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Twittering Tale #90 – Pick a Card – 26 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.


Before we head into this week’s roundup…a throwback to the previous week. This entry from Kirst at KirstWrites, #20 of her continuing twitter tale saga. There are links to the other installments from this one…Haunted Coast Part XX:

The phone’s rectangle of light burned against my eyes in the darkness. I exhaled slowly. There was nothing in the shadows. I was alone. Maybe that was the scariest thing of all.
I awoke, hours later, to warm sunshine. A dreamcatcher, not there last night, swayed at the window.
(276 characters)

Twittering Tales #89 – The Roundup

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Photo by MabelAmber at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

“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)

From Reena at ReInventions:
4-D
Mughal miniatures, demon faces, architectural models, eggheads on pillows – he had innovated in every egg he sculpted.
“Dad, why is it lying outside in the grass?”
“This is a step beyond 3D. I await deposits from nature, before I paint a chicken head popping out of the piece.”
(275 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Was That Real?
Evry1 Studyng Shell In Confusion
“Whch Bird Egg U Think.Its Big To Be Of Tht Bird,No Dats Small,I Think…”
Dscsions Ws In Full Swing Whn Voice Frm Behind Startled Dem,”Excuse Me,Tht Belng 2Me”
Evry1 Turnd Back In Shock
Sml Bird Wlkd Past Dem,Tk Shell n Murmurd,”Need 2Chnge Addrs Nw”

From Michael at Morpethroad:
The hatchling had hatched but was nowhere to be found.
It looked like nature at its cruellest.
The struggle to be born and to survive.
Away on a nearby tree sat a bird looking very satisfied with itself.
I took aim, I fired, I missed, but I took the smug look off its beak.
(269 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Eggshells
“You scouts police the area and pick up your trash. We don’t want any crap left behind,” the scoutmaster said.
Before leaving the campsite, he looked around and saw an eggshell in the grass. “What’s this?”
“An eggshell,” a scout said.
“I know that. Who left it?”
“The baby bird?”
(175 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
“Oh! She has dropped an egg, humm! Look there is some yolk left, must have that. She is not around. Oh! Yum that was really good.”
“Ruby”, where’s that dog. “You’ve eaten that egg in the garden! Yes you did, I know you did . Who’s a bad girl Ruby, well?”
“The cat next door mum? “
(278 Characters)

From The Dark Netizen:
Egg
As it landed, the meteor created a huge shockwave, which leveled an entire town.
The military was dispatched to investigate and help in the rescue of civilians. They disappeared soon after. Their last message:
“The meteor seems like some kind of egg, and it is cracking open…
Character Count: 278

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Scrambled
Egg:
I feel a deep sense of alienation, angry at having to answer that damn question all the time.
Analyst: How long have you felt that?
Egg: Since being in…Chicken or egg, egg or chicken? It’s like the Ouroboros, endless, eternal and unknowable. Help me!

(Breaks out of egg)
(278 characters)

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
THE ACME
The egg-shaped shell, meant for her safety was strong, yet suffocating. She struggled and succeeded in breaking it, thus reborn – ready to rule the world with grace and élan! Life begins when you break your shell and venture beyond your comfort zone.
Character Count: 258

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Egg
The egg shell lay abandoned on the grass. I wondered if the baby bird had survived. I hoped it was and safe in a nest somewhere. The likelihood was that some animal had snatched the egg and eaten it. I walked away, never knowing the answer.

From Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs:
The Predator
The baby broke the shell and slipped out. The tiny mucus-covered body struggled a bit before wriggling towards its mother whose sleek frame was swiftly slithering in a zigzag pattern through the wet grass. Oblivious to the impending danger, a frog was resting by the poolside.
276 Characters

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
What Was It?
I was watching over the egg for many days that I found in my garden. One evening coming back from work, I saw it cracked. I looked around but found no bird. That night I heard some weird sounds coming from my backyard. Now, was it a bird or some other creature?  Sleep eluded me!
Letter count 279

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Housing Expo
Welcome to this futuristic Home Solutions Expo. We think outside the box.
Here’s our latest design – The Egg-Pod. Perfectly engineered, no hard edges, strong yet light.
Unfortunately the designer had to leave suddenly, broke the door as they left!

Danger at Dawn
The sight of the broken giant egg-shell paralyzed me with fear.
I looked left & right, even behind me, but the predator had disappeared.
Sighing in relief, I moved on, when suddenly, he swooped down on me from above and grabbed me.
The early bird had caught the worm yet again.
278 characters

From Deepa at  SyncWithDeep:
A Silent Cry
a brutal act
breaking the egg

that will never see the day
abortion….
a silent cry…

From Deb at Twenty Four:
With a steady hand she pierced the shell and then used the tube to extract the contents, placing the fluid in a jar on her work bench.
Some thought her insane, but they were imbeciles … her cheesecake was phenomenal
What did it matter if she used snake’s eggs instead of chickens.
(280 characters)

From Teresa at the The Haunted Wordsmith:
What Was Inside?

“Mama, I found an egg,” Julie squealed. “What kind of bird is it?” Her mother looked at the egg and surrounding grass for hints. In the tall grass, she found the dead bird covered in ants. “Oh my,” her mother said, hugging Julie. “You found a magic fairy egg!” Julie’s eyes lit up.
279-characters

One thing I learned from your tales this week…an empty egg is a mystery. It encompasses a range of emotions, it can be a forboding omen, it can be a remnant of something innocent or something sinister. As always, everyone met the challenge brilliantly. Thank you so much for joining in last week.

This week, a pile of Tarot cards is your inspiration in this photo by AlbanyColley @ Pixabay.com. I call this challenge Pick a Card. And you can certainly do that. Pick one card and write about it. What is your chosen card telling you? Or did you pick it because you are hoping for something? On the other hand, you could tell the tale of how or why these cards came to be tossed in a pile. Maybe there is a story about the seeker or the seer that needs to be told. Whatever the tale, have fun. Craft your story in 280 characters or less. And we’ll see you at the Roundup next week. It’s in the cards! 🙂


Twittering Tale #90 – Pick a Card

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Photo by AlbanyColley at Pixabay.com

The cards never failed the seekers who came to her for the Oracle’s message. Tonight, she needed a sign. But each card she turned bore the same ominous message. Frustrated, she tossed all the cards on the table. There he was glaring at her once more. Death coming to call.

(272 Characters)

~kat


The Train – A Six Word Story

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Photo by Kirst at KirstWrites

The Train

They’d stopped, not scheduled, terrorists raiding.

~kat

A Six Word Story for Kirst inspired by her photo of her view from the train of the Severn approaching Lydney and the word “Train”. If you’d like to add your own story, click HERE. Also, if you like my story, please be sure to check in at her site on Thursday, June 28 to give me a vote. Thanks! 😉


Confession – Manic Mondays

MMConfession
it’s been a while since
I could hold my head up
since I could call you
I can’t remember it all,
the consequences…
I can say that I wasn’t
myself…well
since I’ve gone and
fucked things up
and all that shit,
everything I can’t remember
all that I’ve gone and
fucked up again, again
I feel this …
just go away

~kat
A black out poem for Laura’s Manic Monday Challenge. The prompt word, “Confession” and the song prompt, “It’s Been a While” by Staind (Lyrics with black out (cross-outs) below)

 

“It’s Been A While”
by Staind

[Verse 1]
And it’s been awhile since I could hold my head up
And it’s been awhile since I first saw you
And it’s been awhile since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it’s been awhile since I could call you

[Chorus]
And everything I can’t remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve stretched myself beyond my means

[Verse 2]
It’s been awhile since I can say that I wasn’t addicted
And it’s been awhile since I can say I love myself as well and
And it’s been awhile since I’ve gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it’s been a while, but all that shit seems to disappear when I’m with you

[Chorus]
And everything I can’t remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve gone and fucked things up again, again

[Bridge]
Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day


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


Wings – Manic Mondays Prompt

I found a new challenge that intrigued me at Cee’s Writing Challenges list. It’s called Manic Monday’s Prompt. Our host gives us a picture and a song to play with. I thought it would be fun to do a “black out” poem using the words of the song and then paste it on the photo. So here’s my take. Thank you Laura at All the Shoes I Wear for this awesome prompt!

Challenge: Write something in any genre inspired by the picture (you see below) and the song Change by the Deftones. (I’ve posted the blacked out lyrics below).

Wings

i watched you
fly away
on wings
so alive…
then i laughed
now, i had wings…
ahah…
look away
i never had wings
so alive
i have watched you
i never had wings

~kat


Change
Deftones

I watched you change
Into a fly
I looked away
You’re on fire
I watched a change in you
It’s like you never had wings
And you feel so alive
I have watched you change

I took you home
Set you on the glass
I pulled off your wings
Then I laughed
I watched a change in you
It’s like you never had wings
Now you feel so alive
I have watched you change
It’s like you never had wings
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah

I look at the cross
And I look away
Give you the gun
Blow me away
I watched a change in you
It’s like you never had wings
Now you feel so alive
I have watched you change
And you feel alive
You feel alive
You feel alive
I have watched you change
It’s like you never had wings

Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
Anh, ahah
You change
You change
You change

Songwriters: Abe Cunningham / Abran Cunningham / Chi Cheng / Chino Moreno / Chino Camilo Moreno / Stephen Carpenter