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Twittering Tales #140 – 11 June 2019

Twittering Tales
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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


Twittering Tales #139 -The Roundup

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Photo by Portrait of Tracy at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

Tea Time
A leaky faucet shattered the silence. Insomnia plagued Hannibal. But this would be his last night in hell. His new book, “A Vintage Tea Party” had earned him freedom.
“Tomorrow afternoon, it’s tea with the ladies,” he smirked, “they’re going to love my savory finger sandwiches.”
~kat
279 Characters

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Palm of My Hand
“Why did you take your books down from your shelves?” she asked.
“I’m donating them to the local library,” he answered.
“You don’t want them anymore?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“Because I downloaded them all onto my Kindle and now I have my entire collection in the palm of my hand.”
“Cool.”
(278 characters)

By Enzo at Travel, Good Food, Arts and More:
Book Titles
Derrick was trying to make order in the flat and sort the books out that seemed to be Coming Out all over. Some selection criteria were needed to Weed Out the useless books no one would ever read. He knew some Small Sacrifices was needed despite his passion and respect for books.

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
Hey, You Never Know
Leo and Sylvia were at the Wyoming Free Library’s book sale. She was smitten by a copy of Jean Anouilh’s ‘Homulus the Mute’. “Get a load of her,” he said. “As a rule her idea of high culture is watching ‘Family Feud.’ Suddenly she’s the queen of the eggheads.”
(263 characters) 

By Reena at ReInventions:
Disappeared
digital libraries
bring so much at our fingertips
but joy of fingers brushing accidentally
on the book covers
shy glances exchanged
before moving away
exchanging books
meeting again to return those
-Disappeared forever…

By Di at Pensitivity101:
‘There are a lot of good titles here. What’s the problem?’
‘None of them are any good.’
‘Really?’
‘Yeah. I can’t find one thick enough to prop the coffee table up.’
161 characters

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
The Final Dedication
All her life Susan collected the awesome books written by her high-school boyfriend.
His death was reported on the news that morning. Wistfully she picked up his last book. It fell open on the dedication page. The line burned her eyes.
“Dedicated to my first and only love, Susan.”
[280 Characters]

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
The craziness had to stop. How many books anyone can read or buy! They were running out of room to store them. Today while her husband was gone on another of his book buying expedition, she had arranged a garage sale. “ Going cheap, anyone?”
Character count: 241

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It:
Books Out Of Control
“Linda what are you doing now? Did you find the negatives from Lucy’s baby pictures?”
“Oh Ron, I found several of my books are undamaged, help me box them up.”
“Where are the negatives,?”
“I haven’t found them yet.”
“We came to rescue the negatives, not books. Come on let’s go!”
275 characters

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Book Titles
Tuesday afternoon, three hundred steps away. Two hours sanctuary at the library, he always has a carer so she’s not worried.
Books don’t ask questions, they don’t get agitated they were quiet.
She smiles chats advises be herself not a carer. Pratchett he made her remember.
(280 Characters)

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
A Full Life Well Read
Here was a life lived well. Pen names over multiple genres were an excellent disguise. Advice, storytelling, flights of fancy, and explorations of dark thoughts best kept hidden and played out only in the mind, all collected here. As a retired journalist, it’s time to write -30-
280 characters

By Wildchild47 at The Immortals:
The Immortals
Black robed, his cry in the wilderness –
The religion of it, it’s a killing room, filled with the lovers long forgotten, their spent flesh a repast for our feast, _ we honour them in our atonement, this, our wars of the roses.
From the middle distance, we moved towards His Light.

The Well of Lost
the well of lost …
and found – socks, plots, buckets, brooms, spores, sprouts & the crescent moon, et al.

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Glass
Flo, a quiet millionaire, earns her money through writing dozens of novels that hit the bestseller lists. Only her offshore bank and her agent know that Flo writes under many names. Flo’s multiple personalities, all top writers, demand to be published under their own names.
[276 characters]

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
46 to choose from. Therein lay the clue to the lost treasure!
It was all there in the Last Will and Testament of old Aunt Agatha.
She’d written that, in these books, I would find a wealth beyond measure.
Only after finishing “The Great Hunt” did I get it.
Reading was the treasure!
(277 characters)

By Kelley at AuthorAnonBlog:
Waiting
“I’ve read every last one.”
“That one?” Shari nodded to the oldest book in the pile.
“My favorite, it has every spell possible, even one to bring back the dead.”
“Wow.” Shari knew the guy was a fruit loop. “I should get going.”
“So soon? But I’ve been waiting for you for eons.”
Word Count: 53 words – 277 characters

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Testing, Testing, Testing…
Kingdom Besieged. War of the Roses. Insomnia. Vintage Tea Party. Kill Room. The Religion. Hannibal, Spartacus, [& the] Emperor [s]. Crown of Swords.
Great hunt for talent is over. Twittering Tales Music Festival is a go. Invite write here on your cellphone. Dune be late!
270

By Deb at Twenty Four:
Marcia sighed, the will had been quite specific and though she really couldn’t see the point, respecting her brother’s request she had set about carrying out his last wishes.
Now that the books were organized she commenced the second stage.
“Ok, who has ticket B12?”
(264 characters)

By Rob at Art by Rob Goldstein:
The Book Party
He arrived at the book party in a trench coat, heavy black boots, and tight jeans. His thick black hair and working class sneer gave him the air of a dashing literary genius, and his fans and lovers took him as one.
No one read his sweaty anxiety and dread.
220 Characters


Thank you everyone for joining last week’s challenge! I do hope you had fun with it. For this week’s challenge I found this interesting photo (I’m hoping it is enhanced! ;)) by nahidhatamiz at Pixabay.com.

I like a good ghost story…do tell, or maybe your tale is about ravens or sunflowers…or black dresses and has nothing at all to do with ghosts. Whatever you see here, just try to keep your character count under 280 characters or less. I’ll see you at the Roundup next week! Have fun! 🙂


Twittering Tales #140 – 11 June 2019

Diversification Strategy

Essie had earned a respectable reputation as a specter. Then came reality TV. Spirits now had to compete with demons for attention.

“Oh Basil, I hate this century!”
“Don’t lose your head over it Essie. Demons bore easily. You’ll see.”
“Brilliant idea!”
“I didn’t mean…oh dear!”

~kat

276 Characters


Twittering Tales #138 – 28 May 2019

Twittering Tales
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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


Twittering Tales #137 -The Roundup

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Photo by paulsbarlow7@pixabay.com

Define Emergency
“911, what is your emergency?”
“I’m alone.”
“That’s not an emergency, ma’am.”
“Someone’s outside.”
“Are you in danger? What’s your address? I can send…
<CRASH! SCUFFLE!>
“Ma’am?! Please! Tell me your address!!!”
(Male voice) “Heaven maybe…or hell. Muhaha! Have a nice day. Bub-bye.”
~kat
279 Characters

By Neel at Neel Writes Blog:
Bad Timing
Nothing augured well.
Not the broken window glass.
Not the fact that hubby dear lay still on the floor.
And why did the housemaid decide to take ‘ill’ today of all days?
Now, who’s going to clean up the place before I report an ‘accidental death’?
(260 characters)

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Why Did He Lie?
The policeman examined the door and knew the homeowner had lied. He told him that someone broke the glass from the outside to get into the house. If that were the case, the broken glass would have been inside the house, not on the ground outside. He’s hiding something. But what?
(279 characters)

By Reena at ReInventions:
Breaking Point
Where do you think is the breaking point? When we crack up with internal explosions, but shards of glass do not fly out…. are we still whole?
We plan it like a fight master on a movie set, etching lines on glass before the shoot. If the fight looks made up, it doesn’t hurt others.

By Hayley at The Story Files:
Smash
Fred arrived at work to see broken glass and a spider web crack across the door. Someone had tried to break into the Pawn Shop again but this time they hadn’t got in.
Opening the door, the large German Shepard dog came out to greet him. It was the best thing he’d ever been pawned.

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
Stay Home and Save
Someone always had to be home; neighborhood crime was serious. I work all day; she took the kids and left for a time-out. I changed the locks. Each morning, I set the shotgun trap. She decided to return home early with keys that no longer worked. Looks like a permanent time-out.
279

By Tien at From The Window Seat:
Unwanted Attention
Jenny desired spotlight so she staged a break-in, the broken glass door as evidence; the neighbours only wondered who the man in Jenny’s house was.
He looked right at home though.
If only the second floor’s window was broken too, everyone would see a corpse skewered to the walls.
(278 characters)

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
The Catch
“Life is a series of one door’s opening and another’s closing,” Josephine told Jeanine, the pretty therapist. “I’m glad you understand that,” Jeanine said. ” That’s a perfect image for how things work.” “Although, of course,” Josephine went on, “There’s often more to it.”

By Di at Pensitivity101:
To most, it looked like a cracked window.
But look closer……….
is someone choking another, or stealing a bag of swag?
120 characters

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Last Laugh
Ed laughed at her for the last time. De took Ed’s biting humor before the fall that made her quad; afterwards, it was ravenous. De pleaded with him to stop; it only made him worse. De’s mind began to bend. When it snapped, her telekinesis was born. Ed’s head met the window.
[278 characters]

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
Ron and Linda pulled up to their home and noticed that their front door had broken glass around the lock.
As they walked towards the door, they got out their cell phone to call the police. There was a sudden whoosh and the house went up in flames.
“Oh my God,” Linda shrieked.
276 characters

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Broken Empathy
Her instinct told her something was wrong. Then she saw the white powdered glass, like snow that glittered on the path, then the broken window.
What hurt most was the message written in ink across her white kitchen tiles that showed a lack of empathy.
“Thanks for the hospitality”.
[280 Characters]

By Sadje at Keep it Alive:
Don’t Propogate Hate
There is no explanation for hate. Just because someone is not like you in appearance, color or religion you don’t have to hate them. But who will tell this to all these people charged by the latest rise in racial and religious discrimination? The glass had been broken by a stone.
Character count =280

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
Those that survived named it the Bullet Spider (Bulla Araneae), a mutant species; a consequence of the fifth great nuclear incident.
It had a voracious appetite for Silica.
No window was safe.
Then it invited its spidery companion the Humanis Carnivoris Araneae.
In colossal numbers.
(279 chars)

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Heaven’s Door
The Big Guy asked “Where’s Peter he’s the key holder”Silence reined Gabriel shuffled his feet, Micheal began to hum.
Azriel said “Lucifer told me to give Peter a drink”Peter’s snores sang out from inside.”Who broke the glass” asked the Big Guy.
Satan’s laugh rang around heaven.
(276 Characters)

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Our Scpider.
We called her SC!
She was the most untidy spider we’d ever encountered.
Each time we cleared up the web, she built it in exactly the same place, and to exactly the same design. A really messy affair it was.
But why on earth did she leave a hole shaped like the map of South Carolina?
(280 characters)

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Pastiche: A Curious Incident
It hinges, Lestrade, on a curious incident.[SH]
Please, Holmes. Not that dog in the night-time again.[IL]
No, this time it is the cat.[SH]
Cat burglar?[DW]
No, Watson. Merely a cat.[SH]
Good God, Holmes. A murdering meerkat?[DW]
[Sigh]None but a simple feline.[SH]
Kat is a felon?[IL]
{279 characters. Phew.}
Speakers:
SH = Sherlock Holmes
IL= Inspector Lestrade
DW = Doctor Watson

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
The Sins of the Son
The woman at the door said in an accusing tone, “Your son broke our window!”
Enraged, I asked, “On what basis are you blaming my son?”
“Well,” replied the man, “because the window belonged to our spaceship. We would’ve brought your hammer along, but we couldn’t lift it, Mr. Thor.”
279 characters.

By JP at JP the Wide-Eyed Wanderer:
Shattered
The window shattered on impact, a web of jagged fractures. The fairies were trapped in globes, tired, barely glowing. With a burst of angry magic, Star shattered the tiny prisons.
character count 179

By Deb at Twenty Four:
They told him to get a hobby, that is was good to keep the mind active, that it would expand his social circle.
It wasn’t his fault that he was arrested practicing his lock picking, but on the plus side he did meet a really nice biker who liked to do macrame on the weekends.

By Rob at Art by Rob Goldstein:
Broken
This festival of self-loathing,
this tawdry hatred,
this contempt:
broken genius shatters
trust, self-destructs,
and dies forgotten.


Well done everyone! Thank you for joining the challenge! For this week’s challenge, a film strip of photo negatives. What is hidden here? The clue to a mystery? Evidence of a crime…or maybe a mystery person revealed? Have fun telling your tale and I’ll see you at


Twittering Tales #138 – 28 May 2019

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Photo by Moritz 320 at Pixabay.com

A Break in the Case

“You’re gonna want to see these Brad. I had the lab develop prints from the camera we found at the crime scene.”
“Do we have a suspect?”
“No, nothing like that. Look at this beauty. A ’64 Mustang. Do you think the paint job is original? ”

~kat

236 Characters

 

 

 

 

 


Twittering Tales #137 – 21 May 2019

Twittering Tales

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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


Before we get into last week’s roundup, I found out that the ping back gremlins lost Graham’s post for TT #135 (the impending storm photo). Here it is. Thanks for letting me know Graham. 🙂

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
“It’s really down to a question of being in the right place at the right time. I often spend hours, even days, waiting for the ideal conditions.”
Final photograph of John Jones (7.5.1956 – 10.4.2018)
(198 characters)


Twittering Tales #136 -The Roundup

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Photo by NRD at Unsplash

Starting us off…
House Guests
They got a great deal! The house was close to schools and work, fenced in yard. It was perfect.When they asked the real estate agent about the low price, she told them some wild ghost story. They didn’t believe in ghosts.
But that changed. It’s been empty since that first night. ~kat
280 Characters


Twittering Tales #136 – 14 May 2019

Twittering Tales

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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


Twittering Tales #135 -The Roundup

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Photo by jplenio at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…
A Little Rain…
“They’re calling it the storm of the century. I’m telling you, we need to get to the shelter…now!”
“You go on. Ain’t nothin’ but a thunder storm. People go crazy over a little rain!”
“Come over here. Look. You call that a thunder storm?”
“Holy crap! Where’s that shelter again?!”
~kat
278 Characters

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Armageddon?
The dark cloud perches atop the CN tower like a carrion bird. Ready to pick at the steel bones of the city below.
The child smiles at his creation.
“Albus Severus! Put down daddy’s wand and back away slowly.”
Armagrudge[match]on! Who knew the Potters were 76ers fans?*
(266)

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Symbiosis
D7, one of the living cloud-like chocolate donut “charging stations” for the sky cities orbiting above Io’s surface, wasn’t busy today. Nucleo glowed as D7 pumped neutrinos into it. When the powerhouse gauge said full, 100 humans were fed to the tractor beam as payment.

By Kate at Everywhere and Nowhere:
Storms Ahead
The black clouds formed suddenly, she was trying to get her emotions under control knowing her magic was a little unpredictable when she was upset or angry. She would love the cheating rat to be struck down by lightning but didn’t want the whole city destroyed in the process.
Characters: 276

By Martin at Martin Cororan: (Be sure to hop over to Martin’s page to see what he did with the photo…it was brilliant!)
You say ‘Tomato,’ I say ‘Extinction Event’
Nagrath surfaced for the first time in a billion years. The last occasion he’d felt this peckish there’d been an abundance of brontosauruses, but now it was all concrete and ants.
‘This’ll never fill me up,’ he sighed, but having polished off the marine life he’d have to make the best of it.

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Invasion
“I have never seen anything like it,” Ann said. “It’s covering the whole city. It looks like Armageddon.”
“It’s a whopper of a storm, but it will pass,” Jim said, trying to reassure his wife.
Then they heard the booming voice coming from inside the cloud. “People of Earth….”
(275 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
The sky darkened and what had thought to be clouds joined forces to amass into a huge invader ready to devour the city.
119 characters.

By The Dark Netizen:
The Storm
Red alert has been sounded.
All the citizens have retreated into shelters. It is a pointless endeavour. I stand at the top of the tower, looking straight at the approaching storm. Storm of the century they call it. What fools! This is just the first one.
The first of my storms…..
Character Count: 280

By Neel at Neel Writes:
A pall of gloom hung heavy like an albatross above the sky leaving ordinary denizens fearful and wondering what celestial wrath had befallen uon their land.
Finally, the village occult pronounced, ” It’s the start of the end of human life. The Aliens are taking over.”
(279 characters)

By Larry at East Elmhurst A.Go.Go:
Sometimes Reasoning Doesn’t Matter
Mildred,” Herb told his wife, “Our preacher friend says the Rapture is coming. My New Age sister says aliens are attacking. What should we do?”
“Here’s what let’s do, Super Genius,” she said. “It’s just a hunch but I think we should leave without bothering with a poll.”
274 characters

By Tina at Tina Stewart Brakebill:
The End: Metaphor or Simile?
Metaphor? Simile? Musing as she stared. The future is a swirling suck hole. The future is like a swirling suck hole. Same diff. Either way we’re doomed.
Metaphorically tipping her hat to end-times, she cranked Bikini Kill.
Drowning out the lie. “Fear not we come in peace.”
279 characters

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
It was supposed to be the worst storm ever, but John could see deep within the storm cloud a huge space ship. He tried to show everyone, but no one would listen to him. He was positive the aliens were there to take over and had taken the chance to hide in the huge storm cloud.
277 character

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Clearly a Job For…
As he glided across his rooftop pool supported by a noodle, Suddenly the sky turned black across Gotham City.
He admired several of his enemy’s traits. Lex was tenacious, forthright and had the Imagination to think of something to cause havoc. Now He’d met his match in Superman.
[279 Characters]

By John at The Magic Shop:
Ashes
Security at the “Miniland” attraction were warned about today’s threat. They were to be on lookout for Robert Sym to carry out his previously denied request. Unfortunately, a rookie guard slacked off and Mr. Sym ran in dumping the ashes of his late Dad all over the park’s scale model of Seattle.
(300 characters)

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Let the Storm Come!
Dark clouds gathered ominously over the city, threatening to unleash their full fury at a moment’s notice.
But this time around, there were no panicked preparations to weather the storm.
There was no need.
There was no one left to panic, the nuclear war had taken care of that.
277 characters.

By Milly at Truly Milly:
It Will Flood
We can see black clouds towering over the city. The weatherman said he hasn’t seen anything like it. It might rain for days. Preachers on the streets proclaim, “The rain will flood the earth! Ask God for forgiveness!”
I knelt down inside my home, begging for forgiveness.
(273 Characters)

By Hayley at The Story Files:
Under Smoky Skies
From the first day of the aliens arrival the skies across the world had been darkened by clouds of smoke. Wars raged but in the end the invades won and mankind fall to death and slavery. The sky started dark forever more.

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Inhuman Nature.
The cloud had hung over the city for a month. The riots and looting had started week one. By week three all civil law had broken down. Today the city was locked down, total quarantine. It was plain to anyone with half a brain that it was people causing the problem not the cloud.
(280 Characters)

By Namitha at The Dame Writes:
Two Minds
“The sky looks so beautiful. I have never seen these colours before!”
Raima whispered as she was trying to close the window.
“Oh no! It’s going to be a gloomy day today. All my plans are distorted. I hate this weather”
Raima thought as she looked at her reflection in the window.
279 characters

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
The Darkness Comes
It took us all by surprise, the day suddenly turned dark and even with lights on, one couldn’t see much. People peeked through the windows or ventured outside and were amazed at the sight they saw. The darkness slowly engulfed the whole of city, turning the amazement to terror.
Character count: 275

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Carbon capture was great. The city could create pollution without fear of the consequences.  We kept on pumping the carbon emissions into the caves and fissures deep below our feet, and everything was fine.
Until, one day, the frackers breached the caves.
Not so great now is it!
(279 characters)

By Ron at Read4Fun:
Just Checking in on My Creation
Earlier, you crucified me. I promised to return; I’m back. Did you think I would come back as a bearded white tour guide to the heavens? I am all genders, all races, all of you, all. I created a perfect playground; you children try to destroy it. I am not amused. Play better.
276 characters.

By Rob at Art by Rob Goldstein:
A Midnight Storm
These dark reflections.
Storm clouds gather on a
midnight tear through
San Francisco.
He wants the storm to last
forever; he wants to be
hidden and faceless: dead
without dying.

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
Allied Destruction
When the Dark Elves came for Men from Deep Within, they were confounded; Gaia had unleashed a cataclysm which Men’s toys failed to anticipate. They stood in awe as she wrecked her artistic destruction.
Men were scrambling for fictitious safety, like ants in rampaging rapids.
(274 characters)


Great Roundup Everyone! Thanks for joining the challenge last week. Pingbacks are still acting up, so if you decide to give this week’s photo prompt a tweet, be sure to put your link in the comments. Without further ado, this week’s photo come to us from NRD at Unsplash.com. There could be a number of stories here. You could write a ghostly tale like I did…true story…back in the day when my kiddos were little we lived in Navy housing and were visited on several occasions by a poltergeist. It did things like hide our keys, turn the lights on downstairs after we had all gone to bed upstairs, opened the frig in the middle of the night, and the creepiest thing was when it took a spin on one of my kids tricycles in the living room. That thing went round and round in circles all by itself! Then there were the shadows looming over us while we slept…but I digress. Your tale doesn’t need to be about a haunting. It could be about an insomniac, or a sleepwalker, or naughty kids who raided the frig for a midnight snack. Or a late night talk with a pal with snacks of course! Whatever you decide, do have fun with it! I’ll see you at the roundup!


Twittering Tales #136 – 14 May 2019

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Photo by NRD at Unsplash

House Guests
They got a great deal! The house was close to schools and work, fenced in yard. It was perfect.When they asked the real estate agent about the low price, she told them some wild ghost story. They didn’t believe in ghosts.But that changed. It’s been empty since that first night.

~kat

280 Characters


Twittering Tales #135 – 7 May 2019

Twittering Tales
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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


Twittering Tales #134 -The Roundup

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Starting us off…
Bishop and Lowell
“Well, these are the last of them.”
“I can’t believe she kept them. Do you know they wrote to each other for decades?”
“Oh yes! He once said that she was a “muse who makes the casual perfect.”
“It feels strange reading their private letters…”
“Pass ‘em to me then. I’m not shy!”
278 Characters

By The Dark Netizen:
Secret Letters
It was difficult breaking into here, I hope it’s worth it.
A world leader he may be, but his room is just as messy as the next person’s. I guess even his secretary is not allowed in here. Let me look around.
Ah! What’s this now? Military letters? No, Love letters.
What a scandal!
Character Count: 278

By Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
The Letters
They had celebrated their silver jubilee anniversary recently, and were an example of a perfect couple still in love.
Her recent death had left him shattered. While clearing her closet, he found a bundle of love letters.
Did he really know her, after all those years together?
Letter count 278

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Letters in the Dark
I write you by stroke of midnight; dipping pen into ink of my blood.
“Please forward,” scratched into skin of each envelope.
Should but one not find it’s way, unopened, back to me . . .
Then, will I know I remain yet the shape of your heart.
(247)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
I found them, just as she knew I would. They’re all here, each containing my heart.
I wonder how long she’d known?
114 characters

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Hidden Legacy
They found the letters to her lawyer in the old station wagon, in a battered chocolate tin shaped like a carousel.
Covered in dust and cobwebs after the extensive search of the house and yard, he sat down to read them.
His wife called out “Did the old bat say where the Money is?”
[279 Characters]

By Milly at Truly Milly:
A Second Chance
I was looking for a rope in the attic so I can leave this wretched world. Then, I saw a bunch of hidden letters. The messages were full of love and encouragement. After reading, I felt I was given a second chance. I guess I owe it to the “me” who wrote these letters 10 years ago.

By Reena at ReInventions:
Letter and Spirit
I found this when I moved into this house.
What do the pages contain?
Unpublished memoirs.
Are you looking for a publisher?
No, an exorcist. My life has not been the same after reading it.

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
Split Personality
“I’ve written a scathing letter to each of my alter egos, Michael,” Tim told his friend. “This has simply got to stop. They’ve destroyed my marriage, alienated my children. My life is over thanks to them. “Have you written one to me?” Michael replied. “I’m one of them.”
275 Characters

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
Story #1: Lover’s Letters
She tied the letters into a thick bundle; within these letters lay her lover’s heart. His words meant nothing; he broke her heart so she burnt the letters containing his heart.
This is how you treat a heartless man, she thought, looking at her lover’s corpse lying at her feet.
(276 characters)

Story #2: The Letters
He found the letters while looking for a nail file in the dressing table; he finally knew the truth behind their misfortune. To think she was capable of such vile act! His very own wife!
Yet, she was unrepentant upon confrontation.
“They’re harmless, dear. All chain letters are.”
(278 characters)

By Regina at Help From Heaven:
Love is Eternal
He wrote, “Your love sustains me.” I sent a letter every day he was at war. Returning, I kidded him if we would have anything to talk about. But, we always found words to say we loved each other. He passed last week. His letters sustain me in this war with grief. Love lives on!
(278 characters)

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
So many things needed to be cleared out of the house before moving to the small apartment. Judging each item’s fate, to death or life, she held the bound letters from the old friend she thought would be with her through life and beyond – and dropped them into the trash.
[271 characters]

By Kate at Everywhere and Nowhere:
Lost Love
Occasionally she would look out the box and get lost in memories. Laughing and crying when she read his words and her heart breaking all over again when she looked at the pile that was returned unopened. Four words on the telegram she would never forget presumed killed in action.
Characters: 280

By Willow at WillowDot21:
All dead.
All those letters left unread
Unseen words of people long dead.
Gathering dust and spider webs
The truth they held seeping, ebbs.
Feelings poured out onto the page
Love, grief joy and rage.
I wonder why these missives were hidden
Where they evidence of love forbidden.
Love long dead.
(277 Characters)

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
Mom’s memory was gone. She lived in a nursing home and no longer talked. We had been asking her about the letters from Jerry to no avail.
We wondered if he was someone who would need her current location and condition. They weren’t from dad as he was long gone. These were new.
278 characters

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Letters
“Here!” she said, dropping the bundle of letters on his desk. “Keep them or toss them. It doesn’t matter to me. Everything you wrote in them is bullshit. You said you loved me, begged me to wait for you. I did. But you’re not the same man you were when you wrote these. Goodbye.”
(279 characters)

By Neel at Neel Writes:
LOVE LETTERS
Eyes fall on dust laden stack of love letters.
Mind dumps present; hurtles down memory lane.
I spot her.
There we’re, on a terrace, hands entwined, lips joined, limbs attached.
‘Stop dreaming and take your medicines’.
I’m yanked back to present.
I leave my past.
Her, too.
(280 characters)

By Leara at Leara Writes:
Letters That Keep Me Grounded
I kept them all. Rejection. And I took them to heart.
I used them to build a foundation. I will always remember where I came from because I am standing on it even now.
When the first acceptance letter came I reread them. When more rejection letters come I will add them to the pile.
CC 280

By Anurag at Jagadilmein:
Redundant
No one needs a postman anymore.
Not his customers, the billions of hearts he used to connect to each other.
Not his employer, the Govt., which now looks upon him as a redundancy.
And not even his own family, it appears…or they would have paid me the ransom I was asking for him.
280 characters.

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Special Delivery
There was no such thing as first and second class post then, all letters were important.
These, especially.
They explained why Daddy had to go away; why he couldn’t return.
Sadly, they never arrived, having been stolen by a dishonest postman.
Found 20 years later.
Delivered too late!
(280 characters)

By Ron at Read4Fun:
Bully Up to the Barr
John collected the letters to send later; they would arrive home before him. Sad and embarrassed, he detailed the reasons for meeting someone new. It was the war, you know. Graves Registration sent her recovered effects. Jane cried as her husband read the letters for her aloud.
279 characters

By Margo at That Little Voice:
Memories Remain
Your letters didn’t lessen the pain of your absence, nor alleviate my longing.
I grew lost in grief, and elevated in desire.
I hope you received my letters about Bernard. He was here and available. You were not.
I waved goodbye in the picture.
Thanks for the memories.


Wonderful Roundup everyone! Thank you to all who penned a tweet of a tale in response to that stack of letters. For this week I selected this amazing photograph by JPlenio at pixabay.com of a storm rolling in over a Canada skyline. At least it looks like a storm…or could it be an alien invasion (I know how some of you love that topic 😉)…or the apocalypse? Whatever you see, please consider telling the tale in 280 characters or less (title not included) and I’ll see you at the roundup next week…or at least I hope I will. There’s a storm a comin’! A final note, be sure to link you tale in the comments. pingbacks are acting a little wonky lately. 😊


Twittering Tales #135 – 7 May 2019

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Photo by jplenio at Pixabay.com

A Little Rain…

“They’re calling it the storm of the century. I’m telling you, we need to get to the shelter…now!”

“You go on. Ain’t nothin’ but a thunder storm. People go crazy over a little rain!”

“Come over here. Look. You call that a thunder storm?”

“Holy crap! Where’s that shelter again?!”

~kat

278 Characters


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