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Twittering Tale #75 – 13 March 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 #74 – The Round Up

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Photo by Dan Gold at Unsplash.com

Starting us off:
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Nope! The sign says ‘Stay on the Trail’.”
“Awe, come on. I’m dying to see what’s past that ridge.”
“Nope.”
“Well, you’re missing out. Hey (haha), if I’m not back in ten minutes call the ranger. Later, loser!”
“Hello…is this the Park Ranger?”
(277 Character)

From Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Last Laugh
Tried not to giggle as them trendy eco-tourist hikers neared. Always making jokes about us locals. See how well they took a joke – Removed park ranger’s detour sign. Stay on the trail, alright, folks Right into that flooded creek bed. Laughs
on them — Hear them hollering already.
(278 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Picnic Baskets
He pushed through the undergrowth and peered at the sign.

Must be this way, he thought, his stomach rumbling.
He hurried along the trail, thinking about lunch waiting at the end of it.
The trouble with signposts is that everyone can read them. Including bears.
(258 Characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Nonconformist
“I’m not a color within the lines kind of a guy,” Don said. “You know, Frank, that rules are meant to be broken, right? It’ll be fine.”
“But it says to stay….”
Don interrupted Frank. “If you’re scared, you can stay here,” and he headed off of the trail.
He never saw the bear trap.

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Trail
I peered through the Halloween Maze’s boarder and saw the deep woods beyond. A small scream rose in the distance followed by laughter. I was so bored, this place was for babies. I wanted a real scare! Ignoring the sign, I forced my way out and I’m still regretting it to this day.

From Joem18b at Does Writing Excuse Watching:
as kids we took quicksand seriously. we lived on the edge of a swamp and in the movies bad guys were always being swallowed up. course we didn’t have many paths to stay on. turned out, though, it was a burnt-out hollow in a sawmill sawdust hill that claimed one of us.
268 characters

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Lost. The wife on my case saying, “Told you to stay on the track.”
The lure of the gingerbread house was far too great.
The witches caught us and dispatched the wife.
So it wasn’t all bad.
As for me, I’m their slave, drudgery personified.
(234 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Why would politeness make any difference. They never listen. They all go their own sweet way giving us the finger as they do.
We need to do something to keep them to the path. Those flowers are last of their kind, if they get trampled that’s it. How about. KEEP OUT MINES!
(273 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Forbidden
Daily advice from Mom – Don’t write on the walls. All I could think about was how I would adorn the walls with my art.
So many accidents have taken place at this spot, because the signage becomes a temptation to attempt the forbidden. The irresistible taste of the forbidden fruit…
(280 characters)

From Elsie (aka Kiwinana) at Ramblings of a Writer:
Lost Trail
Having walked for some time we came across a sign, wondering where we had gone wrong as there was no track ahead except for a drop of some twenty meters down a bank.
Wondering what that meant we turn round and walked back the way we had come.
Strange sign at the end of the trail.
278 Characters

From Isabel at Poetry, Fiction & Photography:
Please stay on the trail. There are things in those woods you don’t want to meet.
There was a young girl who wandered from the trail. All we found was her little red riding hood.
So please stay on the trail. The sign’s not there for the good of our health, but yours.
(265 characters)

From BroadsidesDotMe:
I wanted to roam, without any particular purpose to my journey, to ramble, indifferent to any particular objective, meander aimlessly about, but no. the straight and narrow police had got here before me.

From Jannat at Be Happy:
The awesome threesome went for day hiking. The park rangers instructed them to stay on the trails. But compelled by the habits, they went for shortcut and got into trouble.
(176 characters)

From D.Avery at ShiftNShake:
They knew to go through this forest only in daylight, to stay on the trail, but fallen trees forced them off. Branches scratched them, grabbed them, held them; remembered stories stirred their fears. Night noises, screeches and rustlings, rose as darkness fell, hope sinking fast.
280 Characters

From Leena at Soul Connection:
(Conversation Order:- Chameleons, Caterpillars, Reptiles, Squirrels, Ants with King Of The Jungle On Serious Concern.)
Humans Wander Carrlessly
R Dey Rly Intlgnt?
Selfsh.Only Folow Rules In Der Territory
Yes,Yes,Ys.Dey Dnt Value Our Lyf
Ltz Plce Sgnboard Lyk Dem,May b Dey Start Wlkg On Trail n V Wl B Sfe
Lets Try.

Well done everyone. I think after reading your tales I might be convinced to follow the rules…maybe. 😉 I do like a good adventure off the beaten path…but I digress. In honor of St. Paddy’s Day (my Irish roots come by way of my paternal Grandmother, Florence O’Malley), I found a nice photo of a little green fellow. Hee hee…well…he’s not exactly a leprechaun, but he could be a prince in disguise, or just an ordinary frog doing what ordinary frogs do…whatever that is. Do you know? I’m sure there’s a story in that, somewhere. Have fun! See you and next week’s roundup! 🙂

Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig ort!


Twittering Tale #75 – 13 March 2018

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Photo by Couleur at Pixabay.com

Yeah, yeah, I know I was supposed to get the princess to kiss me to break the curse, yadda, yadda, yadda. But, can I be honest? She was a real bitch. You know the type. High maintenance with a pitchy voice that sounded like a fly on a duck turd. Bein’ green ain’t so bad.

~kat
(271 Characters)


Twittering Tales #74 – “Please Stay on the Trail” – 6 March 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 #73 – The Round Up

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photo by MabelAmbe at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

Paw Paw got tired o’ waitin’. He took to buildin’ his own wall. Make ‘merika great. Give ol’ Mr. Trump a head start. We never woulda guessed they’d of impeached the greatest president this country’s eva’ seen. But that’s what they done. Paw Paw pretty much gave up after that.
(277 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Frauds We Pull
“Boundaries with permeability baffle me. What was the intent behind it?”
“There is no intent, just imagination. It is an invitation to transgressors, minus the responsibility for consequences.”
“It holds good for all frauds – perpetrated on institutions – and/or the self.”
(271 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Footbridge
“That’s all that’s left?” Henry said to his brother Ben. “I knew it was a bad storm, but I didn’t think it would take almost the whole footbridge out.”

“I guess we better get started rebuilding it, huh?” Ben said.
“Nah,” said Henry. “We’re big enough we can just jump the stream.”
(278 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
False Impressions
Townies thought the irrigation ditch was a river. Thought the old piece of cattle pen was a bridge. Thought Bellhope Boxster the Hereford bull was a cow…
155 characters

From John at BroadsidesDotMe:
My bridge, my dulcet bridge. This was my final civil project, submitted for my doctorate in Civil Engineering. It was described by my professor as the finest example he had ever seen of organic engineering and that I was clearly destined to work in as yet unexplored fields of engineering.


Twittering Tales #73 – 27 February 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 #72 “Hopewell” – The Roundup

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Photo prompt by Leigh Heasley at Pexels.com

Starting us off…

He tapped the steering wheel absentmindedly. She leaned against the door, face pressed against the glass, when a stone column caught her eye, “Hopewell”.
“More like hopeless,” she thought.
He broke the silence, “We could adopt…”
“Really?” she slid over, leaning into him.
(276 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Hopewell’s creaking door, the butler’s crossed eyes, his hideous hump and a habit of standing too close were all signs to beware of.
The chill as you settled in bed, the ghostly screams in the night,
The rattling of chains, Cousin Boris’ slimy handshake ensured a sleepless night.
(278 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Another morning in the gray soulless house. She crept out of the door into cold gray air. Her case was light as she carried it down the drive so as not to wake those in the house
Out of the gray gates for the last time! Today the first day of her life in colour.Farewell Hopewell.
(280 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Get Well Soon messages indicate you are unwell. But Hope well?
“Jim, better check the map again. I have a hunch we are heading for trouble.”
(139 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
“Hopewell?” Dan said as they passed the ivy-covered stone post on the road to the hospice. “I see no hope and nothing well about any of this.”
“Don’t worry, son,” Alex said. “My time is just about up and I hear the drugs they give at this place will make my passing quite pleasant.
(280 characters)

From Rules640 at Life at 17:
“Before you is a little place,
Go there and you will enjoy your stay
But if you wanna leave,
If you wanna go back to your place,
You should know you won’t be allowed.”
“Read this before you enter” the guard had told her. Days after being stuck inside she wished she had read it before.
280 characters

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Just terrible bad luck, the inquest said, that she had wandered in during the few seconds the security barrier was down.
The coroner ordered the establishment to clean off the ivy from the plaque that indicated ‘Hopewell Psychiatric Hospital.”
244 Characters

From Hayley at The Story Files:
All that was left of the old manor house was the front gate post with the name plaque on. The driveway led to nothing and nature was running wild. What happened no one knew for sure, there were too many secrets that the dead now kept.

From Jan at Strange Goings on in the Shed:
She stared at the name intently, it filled her with dread of the darkest kind. Her soul curled at the edges, repelled by the prospect of revisiting old nightmares. Ana was the last of the bloodline and had to break the Curse. They warned her not to return, too late she was back.
(279 characters)

From Lorraine at My Frilly Freudian Slip:
Hopewell. They’d all hoped well. Her parents, the doctors.
The wail of approaching fire engines over-powered screams from inside the institution.
She smiled as she walked past the gate. She had hoped well enough.
[211 characters]

From Leena at Soul Connection:
She:-Silent Plce.Bird Chrpng,Sound Of Dry Leaves Crushng n..
He:-N Spirits Roamng(Laughng)
Very Funny
HOPEWELL
Wht?
Its Wrttn Here.C On Pillar
She Clckd Pic n Draggd Him 4wrd
Its Gng To B Dark n V R Alone
No
(Teasng)U Mean V R Nt Alone?
Ahaa Haa.Shut Up
As Dey Crsd Pillar,Spirit Follwd Dem.

From Joy at Poetry Joy, 3 Tales:
Obscured
Almost obscured by leaves
this sign breathes renewed
hope into her sad soul
signalling a new beginning
where joy and optimism
overcomes pain
(139 characters)

We hop
She squirms higher in her seat because, at age 5, she can barely read. But she sees “hop we” as indicator of her family being happier here.
(139 characters)

Secrets lurk within
Hedged in by dense
undergrowth, accessed
by dusty driveway
a house stands proud
looks inviting but is
far from it, for deep
secrets lurk within
(140 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
For a school founded in 2001 it sure was a strange old gate post.
Mo had chosen this particular High School for the sports, and he was looking forward to joining the athletics team.
He was a little wary though because to be accepted he knew he must first find the other gate post!
(280 characters)

From BroadsideDotMe, a bit of history on Hopewell?
“Hopewell”, the little known public school where the teenage Adolf Hitler spent a year learning English. The school was so proud of its connection with “Mien Kampf” that to this day the gateway has but a single, well lets not be vulgar about this, a single roundel upon the gatepost. It would be prudent not to mention the school song.

From Radhika at RadhikasReflection:
Uma slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt. The place looked very familiar. Recollection came in a flash. Her husband, in her previous birth, had brutally murdered her a few months after the wedding. She recognized the old man walking out. She knew what to do…
Letter count 280

Very creative takes this week. There was something mysterious about this ivy covered entrance with its name…Hopewell…Hope Well. You all took a few twists in the road on this one. Excellent tales! This week, I had a little fun with the photo…sorry, couldn’t resist. But I think there might be a few more stories hidden here. A ditch, a broken down bridge, a fence in the distance, a lake in the background. Something happened in this place. The question is, what? Have fun fellow tweeters. See you next week at the Roundup!


Twittering Tale #73 – 27 February 2018

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photo by MabelAmber at Pixabay.com

Paw Paw got tired o’ waitin’. He took to buildin’ his own wall. Make ‘merika great. Give ol’ Mr. Trump a head start. We never woulda guessed they’d of impeached the greatest president this country’s eva’ seen. But that’s what they done. Paw Paw pretty much gave up after that.

(277 Characters)

~kat


Twittering Tale #72 – 20 February 2018 – “Hopewell”

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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 #71 – The Roundup 

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photo prompt by kbhall17 at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

Oh, I could tell ya’ some stories. I’ve lived here in flat number 1 going on 40 years now. People don’t realize I’m behind this old red-framed door. They’re too busy planning adventures or their next meal. The things I’ve heard! Do you have a minute? I just made tea. Come sit.
(277 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
But
The signs have added on over the years, indicating that tourist inflow to the city has increased. I am happy that a few faces who had migrated to the city for jobs have returned – to find prosperity in their hometown. One face that I cared about is back. But… he is not alone.
(276 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
It’s a Sign
I am happy
That I am here with you
I am happy
With the mountain and the sea
Even with storms we’ve got to go through
The challenges we’ve surpassed, signs that we grew
I am happy
Signs of our lives
This way, that way
As long as we’re together
We’ll find our own way
Signs of our lives
(275 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
‘Follow the sign’ he said.
‘You can’t miss it’.
46 characters

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
Tacky
The backpackers frowned, not at the plethora of B&Bs but at the street architecture, wondering if there might still be a corner of the planet that was not afflicted with the plague of that particular mass-produced door!

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Analysis Paralysis
Should I go to the castle? Should I visit the cave? Should I stop by the lodge or the B&B?
I could take a hike or take a ferry. I might sniff around at the perfumery & floral center. I might hop on my bicycle and head for the college.
Oh, I’ll just walk to the pub and try to decide.
(279 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
The Sign
The feeling was overwhelming me. I’d hiked long hours and when I finally made it to town, my brain and body was telling me I could wait no longer. I could barely read the signposts in front of me to point the way. In desperation, I knocked on the door. “CAN I USE YOUR BATHROOM??”

“I told the mayor, Mrs Finigan I did.”Said Aylish Mehon, crossing her arms. “Those damn Murphy boys have repositioned each and every sign. Last night! I told Sean to go out and stop them. But no he’d not leave his bed! Now no one will know their Aillwee’s Cave from Frank’s Pub”
(280 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Only in Ireland
The tourist asked the way to Cregan’s Castle.
I said go to the end of the street and turn right.
At the post office turn right.
Then at Shannon’s Hotel turn right.
The tourist said if I do all that I’ll end up here.
That’s right I said, the Castle is just across the way.
(Characters 268)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Confusion
Here..No No There..Nooo.Ummm Yesss..May Be That Side…Ugghh…Ohh It’s So Confusing.
(‘Seems Lost’ He Thought Wtchng Her Lng Tym)
“Excuse Me. Can I Help You”
“Ohh Yes. Can You Plz Tell Me Whr Can I Place My Sign Board Here?
(Place For Signboard?Here?Is She OK?)
“Carry On..Good Luck.”

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
It’s a Sign
Max was a rogue!
Everyone said he would probably end up in jail!
He stole the signs over many years and added them to the posts.
No-one cared that they weren’t relevant, but tourists came in their thousands to take selfies.
Max, in his successful ice cream parlour, next door, smiled!
(280 characters)

From Isabel at Isabel Caves:

Gregan’s Castle
When I knocked on the door of Gregan’s Castle I never expected to end up living here. I didn’t believe the rumours about the strange owner either. It’s OK though – I’m never hungry, and I’ve always liked bats. When it comes down to it, being a vampire isn’t all that bad.
(271 characters)

Thank you everyone who played along this week. Twittering Tales about a stack of quirky signs turned out to be just what the doctor ordered to lighten the news of the day. I hope this week finds you well.

This week’s photo Prompt by Leigh Heasley at Pexels.com is a mystery. Is this a destination or just a sight along the way? Hope to see what you think at next week’s roundup. Peace to you…

Twittering Tale #72 – 20 February 2018 – “Hopewell”

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Photo prompt by Leigh Heasley at Pexels.com

He tapped the steering wheel absentmindedly. She leaned against the door, face pressed against the glass, when a stone column caught her eye, “Hopewell”.

“More like hopeless,” she thought.

He broke the silence, “We could adopt…”

“Really?” she slid over, leaning into him.

(276 Characters)

~kat


Twittering Tale #71 – 13 February 2018 – It’s a Sign

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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 #70 – The Roundup 

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Photo by PIRO4D at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

The Race
Jon and Sue were first to find the final clue: a riddle.
It has a mouth but never speaks, a bed but never sleeps…
“Think Sue,’ Jon pleaded. “the others are coming!”
“The river!” Sue exclaimed, “It’s the river!”
At river’s edge, they claimed their prize…freedom from the island.
(279 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Misleading Clues
Six kids were reported to be missing from a school excursion. Alex led the police to the forest.

He had seen the note on the bench, which appeared to be a clue for Treasure Hunt. He had learnt from his detective mother that criminals often place misleading signs in the path.
(275 characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan:
Fall at the First Hurdle
Knowing that time was short he traded his vast estate for a lump of Orwellium, the rarest metal on earth, so that when his blood-sucking offspring discovered the treasure map they’d discard the seemingly worthless stone that held it in place and set off on a costly and ultimately fruitless quest…

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Forever Together
He Slwly Tk Ot Crumbld Letter n Plcd It Bside Him On Bench.1nce Sun Sets,Lyk Evrytym He Whsprd I Love You B4 Leaving.
Snce 2Yrs He Cmes Alne Wd Ltr Of Blvd Late Wfe n Sits On Sme Bench As Dey Hd Prmsd 2C Evry Sunset 2gtr n Wrote Ltr 2Ech Othr,So Tht If 1Die Anthr Wl Nvr Fl Lonely.

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
The List
She picked up the crumpled sheet& looked around guiltily before smoothing it out, feeling like a voyeur. How awful, she thought, someone must be going through hell right now, &looked for a stone to hold down the shopping list in case the distraught owner came back looking for it.

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
The Note
An excited Amit rushed to their usual meeting place at the park. Seema and he were to wed that day much against her parent’s wishes. Instead he found a note from her brother which read,” We have killed Seema for disgracing our family.” Amit froze there with shock and disbelief!
Letter count 278

From Fandango at This, That, and The Other:
The Note
“Where did you get this?” the deli owner asked me.
“I found it sitting under a rock on a bench in the park,” I answered. “It seems to be written in German, so I brought it here. Can you tell me what it says?”
“You need to take this to the police,” he told me. “It’s a suicide note.”
(280 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Their relationship had been rocky, to say the least as of late. She asked him to meet her at the park, at their “bench.” He knew where she meant. He didn’t even bother reading her long diatribe, the wordy bitch. He just kept strolling, mentally packing his belongings.

From Willow at WillowDot21:
The Shock
Running as fast as she could towards the railway. Up and over the style, she was stopped dead in her tracks. There was a note right where her foot had landed on the style. Held down by a stone, a hand written note. Slowly and carefully she picked it up and cautiously read it.
(279 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
I found a love letter addressed to me.
In a random place by a random person, reaching out, telling me I was ok, beautiful and worthwhile.
It lifted my heart, I felt elated, buzzing within.
I replaced the note, precious stone and all
Hoping the next person would get the thrill I did.

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:
One Last Message
If you find this, please try to understand. I know I said meet me here in a month’s time. But I just can’t. Too much has happened. I’ll never forget you, but this has to be goodbye.
182 characters.

From Jan at Strange Goings on in the Shed:
Highly Restricted
Headed Highly Restricted
It was lifted from locked files and sent to shadowy cliques
This was point of no return, and others had to be warned now
The contents were dire.
How could they unleash this on the world?
Surely It was Marketing gone mad? Why? Ken and Barbie sing show tunes.
(280 characters)

From Isabel at Isabel Caves – Poetry, Fiction & Photography:
From the Log of Major James Whitfell
The portal wasn’t what we thought. We thought to see the marvels of the future, but all we see is destruction and death. Let this log serve as a warning – curiosity killed more than the cat.
(191 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Bench Love
Sitting on a park bench, I saw a paper pinned by a rock. With a quick glance, I picked up and read what was a love letter. The named addressee seemed familiar and looking I spotted the same name on the bench’s plaque. I returned the letter and left.
(191 characters)

From Rules640 at Life at 17:
A New Page
He touched her hand accidentally and a new page was written about him

“His hands touched my body, penetrated my soul and left an imprint I know I could never erase, even after this moment would be gone, even after he would be gone, a part of him will always remain with me.”
273 characters

Thanks to everyone who helped reveal the mysteries of the letter in last week’s photo prompt. As always, you all took us in many directions with a variety of tales including lost loves, broken hearts, lost inheritances, forgotten lists, mysterious authors, serendipitous messages, love stories and even time travel. What fun. Speaking of many directions, this week’s photo prompt by kbhall17 at Pixabay.com is all about signs to interesting places. You can write about one of the destinations on the signpost…or bundle several of them together in one grand adventure! Remember, you only have 280 characters and a week to explore. Have fun and I’ll see you at the Roundup!

A housekeeping note before I close…I received a note from one of our fellow twittering talers that they had found a large number of nasty spam comments that seemed to be linked to one of their twittering tales under the old 140 character logo (this is my original artwork so I can’t imagine anything being attached to it). I did not see any spam or odd comments directly in my mailboxes, but if anyone else is having an issue, please let me know so I can alert WordPress. I hate that the fun of this challenge is being spoiled by a bunch of trolls. At any rate, I hope no one else is having an issue.  


Twittering Tale #71 – 13 February 2018 – It’s a Sign

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photo prompt by kbhall17 at Pixabay.com

Oh, I could tell ya’ some stories. I’ve lived here in flat number 1 going on 40 years now. People don’t realize I’m behind this old red-framed door. They’re too busy planning adventures or their next meal. The things I’ve heard! Do you have a minute? I just made tea. Come sit.

(277 Characters)

~kat