Photo by TJ Paris
soft smazed azure
just beyond the lattice weave,
ancient pergola
~kat
For TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge inspired by his photo and the prompt words, weave & ancient.
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Twittering Tale #32 – 30 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 #31 – The Round-Up:
From Michael at Morpethroad:
His last day was Thursday. He never liked Thursdays.
Pension day was weirdo day.
Odd people and odd kids.
He prayed they stayed home.
(130 Characters)
From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Call of duty, or a sick grandson he’ll attend to? But for now all he wanted was a cuppa coffee to give his over working brains a rest.
(134 Characters)
From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
Jim rode the escalator to the march and rally staging area. Nervously, scanned a large rowdy crowd. Found his marching mates: Save. Social.
(139 Characters)
From Di at Pensitivity101:
Some people always over-reacted.
All this fuss over a bloody mouse in the basement!
(82 characters)
From Through My Heart Web/Soul Connection:
Dreamt a beautiful retired life,but reality hit me hard.I will stand once again.People think oldies are useless.Here I am proving all wrong.
(140 Characters)
From Reena at ReInventions:
Son! Date the girl you love amidst nature, for true bonding and heart-warming conversations. I’ve seen underbellies of malls n multiplexes….
(140 characters)
From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Once again he drew the short straw. Once again he found himself the first riding down the elevator to investigate the mysterious black bag.
(139 Characters)
From Willow at Willowdot21:
The quiet was deafening, unlike last night. The screams the blood the fear. The worst had happened. The world sickened him. He felt so sad.
( 139 characters )
From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
Lucky Luke. He’s been fully employed all his life. Retired now, he volunteers at the National Escalator Museum. Life has its ups and downs!
(139 characters)
From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Just don’t look round, old man and you’ll never know what hit you. Or that the bomber had an accomplice and he never left the building.
(135 Characters)
From Kirst at Kirst Writes:
Harry was too old to run. He could only watch from the escalator. His voice shaking, he radioed for back-up. Dear God, let them hurry.
(135 characters)
And my tweet:
Some retirement! After 40 years, all he got was a gold watch and a “good luck.” But he felt useful and it was better than bagging groceries.
(140 Characters)
Well done everyone! I am afraid this prompt was a bit more timely than I had anticipated when I selected the photo. What a nightmarish world we live in. Your tales reflected this. The terror, sadness, fear and frustration. My thoughts, as I am certain, yours, are with all who suffered loss this past week.
Thank you for your words. I believe the words of writers and poets help us to release the pain, frustration and sorrow in these troubling times. What a gift you gave us this week in your tiny tales.
I feel the need to switch things up a bit. This week’s photo prompt is, at first glance, a close-up of a common house fly. Or is it? Perhaps it is some alien being…or a mad experiment gone awry…or General of the Fly on the Wall Brigade collecting intel for the allies…or a devil looming with a hoard of others…or is it just a common pest creeping too close to someone’s picnic lunch. Once again, many possibilities for this wonderful photo from photographer, Virvoreanu-Laurentiu on Pixabay.com.
Have fun with this one. I’ll see you all at next week’s Round-up!
Twittering Tale #32 – 30 May 2017
The Telltale Fly
Was it reincarnation? The way the fly stared at her gave her chills.
John? She asked, as she smacked him wth the swatter to off him a second time.
(140 Characters)
-kat
Anne of Bickling Hall in Norfolk
Her saturated garments sucked moisture from the misty gray air and clung to her skin. Damp strands of auburn hair hid her ashen face. Her hands and feet were bound in chains.
She rocked slowly from side to side in cadence with the yeoman’s oars, silent. The smell of rot and sewage wafted from the dark river, assaulting her senses as onlookers spit their disdain, “Whore!” “Witch!” “Traitor!” The gruesome severed heads of previous passengers along this bloody way dangled from the trusses of the bridge as they passed through.
Soon they would arrive at the tower. Her splendid tower where she once resided in oppulance when he still loved her deeply. This day she would enter from its bowels through the traitor’s gate.
Such was the final voyage of this wretched woman, once queen. She languished for weeks in the tower confessing her innocence to the very end.
On that horrible day in May she climbed the scaffolding in the Tower Green to meet her fate. To the one who had once declared that he had been “struck by the dart of love” appealing to her to “give herself body and heart to him”, she gave her head.
~kat
(200 Words)
A dramatization of the last weeks of Anne Boleyn, charged, found guilty and executed for numerous crimes at the behest of her husband, King Henry VIII who had arranged for annulment to gain clearance to marry his mistress Jane Seymour. They were betrothed the day after Anne’s execution and married ten days later.
For Al’s Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge inspired by his photograph of the Traitor’s Gate at the London Tower on the River Thames
Dissonant
Photo by TJ Paris
blue sky speckled black
conspirators cackling
ravens on the wing
~kat
For TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge based on this photo by his photo and the prompt Words: Melody (Cackle) and Blue.
The Fixer-Upper
PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
“It has potential.”
“Um, if you say so.”
“Picture this John. The kitchen goes here.” Molly tossed a shelf out of the way, sweeping her arms to display her vision. “This space is perfect for an open floor plan. Just look at those rafters! The bathroom is already plumbed. We just need new fixtures and…and…”
“Molly, you said ‘we’. You remember I’m an accountant right? I don’t know anything about…”
Molly laughed and nuzzled into him, “I know, silly. We can afford a contractor at this price. So…?
He couldn’t say no. “Well, looks like we bought a warehouse house!”
~kat
(100 Words)
For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction challenge inspired by this photo by J. Hardy Carroll.
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