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Twittering Tales #42 – 25 July 2017

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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 #41 – The Round-Up

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From Reena at ReInventions:
He hoped for a “Coffee, tea or me?” moment. Luck favored him, and he spotted a bar on the left. “Let’s stop for a shot of vodka”, said she.
(139 characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan – Guerrilla Marketing
Greg was a fine father, a great cook and always made the guys on the bowling team howl with glee, but he was also hogging the middle lane, so he was ultimately an asshole!
138 Characters

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes a Haibun HERE, and a Twittering Tale:
It felt like November. She kept her distance out of habit not really caring. She was leaving and from now on it would always be November.
137 Characters

From Leena at Through my Heart Web – Soul Connection:
Climate Was Beautiful.Cool Breeze, Soothing Raindrops.Evrythng Pleasent.Still If Mind Is Occupied With Problems Nothing Excites Heart n Eyes.

From Hayley at The Story Files, a nice bit of flash fiction you can read HERE.

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea:
“Damned rain!”
“I think it’s beautiful.”
“You do?”
“Absolutely. It washes away the stench, the rot, the bad. It feels like starting anew.”
(135 characters)

From Sandi at Flip Flops Every Day (Follow the Link to find a link to the song that inspired Sandi’s Tweet:
There are times when a song just says it best!
Those windshield wipers slappin’ out a tempo,
Keepin’ perfect rhythm with the song on the radio
140 Characters

From Bobby at BobFairfield:
Well! the only good thing I can say for this downpour is, it should start to wash away the radiation before news of the leak gets out.
134 characters.

From Di at Pensitivity101:
Idiot.
Going too fast in bad conditions.
Hanging back, she watched as the lorry shredded a tyre and started to skid.
(114 characters)

From Sight11 at Journey, a Senryu:
Travellers explore
Transitory rests, Convene
Subsequently… Death. 

From Crow at Words and Feathers:
The storm slowed traffic to a crawl, making it easy to tail the rig hauling stolen corpses.
But when the doors opened from the inside…

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Hate driving in rain.
Trucks, cars, spray, visibility limited.
Keep left, don’t stray,
puddles I might drown in if not careful.
Barriers? Help!

From Tricia at Oh God, Now What?! – Click the link to listen to the drum beats that inspired Tricia’s tale:
Stacatto
Percussion on the shield
Wind crashed drops
Smashing on the high-hat
Slap tap on tires round
Skin on conga
Passing storm
Sheila E.

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
The rain was pouring sheets, she could hardly see the traffic ahead. In an instant, blinding light and blue skies. “Welcome, new angel.”

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Rain, rain go away
Come again another day
When I don’t have to drive all day
On the freakin’ freeway!

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Shine or rain,
There is no gain,
Albeit some pain,
Moving on in thy game,
Brings deserved fame,
In the echelons of history etched be your name.
138 characters

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
Always same nightmare. 
Driving through rainstorm on freeway. 
Sudden realization. 
Don’t know how to drive . . .   
(120 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Splish, splosh, swish swash, windscreen wipers dance from side to side. Rain pouring blades scoring clearing the driver’s view. Drip a drop.

From Rules640 at Life at 17:
“Why don’t you stop the car? It’s raining cats and dogs, I guess one lesson wasn’t enough for you….”  
He looked at her, “That’s the whole point, right, we can’t die twice…”
(126 characters)

From Barbara at Teleporting Weena:
Emergency!
This urgent notice from Toyland Central…
Child has turned water hose onto toy cars!
Evacuate immediately!
character count = 115

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:
It had taken years, but I was ready to go back. A watery shaft of sunlight brightened the sky. The clouds were clearing. Better days ahead.
(139 characters)

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflections:
For once he was thankful for the heavy rain and the traffic snarl. It meant spending more time with his girlfriend during the drive!
Letter count : 133

From Stacy at Warning the Stars:
Mid-summer solstice spun her anger, in a whiplash of sky-tears and tree leaves, across city highway buildings and windshields hot of road grit.  
(144 characters)

From Edwin at Edwin’s Journal:
“Damn, this storm’s getting heavy!”
“Drive carefully, mommy”
“Hope we reach our destination than be like in ‘The Final Destination’”
“MOM!”

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:
The life in front is hazed like the glass…wipers are not helping…but, we need to move on…have to just drive on…just to move on…
(137 Characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
The swish of the blades, vision that fades,
relentless and squeaky, makes me feel peaky
braking and curses. 
Smash, crash.
Thank God for nurses!
(140 characters)

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
The sign ahead read,”reach in one piece, not in pieces”.
My family’s smiling photo on dashboard stared at me.
I slowed down.
124 characters.

And…starting us off, my tweet:
“Hi…I’m gonna be late…traffic…and this damn storm…”
“They’re here. Got ’em some coffee…and…”
“Good. Tell them I’m…oh shit!”
(135 Characters)

What a great variety of twittering tales we had this week! Twisted nursery rhymes, several music-inspired offerings, accidents, ghosts, zombies, nightmares, and on the other end of the spectrum, inspiration, romance, portraits in human nature and a reference to Mother Nature herself! Thank you so much for playing along this week!

A side note about the challenge and the Round-up. For space’s sake, I re-post everyone’s twitter-sized tale in full each week, but some of you are inspired by the photo, expanding your offering into a longer piece (longer than 140 characters). I love reading your poetry and prose and will post a link here so everyone else can read it too. So if your pen urges you to write on, please follow your muse. The most important thing is that you are writing and having fun!

Now, I must admit some of your darker tales inspired me. For this week’s prompt I’ve rustled up a photo I took while visiting Savannah, GA. Savannah’s popular attractions include a variety of “Haunted Savannah” tours. Of course, I had to check it out! It was great fun, and I believe I might have captured a few other-worldly spirits with my camera. Along the tour we passed by “The Marshall House“. Today it is a luxury hotel with well-appointed rooms, but during the Civil War it was used as a hospital. In fact, during its renovation, human remains were found in the basement. The Marshall House is said to be the most haunted hotel in the United States. Ghost sightings, poltergeist activity, rattling doors and strange sounds are among the amenities of this historic place, along with complimentary wine and cheese in the library, free wi-fi, the use of two robes, private-label toiletries and bottled water for guests during their stay. Your typical 4-star hotel. But would you, if you could, stay a night here? Many people do…and they have stories to tell! See if you can conjure up a story of your own. And I’ll see you next week at the roundup! Have fun!

Twittering Tales #42 – 25 July 2017

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The Marshall House in Savannah, Georgia – Photo by Kat Myrman

She is brick and mortar,
lavish and luxurious,
host to travelers
young and old,
but in her belly
growls a legion,
lost dark souls
forever bound.

~kat
(137 Characters)


Twittering Tale #41 – 18 July 2017

 

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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 #40 – The Round-Up

From Michael At Morpethroad:
Life’s like a cracked record
Same shit different day.
She picked up the photo album
Found her wedding images.
I was young once.
We all were.

From Sight11 at Journey:
Noise
Silently abused
Art of Singing continued
Devotees cherish pain

From Reena at ReInventions:
In a Time Warp
The screeching needle was stuck there, just like his life. Who, but a forgotten singer, would play a disc in the times of digital music?
(136 characters)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
$20,000 he spent on what was described as a flawless record. With trepidation he sat the needle down. He was in near bliss, when…skip!
(138 characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses – Two Tales:
Smooth sailing or bumpy ride, the record plays it all.Ups or downs, the wheel of life, grateful that it never pauses to stand and stare.
136 characters

What is on the inside, is that it plays. The good or bad, inside of us,comes to the fore in any circumstance.
109 characters

From Sandi at Flip Flops Everyday:
*No Parking on the Dance Floor*
Hell Yeah
DJ Spin that beat
(Wiki Wiki)
Nodding head & moving feet
hip sway with a pounce
watch out for my booty bounce
Raising roof off the HOUSE
140 Characters

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
I couldn’t resist playing that old thing below. The needle landed the wrong way. A scratching sound was heard and my mind soar to the past.

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
Members of the band gathered ‘round the turntable.
Mesmerized, they listened to their newest release on vinyl.
1967? Surprise. 2017!
(131 characters; 20 words)

From Edwin at Edwin’s Journal:
She was engaged in reading.
He came; put on the vinyl and stood with his hand held forth and a romantic beam.
“Remember our first dance?”

From Willow at Willowdot21:
On repeat, Dandelion ran through my head. It accompanied, homework, tears, joy and growing up. The red & grey Dansette record player.
(140 Characters)

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:
A Waltz [Twittering Love Story]
He sees the sparkle in her eyes when Elvis starts It’s Now or Never, like that evening of ’67, he asks her for a dance…
[121 Characters]

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:
“It’s stuck, right on her favourite track.”
“As if she wanted it to accompany her last journey.”
“When it stops, we’ll know she’s there.”

From Leena at Through my Heart Web:
He kissed slpng wife’s lips,then stabbed her on chest,played CD on Vinyl Record her fav song.Calmly said,I Loved U,U betrayed Me,I Killed U.

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:
I woke alone, the needle scraping against the record centre. A hurried note on the bedside table: “I’ll call you.”
But I knew he wouldn’t.
(138 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Takes me straight back, this tune ‘Smoke gets in Your Eyes’ – my husky voice, eyes smarting from those wreaths of smoke. Such fun we had. So long ago. Play it again

From Di at Pensitivity101:
It was a classic, never failed to send her to sleep.
Just wondered if she’d ever hear the end.
Good job it was on auto eject.

From Stacy at Warning the Stars:
*recordplay*
It was well past midnight, but the champagne tickled her inhibitions.
“Go ahead, Harry,” her breath against his neck. “Play our song again.”

From Ghostmmnc at teleportingweena:
*None Left Behind*
click – tss
click – tss
click – tss
No one was left to change the record
When the Rapture occurred
No one was left behind
Amen
character count = 121

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea:
She woke up to the sound of her favourite song. Half-awake, she sunk deeper into her pillow.
Then she jumped up. Who turned on the player?
(139 characters)

From Varad at L.E.R.T.:
‘Egwabaa..gabbadwe..’ the old record spun
‘Discard’, thought Ronan, irritated
‘Few minutes more’, the evil inside it argued
He had no choice.
140 Characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
He was just going round in circles, not getting anywhere. Just as he thought of a brilliant plan, a huge black disc fell and squashed him.
(138 characters)

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
The metal pin touched the disc, screeching,
music sprang to life,
this anniversary he has no partner to jive,
Shhh, her spirit is watching.

And starting us off, my tweet from last week…

Scratch-pop…scratch-pop…scratch-pop
She couldn’t bring herself to right the needle. Was she depressed? Maybe. Monotony helped her sleep.
(139 Characters)
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Wow! I loved the Twitter Tales this week. Your tales spun off in so many directions! Mystery, romance, intrigue, supernatural, thrillers, nostalgia, faith, irony, melancholy! As always…not meaning to sound like a “broken record” but…you all are amazing! 🙂

This week’s photo is one I took on a dreary trip last week. I was on my way home from a funeral. How serendipitous of the weather to accommodate my mood! I’m looking forward to what you all do with it. A silver lining perhaps! 😉

Have a great week…smooth sailing and sunny skies. See you next week!

Twittering Tale #41 – 18 July 2017

“Hi…I’m gonna be late…traffic…and this damn storm…”

“They’re here. Got ’em some coffee…and…”

“Good. Tell them I’m…oh shit!”

~kat

(135 Characters)


Twittering Tale #34 – 12 June 2017

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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 #33 – The Round-Up

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“Architecture” from Pixabay.com

From Michael at Morpethroad:

All was in readiness
The trap had been set.
Settle back, be patient.
Wait.
The prize well worth the trouble.
A promotion rested on this success.
(140 characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:

Two made a couple and the bench was perfect sit out for the both of them. Stealing a glance from above, he let out a sigh, One! is a loner.
139 characters

From Soul Connection at Through My Heart’s Web:

Everyday I used to secretly glance at you.
Never expressed my Love as you were married.
Today for d last time I will see You..
Sadly in coffin.

From Shweta at My Random Ramblings:

He peeked through the blinds,
camera in hand,
careful not to make any sound.
He was determined,
to snap a photo of the rather elusive Blackbird.
(140 characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:

How long had he been out? The square was empty. Time to go she decided, just then she saw his car.Damn too late quickly she re hid her case.
(140 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:

The sun had set, and it was time for him to move out in his dark black suit. Another night of terror, another night of crime …. nobody knew Dr. Jekyll was really Edward Hyde.
(140 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:

The upstairs neighbour who spends every weekend partying hasn’t taken up his usual seat yet. Hope the varnish doesn’t dry too quickly.

From Michael at Flawed Masterpieces:

Mary looked out the window, hoping for her own little peeping Tom. Just as she looked, she felt the tingling sensation of her late husband.

From Di at Pensitivity101:

Of course he wasn’t paranoid.
Someone had moved the bench, that’s all.
(69 characters)

From Patty at PJTemple:

I bought a unit overlooking the bench where we first kissed. I know she said it was over, but I just had to be close to her somehow.

From Barbara at Teleporting Weena:

THE CURSE

50 years locked in your room
50 years your curse from the moon

The curse was lifted today
Twitching back the curtain,
She smiled
(Character count 125)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

His monochrome world was driving him insane. Each day, he took one peek through the blinds, wishing for that technicolor Oz moment. Alas.

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:

why the evening is so serene…where the kids have gone…oh, blimey…they’ve gone to war…but, then who’re ascending…shadowy figures…
(140 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

She hoped to see who kept leaving food on the doorstep. I do hope there’s fewer beans this week she thought, dashing to the loo yet again!
(138 characters)

From Nicola at Sometimes Stellar Storyteller:

She never was good at hide and seek but the stakes had never been this high before. In her current mood, I’d be a fool to underestimate her.

From Diganta at Plastic Souls…A bit of flash fiction inspired by the photo that you should have a look at. It’s a really nice read. Thanks Diganta! Click HERE.

From Susmita at Uniquesus

The nattily dressed stranger sat on the bench of their alley every evening. “What must be keeping him away today?” thought Judy.
(131 characters )

From Oneta at Sweet Aroma:

They say I’m in my son’s house
Too old to live alone
They say he’ll care for me
But I know that cannot be.
My son is a baby – he is only three.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:

‘Ha ha – my cunning clues worked, led them Them straight here into my trap…
thought they could cheat me eh? Their turn to feel sorry”

and starting us off, my tweet tale:

“Do you see her?”
“Not yet. Settle down. You’ll spoil the surprise.”
Just then, Grandma walked in from the back door.
“Surprise!” she shouted.

Just as I had suspected, there were quite a few tales lurking behind the curtain this week. We had a bit of romance, intrigue, mystery, horror, drama, tragedy, and comedy. Well done! You all are awesome! So many different takes on this photo. Thanks so much for joining the challenge.

This week, I found this odd photo at pixabay.com by photographer, stevepb. See what you can make of it! Does it look like the greatest thing since sliced bread to you…or something horrible? Have fun my friends! See you at the Round-Up next week! 🙂

Twittering Tale #34 – 12 June 2017

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Photo by stevepb at pixabay.com

“Banangers?!” Emily screeched, “You’re insane Tom!” 
“But it’s brilliant Em. GMO meat trees will be the new superfood.”
“I think I’ll pass!”

(138 Characters)

~kat


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


Twittering Tales #1 ~ 17 October 2016


I love flash fiction, six word stories, three line tales and 100 word stories. These minimalist formats have helped me learn the art of telling stories without a lot of unneeded fluff. As they say, “Just the facts ma’am.” 😊

These days Twitter is all the rage, literally. We pop off loud (all caps), mean, obnoxious, inflammatory rants. Fortunately, the Twitter “powers that be” had the wisdom to limit us to 140 characters. Thank you Twitter goddesses!

As one who loves a good challenge, I thought, what if we tried to tell a story in only 140 characters, prompted by a photo or painting? Wouldn’t that be fun?

So, here is my 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 atcharactercountonline.com.

I will do a round up each Tuesday, along with providing us  a new prompt.

To get this challenge started here is today’s prompt:


And here’s my twitter tale:

It was a grim sight. The first victims of the plague had turned to stone, ghosts who held too tightly to the past, now doomed to repeat it.

kat ~ 17 October 2016
(139 Characters)

The rest of the story…a bit of background on today’s prompt:

I found this intriguing photo, taken by Marczoutendijk, at wikimedia commons. The bronze sculpture, by Peter Nagelkerkein, was unveiled in Nuenen Park in the Netherlands, despite the vehement protests of residents who considered it ugly. Interestingly, the painting that inspired the sculpture, called “The Potato Eaters” by Vincent Van Gogh, also met with resistance  when it was unveiled. Seen as rough, dark and ugly, many believed it veered too far from the brighter impressionistic genre of the day.  Van Gogh would later write to his sister, saying that he considered this piece, his first official painting, to be his best work.

Obviously, my story has nothing to do with peasants or potatoes. But that is the beauty of art. It’s that “eye of the beholder” thing. So, what do you see? 🤓