heart Web:
God,No More Co-incdnces Plz
(At Cfe Shp)
YOU!Not Agn
Made In Heaven Cpl.We Gt Maried Den Divrcd n 3Blind Dates 2gtr
He Laughd,She Joined Him too
(140 Characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
I’m Ed its my diner
Mornings its mums
lunch guys from the garage
evenings teens
nights I open the sneak door for the Vampire Club, go home
Dunno what they do No blood here

From Willow at WillowDot21:
The plush coffee bar had a special buzz. Alejandro the sexy  Barista was always there with a smile and a”The usual?” Until one day he wasn’t.

From Gayl at Words, Photos and Art:
Musings from a Coffee Shop – Four Tales from Gayl!
Coffee or Not?
The usual, please.
Must relax. Calm down.
New boss comes today.
Yikes! He’s here already!
On second thought, maybe coffee’s not the best…
(138 characters)

A Place of Remembrance
My favorite place! I remember how we laughed, talked and cried together.
Oh, how I miss you, my beloved friend. Now I’m alone, wondering why.
(140 characters)

First Job
Blender whirring, coffee brewing, new flavors.
Baristas rushing. Smiling at customers both crabby and kind.
Her first job. She loved it all!
(139 characters)

Lasting Friendships
Five friends talk amidst
Aromas of fresh coffee
Missing one who died

Each month gathering
Sharing joys and trials here
Sisters joined by God
(135 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Autumn Coffee
She started popping into coffee shops again just to see the menu. By the second week, all her favourite drinks appeared. Frequently, she sat and tasted autumn over and over again.

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
Serving coffee was a ploy.
She warned him to be careful. He ignored. A car hit him.Her prognosis never failed.She practiced tasseography.

I loved your tales this past week. Coffee shops are such fun places. Who knew so much happened in coffee shops! Thanks for joining the challenge this week.

Found a beautiful photo on Pexels.com by Tim Savage for our challenge this week. I have spent a fair amount of time in humble motels in my life. I even lived for a summer in a motel. I was 12…my family was homeless. when I do get a chance to travel, I try to find a lovely place to stay. Nothing too wildly extravagant. I still can’t afford that kind of luxury. But a nice hotel, with indoor entries and grand hallways like the one in the photo. Every now and again it’s nice to treat ourselves. Hotels are interesting places. I like to imagine the stories that happen behind the closed doors. Aside from lovers and honeymooners, there are families on vacation, business travelers who spend more time on the road than home, people taking a break from their lives…behind every door, a story. What’s yours?

I’ve worked hard my whole life, so when I do get a chance to travel, I save up and try to find a lovely place to stay. Nothing too wildly extravagant. I still can’t afford that kind of luxury. But a nice hotel, with indoor entries and grand hallways like the one in the photo. Hotels are interesting places. I like to imagine the stories that are happening behind the closed doors. Aside from the obvious lovers and honeymooners, there are families on vacation, business travelers who spend more time on the road than home, people taking a break from their lives, a secret stakeout, ghosts caught forever between two worlds, people passing through town or staying for a day or two to attend weddings, births, graduations, funerals. Behind every door, a story. What’s yours?

Twittering Tale #49 – 12 September 2017

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Photo by Tim Savage at Pexels.com

The last few years had been hell. Before the end, he planned a trip for her; luxury hotel, spa appointments. The only thing missing was him.
(140 Characters)

~kat


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