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Twittering Tales #157 – 8 October 2019

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 #157 – 8 October 2013
Photo Prompt by noelsch at Pixabay.com

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Photo by noelsch at Pixabay.com

“Coffee, I need coffee,” Marcus grumbled as his head bobbed, smacking the metal desk.

As the java brewed, monitors in the observation room started flashing. The alarm system blared. The sprinkler system busted loose. The lights popped to dark.

“Shoulda made tea,” Marcus hissed.

~kat

280 Characters


Twittering Tales #156 – The Roundup

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Photo by David Cardinez@ pixabay.com

Starting us off…

Don’t Feed The Bears…
Where are the keys?!
I thought you had them.
Why would I have them? It’s your car!
Because you said you were driving when the bear showed up. Oh god! They’re in my
purse…out there! Now what?!
I guess we wait.
Do you think he knows we’re here?
Don’t look behind you! He knows!
~kat
275 Characters

By Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Flash news, there’s a bear
By the road I swear
Stamp his paws with a grunt
I could hear his wail
Crossing the rail
I might have a stroke with this stunt

I’ve got a phobia
Bear and zoophobia
Start the car, here’s the key
Then I heard a shot
Went down on the spot
Carry bear back to the zoo*
(277 characters)

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
A family trip
Family outings to the zoo were fun, but we preferred, by far, the wildlife park.
We always headed straight to the bears.
We saw one approaching.
I turned to the children in the back seat.
“Isn’t he majestic!”
I heard the click of the back door as it opened.
I screamed.
“The kids lock!”
(279 chars)

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Fig Newtons
Look, Dad, a bear is coming toward our car.
Wait, why are you closing the windows, Dad? I was going to give the bear some of my Fig Newtons. I bet he’s hungry.
Why aren’t you supposed to feed the bears, Dad? I’m getting out of the car so I can feed him some Fig Newtons.
Dad, HELP!
(279 characters)

By Reena at ReInventions:
Mmm…
“Isn’t he cute, Mama?”
“Yes. He is. But you can’t cuddle him like a soft toy. Keep your hands in.”
Click. Click….
Humans…. They never understand we’re a friendly lot treated well. Their interest ends after
a few click sounds. I fancy the cute kid, though .. soft, must be yummy…. mmm
(280 characters)

By Jim at Mindscapes.net:
Not Your Typical Watchdog
“What’s the deal with your uncle anyway? He always has to over do everything!”
“NORMAL people have a watch DOG, not a bear!”
“The least he could do is call that thing off now that he knows we are here.”
“I know we should have called before driving out here but really?”
266 characters

By Mike at The Bookish Recovering Know-It-All:
Two Juniors
We had only really wanted just to see them in their Natural Habitat, outside of the cruel and seemingly unnecessary bars of the jail like zoo. Surely, we thought, they weren’t actually as dangerous and wild as we’ve been told on those Nature Shows. “Honey, where is junior?”
(274 characters)

By Jaq at JaquintinWriter:
Morning commute
Yepp!
Running late
Detour ahead
Back roads sign
Drivers beware
Black bears crossing
Phew!
Glove compartment spare
Trail mix fruit and nut bars
Bear’s toll cross road one nature bar
Picture transaction captured for souvenir.
cc: 228

By Angie at The World of Words:
By The Roadside
“Daddy, what’s that?”
“Dangerous son, stay out of sight… Wait, where are you going?”
The bigger bear could only look on as his cub walked out the bush and up to the metal thing.
The humans inside reacted by screaming.
Daddy bear smiled, “at least they weren’t hunters!”
Character count: 264

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
The trip to the Yellow Stone park would stay forever in my memory. The cub who had wandered on the road in the park looked so cute and innocent. I got out of the car to take a picture of it despite a warning from my husband. I saw the mama bear coming just in time to escape.
Character count: 273

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
Hitchhiker
“No time to explain, get in and drive!” the black bear growled.
Surprised by the talking bear rather than startled, the man instinctively obeyed. “Where are we going?” he asked politely.
“The Rockies. My friends are having a potluck dinner so I’m bringing you!” the bear replied.
(277 characters)

By Suzette at Suzette B’s Blog:
The other side
No time for photo opportunity today. I just want to get to the other side–To my special summer place. There, the cool waters bear plenty of salmon at this time of day. I pause, give a respectful glance, get my bearings, then tip toe around, to the other side.
Total characters: 277

By Rugby at The Bag Lady:
Aftermath at the hospital—
I’m telling you, I read the badge!
What badge?
The one he was wearing! Joe winced as the nurse was finishing up the lengthy stitches in his arm.
I read it – “feed me!”.
The park ranger snorted. “Bears are a lot smarter than you think—scratched off “Don’t”.
280 characters

By Di at Pensitivity101:
Ah, the Meals on Wheels service has arrived. I’ll just call the gang!
69 characters.

By Joem at Does Writing Excuse Watching?:
New Staff
notice: due to tight budget we are forced to reduce park staff and rely on volunteers for cleanup and security. please be patient as they settle in, and observe the following rules: do not feed staff. staff accepts cash only. do not fraternize with staff. thank you.

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
Truly A Legendary Story
Goldilocks’, and the Three Bears’, descendants are awfully posh. They’ve taken to staging an annual reenactment of their famous moment. Tickets are prohibitively expensive. To have seen it live is to be a part of the elite in their world. I wish I could.
(258 characters) 

By Regina at Help From Heaven:
Giving the Forest Back to the Animals
“Look, Mama, a bear!” declared young Jonathan from the backseat! I cried, as I watched the animal roaming free in his natural habitat. Cutting down trees for houses and strip malls has ended. Giving the forest back to the animals is the most humane gesture we have ever made.
(276 characters)

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It:
Bear In The Road
“Found a bum and an old car that runs. We could go back to the amusement park and camp out in the shed again,” Ron says. Linda agreed and they piled in the car and headed out. No one seemed to be following them. “Is that a bear in the road?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Well drive around it.”
276 characters

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Kitty
Yes, I remember when we took the kids to Yellowstone, back when black bears roamed freely across the road; often blocking cars for handouts. Timmy was only 3 at the time. I recall looking back and seeing Timmy roll down the window, pointing and crying out, “Kitty! Kitty!”
[275 characters]

By Deb at Twenty Four:
“Can we go to Canada?”
“Why?”
“I want to see the bears.”
“They’re not like Yogi, you know?”
“I know, can we go?”
“Only if you promise not to do something stupid.”
“Like what?”
“Like trying to get out the car when you see one so you can get the perfect picture.”
“Who me?”
“Who else?”

By Kristian at Tales From the Mind of Kristian:
Barely Believable
As they drove along the quiet forest road, Dorothy was startled to see something waving ahead. She’d seen hitch-hikers before but not like this one.
A huge bear was waving her down!
She considered herself a nature lover so she decided to stop.
What’s the worst that could happen?
[280 Characters]

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Bruno was really very pleased with his new SUV.
It wasn’t the precise colour he’d wanted, but the layout was superb, and the extras far surpassed any other make.
It was the first car to be fitted with a bathroom.
Bruno could now answer the age old question with “No, in the car!”
(276 characters)

By John at Broadsides:
“Ohh, goldilocks, what lovely seat covers, they remind me of my mother. She disappeared about a year ago. She told me to run and there were some loud bangs, haven’t seen her since, those covers look very familiar. “
Why are you crying now?

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Teddy Bear’s Picnic
After the last incident, the park rangers put up warning signs:
Keep your distance. Please don’t feed their addiction to selfies.
(130)


Excellent tales this week everyone. Thank you for joining the challenge! I am a bit scarce here on WordPress right now. I’m in the middle of insane hours at work, tending to my menagerie, and trying to find a new home (required by my partner’s health who can no longer manage the stairs and requiring some major downsizing, and getting our current house ready for market). It’s a little stressful and words are elusive right now. But have no fear, I will keep this challenge going. I hope to sit down with the Muse soon for a tete-a-tete. Until then, peace and kindness to you. And I will see YOU at the roundup next week! 🙂


Twittering Tales #156 – 1 October 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 #156 – The Photo Prompt

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Photo by David Cardinez@pixabay.com

Don’t Feed The Bears…

Where are the keys?!

I thought you had them.

Why would I have them? It’s your car!

Because you said you were driving when the bear showed up. Oh god! They’re in my purse…out there! Now what?!

I guess we wait.

Do you think he knows we’re here?

Don’t look behind you! He knows!

~kat

275 Characters


Now it’s your turn! Tell your own twittering tale in 280 characters or less, using the photo above by David Cardinez@pixabay.com as inspiration, and be included in next week’s roundup! And speaking of roundups, be sure to check out last week’s fantastic tales! Thank you to everyone who participated! Have a great week! 😊


Twittering Tales #155 – The Roundup

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Photo by MarkusmitK@pixabay.com

Starting us off…

A Beginning
“Who’d ever wanna come here?” he thought. But this would be the last day he watched the trains come and go. Tomorrow he’d be on the morning express, seat 34a, a window view. He ran his fingers over the ticket in his hand and smiled. Life begins tomorrow. No looking back.
~kat
271 Characters

By Reena at ReInventions:
Audience
“This shot is an absolute masterpiece. Shall we use it as the opening or closing shot in the movie? Let the actor slowly turn around to face the audience or turn away.”
“I guess both…”
“Why?”
“The story in between will happen below. The audience will identify more with that.”
(273 characters)

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
The Age of Steam
As a kid he’d stand on the bridge as the express trains approached.
Then run to the other side as wagons thundered by.
Acrid smoke would billow around his trembling body and invade his nostrils.
Pure excitement.
Now only boring trains chug past here.
More rails than locomotives.
(277 chars)

By Mike at The Bookish Recovering Know-It-All:
It Goes On
Looking out over tomorrow, Seeing himself with her just last week, Daniel didn’t know if he could do it anymore without seeing her again. The memories would always be stronger than reality alone. She was gone but he knew every day would be another choice for him to stay. “Live”.
(270 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
How ironic, he mused as he sat atop the girders looking down on the tracks.
The proud boast had been that it was built to last….. and it had.
Nothing would come or go now,  it was the only thing left intact after the Millennium War.
232 characters

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Hither and Yon
Hither and yon, he thought to himself as he looked down at the myriad tracks from his perch on the bridge.
Where is hither and where is yon, he wondered.
What might he find if he goes? Will hither and yon be different than here and now? Or will it be the same thing somewhere else?
(280 characters)

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
Suicide Wish
Too early, the train stops.
Too late, he misses the train.
The timing must be right.
After ages of planning, he knows exactly when the train passes under the bridge.
“Train’s delayed, problem with tracks up ahead,” a policeman calls out. “A sign, I’d say. You’re not destined to die.”
(280 characters)

By Suzette at Suzette B’s Blog:
Iron retreat
The tracks meet below my metal perch. The city will come alive soon. But for a brief moment, this is my place of quiet retreat. A reminder of the movement of life. For whether sitting, walking, driving or being transported, we are all carried in the womb of life.
Word count: 274

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
Right Said Fred
Fred’s parents have taken him shopping. His mother has gotten engrossed in the ladies’ unmentionables department. Boring! Soon he’ll pig out at the food court, but for now he fantasizes about things yet to come, knowing that all goes well in his world.
(254 Characters)

By Joe at Does Writing Excuse Watching?:
so long. trainyard. so long my friends, you diesel engines. loud and strong. as of tomorrow i’ll work only on electric locomotives. not diesel electrics, either. pure electric, clean and quiet. i love you but this railyard should become a boneyard.

By Bear at Jellico’s Writing Nook:
The Era
It was the era of annihilation.
Gone are the rails,
the buildings,
the bridges.
It was the era of annihilation.
Gone are the trees,
the plants,
the animals,
It was the era of annihilation.
Gone are the people,
the politicians,
the activists,
the human race.
It was the era of annihilation.
CC: 279 (281 with title) – Note from Kat…Title’s don’t count;)

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
Trusting a Bum Out of Desperation
“Grab costumes for you and Joey. I will take my clothes out and find a bum to wear them and walk down as far as the train tracks. That should draw anyone following away if there is someone and I will signal you guys to come and we will go quickly as far as we can,” Ron said.
275 characters

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Before After/After Before
In 1999, when he was an infant, Zil and his family migrated backwards in time, to 1963. Now 20, he was ready to visit the time he was really from. As he surveyed what, only moments before, had been open fields and woodlands, in 2019 not a blade of grass was visible. Zil wept.
[279 characters]

By Pratibha at Prat’s Corner:
The Shot
“You are being crazy.”
“Maybe. And you are starting to irritate me”
“How dare you, I have been posing here and there and everywhere ..”
“Because you like your pictures”
“My face deserves your camera. Why should I scale this bridge for a back shot?”
“Because that’s the prompt, Love”

By Hayley at The Story Files:
The View
He liked coming up to the roof of the abandoned hotel. It was the tallest building in the little city and he could see for miles around. He liked the space being up there give him. He keep breath, think and wait for his people to come back.

By Melanie at Sparks from a Combustible Mind:
Jason sat on the rail of the bridge overlooking the train tracks.  He’d gotten the latest rejection letter from the publisher and it was, for him, the final straw.  Nobody understood nor cared.   He thought perhaps this time he’d really jump.  That would show them all!
(character count: 270)

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Lucky
He’d been a loser all his life.
At school they gave him the nickname “lucky” because anything that could go wrong, always did.
He decided he’d had enough.  He would end it all by jumping under a train.
His phoned pinged with the latest news headline.
“Rail strike halts all trains!”
(278 characters)

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
Before starting training, he sat there surveying the tracks. Tomorrow! He would train hard and train well. It was going to be the best race he would ever run. If he won this marathon, he had a chance to get into the university of his choice and realize his dreams.
Character count: 265

By Deb at Twenty Four:
His stillness was concerning. To sit above the train lines and stare wasn’t the normal behaviour of anyone, least of all a young kid.
She thought to call out, she thought to find someone, anyone.
Instead she did nothing.
Five minutes later he jumped.
She never told anyone.
(270 characters)

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
The Serenity That Comes Before
He sat on the railway bridge and felt a moment of serenity.
And smiled as he considered that Life was so full of vapid worthlessness; an entity of nothingness; a rotting fungus living parasitically on time.
He took a deep breath, nothing drastic, then fell under the 8:29 train.
[277 Characters]

By Chaotically Yours at Dreaming Through the Haze:
The First Step
Tonight, he’s hidden. In his pocket, the amulet hums against his fingers. On the horizon, the southbound 7:15 hums back, chugging closer.
Slipping from the rail, he lights on the carapace of the train.
His back to warm metal, he watches the sky, tracks his movement by the stars.
Characters: 278

By Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Bam
There again!They dared me to get atop the railing and now they are nowhere to be seen.
These friends of mine call me a fibber. Let me take a selfie to prove it to them.
Bam!
Time to consult Dr. Google for dream analysis, been dreaming about this for a while now.
259 characters.

By John at Broadsides:
All you need to be a trainspotter is an anorak and a good spot to watch the trains go by. And dreams. The 9.10 to Paris, Brussels, and Amsterdam. The 10 am to Potters Bar. The Gatwick Express and the Brighton Belle, Virgins and Stage coaches, the Great Western Rail, Electric and Diesel and occasionally steam, all from here, on my bridge of dreams

 


Twittering Tales #155 – 24 September 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!


This Week’s Twittering Tales #155 – 24 September 2019 – Photo Prompt

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Photo by MarkusmitK@pixabay.com

Starting us off…

A Beginning

“Who’d ever wanna come here?” he thought. But this would be the last day he watched the trains come and go. Tomorrow he’d be on the morning express, seat 34a, a window view. He ran his fingers over the ticket in his hand and smiled. Life begins tomorrow. No looking back.

~kat

271 Characters


Twittering Tales #154– The Roundup

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Photo by Tama66 at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

The Time Capsule
The Year is 3020. A time capsule from 2020 has been unearthed. Hologram screens materialized around the world as the Western Hemisphere President unlatched the trunk revealing an iPhone, shape-wear, A camera drone, an Instapot, air fryer, CBD oil and Donald Trump’s tax returns.
~kat
280 Characters

By Reena at ReInventions:
Hidden Treasure
Grandma always said her wealth of a lifetime lay in the trunk, but it can be opened only after she dies.
The family found a piece of paper in it after her funeral – “Ignite hope in people. It keeps you going.”
Was it the mystery that ensured she was well-cared for? Hidden treasure?
(280 characters)

By The Dark Netizen:
Grandma’s Chest
The chest lay untouched.
All us cousins knew we weren’t to go near it. Grandma had made that clear. However, on a boozy night, our curiousity got the better of us. I accepted the dare to open it. There lay grandpa’s corpse, one eye staring at us.
A knife plunged through the other.
Character Count: 280

By Amritha at Igniting Hope:
The Key
We gathered around a trunk found in the storeroom, now displayed in our living room. What could have been a moment of history became an ordinary event – it was an empty trunk.
As everyone left the place in disappointment, I noticed a tiny key inside the ’empty’ trunk!
(269 characters)

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
Ashes to ashes
His great grandfather bought the luggage as a sale item.
His grandfather treated it as a tool of escape.
His father, a memento and him, history.
Sadly, with his son, it was a piece of junk. And when he is gone, his grandson will treat it as a sale item in a garage sale.
Dust to dust.
(280 characters)

By Willow at WillowDot21:
The Find.
“It looks great in the hall.”

“Where’d you find it?”
“The attic.”
“I’m not sure it looks a tad worn.”
“Nothing a good polish won’t fix.”
“Umm, really?”
“Look a rub here, a rub there and it will shine like new!”
“Let’s get some coffee.”
As Will and Ed walked off the knocking started.
(275 Characters)

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Scaredy-Cat
“Aren’t you excited to see what’s in the trunk?”
“Not really. He was a very private man and I’m afraid of what he might have kept locked inside this trunk all those years.”
“Don’t be such a scaredy-cat. Open it.”
Reluctantly, she slowly opened the lid and looked inside.
“Oh my God!”
(279 characters)

By Mike at the Bookish Recovering Know-It-All:
Vaudeville Returns
$500 on this storage space at the auction, an old beat up trunk? Ive bewn at this awhile and I ususally get at least some furtinture, maybe a victorian lamp, even some old coins. Something more than ancient carriage. But today I guess its Vaudeville. But here goes. (Opens) Whoa!!
(280 characters)

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
They said these trunks belonged to Houdini, the famous magician. How grandpa got them in his attic was beyond Mick. He was forbidden to even touch them, let alone open. But how can you expect a fourteen year old be so obedient. Now the family is looking all over for him.
Character count: 273

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
A multilingual misunderstanding
“Il est temps de se faire la malle Frank.”
Marie-Claire followed him as he went upstairs and opened the big trunk.
“What are you doing cheri?”, she smiled.
“Packing – la malle!”
“Mais ‘se faire la malle’ means to make a quick getaway, not to pack it!
Frank grinned.
“Zut, wrong again!”
(279 chars)

By Suzette at Suzette B’s Blog:
The sea chest
They endured the long voyage amid tumultuous waves.
An entirefamily’s treasurecarefully packed and kept dry inside.
Now, re-purposed, a fitting footstool at the bottom of the stairs, for the now four generations that call this house home in
the land of the free.

By Di at Pensitivity101:
I don’t want it in the house!
But it was your uncle’s.
I know, and inside are the blood stains when his cut the lady in three trick went horribly wrong.
150 characters

By Jim at Mindscapes.net:
What if We’re All Just Inside a Trunk
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you lot #42. Said to contain the deceased owner, Yahweh‘s most prized possession, his ‘universe’.
Do I have an opening bid?
154 characters

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
Quite an Atypical Solution
“Why do you have that suitcase, packed, from last year’s Buffalo trip?” Fred asked Jane. “I’m sloppy,” he replied. “Each year, I plan a trip, don’t go, and leave the suitcase to avoid a mess. Everything’s neatly organized that way. It’s my only hope, and it works.”
(268 characters)

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Reverie
A loyal shipping trunk’s reverie:
How many ports have Tess and I met?
How many sailors’ songs?
How many dreams sailed with the wind?
How many drowned in a storm?
How many dresses packed away?
How many lovers gone?
Now tired & battered,
How many more before we can rest
‘Til the final dawn?

By Joe at Does Writing Excuse Watching:
My Inheritance
my eccentric rich uncle passed away and left me a huge trunk. i knew that he had collected numerous treasures. i opened the trunk with trembling hands. slow work with all the locks.
inside, i found nested trunks all the way down to a pillbox that held four aspirins. child dose.

By John at The Magic Shop:
Plenty of Space
“Are you happy now?” Ted snapped, opening the empty trunk. He was the newest resident on the block and neighbor Phil confronted him about the trunk’s contents. “You thought there’d be a corpse in there, right?” Phil smiled and took out a gun. “Actually, I wanted to see if you would fit in there”.
(299 characters)

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
Who Can We Trust?
“Ron I am scared.
“I am too, but we have no choice. Nator is after us for the chip and we have to think of the safety of our son.”
“I found several pieces of luggage.”
They contained a mound of costumes. “We can sneak out.”
“How do we know we aren’t watched here?
” We don’t.”
272 characters

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
The Legacy
Sad! Now that Granddad has gone there are none of his generation left.
Oh look, there’s that old trunk. I thought he’d got rid of that years ago.
I haven’t seen that for years, not since Grandma left him.
Better see what’s inside. You never know, he may have left us a nice surprise!
(280 characters)

By Regina at Help From Heaven:
Leaving Home to Find Myself
Janna looked at the chest holding her few worldly goods. Tomorrow, she begins her journey to find herself. She is scared, but she can stay here and die slowly, or courageously go forth. Her friends say that it is insanity to go where she knows no one. But, she chooses life.
(275 characters)

By John at Broadsides:
This trunk used to belong to Cliff Richard. He would, from time to time, put various girlfriends in it and lock them up, in order to prevent big handsome Hunks stealing them away. Back in the day that was cool and OK. But now, well, it wouldn’t be allowed.

By Deb at Twenty Four:
When she’d been advised she’d been left something in their will she’d been nervous, they’d always been eccentric and it appeared that hadn’t changed.
Pick a piece of furniture, she was directed.
What choice?
It was all the same.
She sighed in resignation.
(255 characters)

By Ramya at And Miles to Go Before I Sleep:
Jammed Trunk
The trunk was being auctioned for free as it was considered a jammed piece of junk.
Obviously, I got it.
After all, it was my spell that jammed the trunk.
Stupid Muggles, now all the belongings of Harry Potter are finally mine!!!“, I thought as I walked away with the trunk.
Character count :272

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip: (THREE TALES!)
with the fishes
Bumping the dead-weight trunk down the stairs, he thinks.
“Doh, was I ever stoopid! After the next assignment, I’ll use a burner phone to call 1-800-got-junk!”*
140*1-800-got-junk is real company. Motto: “All you have to do is point.”

travel just ain’t what it used to be
Super-sized cruise ships provided a wonderful nightly buffet of necks. With no coffins allowed in staterooms, Dracula suffered the indignity of spending his days inside a trunk. (179)

being neighbourly
His back strains moving her trunk.
“Heavy crafting materials,” he thinks.
Not origami paper; but his body neatly folded inside.
In death, as in life, he remains very helpful.
(179)

By Hayley at The Story Files:
Trunk
The train station was busy and steam filled the air. The tall man glanced back as the porter struggled with the large trunk.
‘What have you got in here!’ the porter cried.
‘My sister,’ the tall man replied simply.

By Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
The Relic
The suitcase felt soft under her fingertips, urging her to undo the straps and open the locks.
She resisted, knowing how dangerous that would be. The relic reached out to her in dreams, relentless in its objective. She was terrified of what was coming.
Then the lights went out.
(278 characters)

By Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
The kindness Akshaya Patra
Curious Aku was surprised to see a trunk in the storeroom.
Unfastening the lock she was dejected to find an old vessel inside.
“I expected a genie to appear in front of me, & grant my wishes, I find this.
Unfair.
What if I become the genie and I start an Akshaya Patra* of kindness?”
278 characters
Akshaya patra* :- Inexhaustible Vessel

By Rugby at The Bag Lady:
Come Closer. . .
I see you staring, wondering what’s inside. Admire burnished beauty? I’m used to it, no worries. What’s with the locks? Well I am ancient after all, different locks have been removed or added over the years. Feeling woozy? That’s perfectly normal. Come close, look inside.
280 characters

By Kristian at Tales From the Mind of Kristian:u
The Legacy
When Grandad died, he left a note and a key.
It said, “In my trunk in the attic is the world greatest hui.”
They wondered, Is it a load of cash or some arcane knowledge?
When they opened it, inside was only a clock, a subtle message to enjoy life while they can as time flies.
[279 Characters]


What treasures your tales were this week! And who knew so many things, ideas and bodies!!! So creative! This week’s prompt is a photo by MarkusmitK@pixabay.com. Tell me this guys story in 280 characters or less, of course. And I’ll see you next week at the Roundup!


Twittering Tales #154 – 17 September 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!


This Week’s Twittering Tales #154 – 17 September 2019 – Photo Prompt

This week’s photo prompt comes to us from Tama66 at Pixabay.com. What do you think is in this trunk? Where did it come from? Who does it belong to? It’s a mystery! Can’t wait to find out! 😊

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Photo by Tama66 at Pixabay.com


The Time Capsule

The Year is 3020. A time capsule from 2020 has been unearthed. Hologram screens materialized around the world as the Western Hemisphere President unlatched the trunk revealing an iPhone, shape-wear, A camera drone, an Instapot, air fryer, CBD oil and Donald Trump’s tax returns.

~kat

280 Characters


Twittering Tales #153 – The Roundup

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Photo by Nadiya Ploschenko at Unsplash.com

Starting Us Off…
The Visitors
The ufo was back, but Jules was ready. They would not take him aboard the craft tonight! He chained himself to the floor eventually falling asleep when the lights from the ship went dark.
Earthlog-Humanoid #469: Specimen set up defenses after only 3 days. Test brain matter.
~kat
275 Characters

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
The Wait
Through the blinds, he saw the sun rays fade and he grinned.
The day was over and he was free to roam the streets, terrorising the town! Oh yes, it would be fun indeed, he thought as he touched his gleaming fangs.
At last, it was finally dark!
“Mom, can we go trick-or-treating now?”
(280 characters)

By Regina at Help From Heaven:
Thankful for Car Lights
Guileless of the danger ahead, I continued my odyssey across Ireland. As I  came into a bend, I saw my lights illuminating the fence, an indication that I was on the wrong side of the road. I quickly adjusted, barely missing another car head-on. Silently, I said,”Forgive me!”
(277 Characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
She was being watched.
The light behind the blind was not the sun.
65 characters

By Josie at Rattlebag and Rhubarb:
The Visitors
Take a look. See? They are out there.
I told you.
Turn out the light
Maybe they won’t notice us.
Where does the back door lead?
Quick – they’re coming through the gate.
Do you have your passport?
No, leave the cat.
We have to leave the cat.
Hurry!
(210 characters)

By Bear at Jellico’s Writing Nook:
All That Matters
Sunlight barely filtered through the blinds when Abigail opened her eyes. A smile slowly spread into a grin as the nightmare faded to the back of her mind. She was home… and that, was ALL that mattered!
cc: 202

By Mike at The Bookish Recovering Know-It-All:
What Now?
What the hell? It’s supposed to be night time, but someone out there is bound to bring daylight thru my window artificially at 230am. I have a busy day ahead. I need my sleep for what will be my last day single. Hell, may as well get up now. “Turn those g-damned headlights off!!”
-280 characters

By Tina at Tina Stewart Brakebill:
Following the Sun
She planned to go at first light. But as the rays filtered through the slats, she felt a moment of doubt.
No! It had to be now. If she didn’t go now, she’d never go.
Her ‘no’ spun into a maybe until it was a yes. Then she’d be stuck.
Forever.
No!
Now beckoned. She followed.
280 Characters

By Reena at ReInventions:
It Should Be Right
Strings when pulled the right way, open windows to let in light ….
Wait a minute, it could be dark fantasies, biting cold moments or hot flashes of evil….
What really matters – the time should be right.
(200 characters)

By Melanie at Sparks From a Combustible Mind:
Cracked
Liberty shifted restlessly in the strange bed.   Motel living was torture to one who suffered from severe insomnia.  The best way for her to get some sleep (maybe four hours) was having familiar and total darkness to sleep in.  Being a travelling salesperson sucked sometimes.
(Character Count:  276)

By Joe ant Does Writing Excuse Watching:
Awake
john’s life turned around and he became a success when he learned that blackout curtains, like those used in motels, work much better than venetian blinds for those who sleep during the day and work at night. no longer was he drowsy and sluggish on the job. and then he met mary.

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It:
We Can’t Trust Anyone
“Linda check the computers for any info. No one is watching us,” Ron said.
“Oh Ron, we have to get out of here, they plan to kill us once they have the chip.”
“Let’s go! To the safe house we haven’t used yet from the Alliance.”
“We are in danger,” Linda said turning from the window.
280 characters

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
I’m So Tired
Insomnia is lethal. There are only so many bad jokes, memories of food fights in 1970, and counting tiles a guy can be expected to handle at 2:00 a.m. At least now I remember where I left my Etch A Sketch in ’66. I have to get something done about this. For now I stare a lot. (character count: 280) 

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Return
“How long has it been dark, Mama?”
“Since you were five, Sil.”
“I remember a big orange ball in the sky, Mama.”
“Yes, Sil, that was the sun, what lights and warms the world.”
“Will it ever come back, Mama? I’m cold.”
“Maybe one day it will, Sil.”
And one day – it did.
[265 characters]

By The Dark Netizen
Golden Sun
I peeked through my window blinds.
The city was bathed in the golden rays of the morning sun. It was pretty, but there was nothing out there for me. No cause to step out. In fact, I doubt anyone had any reason to step outside now.
But, the radiation was reason enough to stay in…
Character Count: 280

By Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Is There a Thief in the Night?
The noise had scared Nia. Armed with her flashlight and pepper spray, she set off to probe. She’d turned off the the kitchen light! Now it was on! She saw the thief with her cake and screamed. The thief just laughed. It was her absentee flatmate who had returned for a midnight dessert!
(280 characters)

By Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Until He Came Out
Peek-a-boo!
It’s gotta be true!
First rays across the eastern sky,
Sparrows, pigeons, eager to fly high,
Happy to start another day,
A grain or two they would pick on the way,
Wait a moment,
No time to lament!
This was what was doing the rounds,
Eclipse! they had to wait until he came out.
281 characters.

By Enzo at Travel, Food, Arts and More:
The watcher
Susan got used to the regular intrusions by her neighbour who would pretend to enjoy the view from his balcony to have a peek at her bedroom. This time she was determined to let him know this was unwelcome. She wrote on the back of an old sign and posted it on her window: WANKER!
(280 characters)

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
When you left, I tried to remain in the dark, preferring the gloom that matched my splintered heart.
But the early rising sun found a way of dispelling my melancholy with its warm searching rays and sowed the seeds of my convalescence.
I took a long, deep cleansing breath.
(271 characters)<

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
They had been at it for hours!
They didn’t seem to mind who heard them, and, in the glare of the lights, who saw them!
She’d never heard such grunting and groaning. It was all rather embarrassing!
Tomorrow she will adjust the security lights so they are not triggered by hedgehogs!
(279 character)

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
How Can I Say It?
Dad and us kids helped build the darkroom, so we knew about the addition he made, the false walls and spy vents into the bedroom. Dad can’t keep secrets from us. Dad was home today but mom wasn’t so who was he with in the bedroom? OK, I read about this; it is always the mailman.
280

By John at Broadsides:
Maybe you knew the band? Uneven are the steps, steep is the stair, and tortuous is the climb, lit by the gold of the fading sun, the steps ascend on and on and on, you must tread with infinite care for you are climbing the stairway to heaven.

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
The Reckoning
She felt butterflies in her middle and an intense heat that made sweat roll down her back.
She used to think sweat was sensual, remembering a steamy night when Steve came to talk but left her so emotional.
The headlights pierced through the blinds and she faced her future.
[274 Characters]

By Chaotically Yours at Dreaming Through the Noise:
Future Unwritten
Through the night, they talked of their future. As usual, it went nowhere.
Come dawn, she left the body-warmed sheets, their mingled scents—vanilla-lavender, oak and bergamot, fresh sweat—behind for her pre-packed bag, the water-cool smell of morning, the radiance of the horizon.
Characters: 279

By Deb at Twenty Four:
Nora wasn’t a forgiver and she didn’t intend to commence now that she’d been forced to move into the nursing home. They could shove that where the sun didn’t shine, she decided as she glared at the matron.
“Ma’am, it’s only a bit of dust.”
“Then clean it,” Nora stated forcefully.
(279 characters)

By Suzette at Suzette B’s Blog:
She sat staring at the busy rays of morning light triumphantly escaping from the tattered blinds.
Her carefully dimmed sanctuary now intruded by soft gentle
orange hues illuminating her hands as
She raised the blinds to reveal–the ancient church next door

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
He woke up disoriented and weary. He opened the blind a bit to see if the thugs following him had caught up with him. Thankfully there was no sign of anyone outside. He quickly dressed and opened the door when he was stopped short by a gun nozzle staring him between his eyes.

By Willow at WillowDot21:
The Return.
Headlights pierced the room through the blinds. Oh! No she thought he’s back. The stress filled her body, why she asked herself, every time she thought she could relax he came home. Oh! Well that’s the end of her rest, best get him a cuppa and some food and of course the remote!
(278 Characters)

By Milly at Truly Milly:
A Stalker
Last night, she saw a stranger under a tree in their garden, watching her room on the second floor. She suspects it was a stalker.
Horrified, she peeked from behind the blinds to see if he was there again tonight. A face three inches close suddenly caused her to stumble.
(272 characters)

Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The Safe House
They gave him a new identity and moved him to an isolated safe house. It was at the end of a long driveway and couldn’t be seen from the main road.
But when he saw the lights from the approaching car shining through the blinds, he knew his past had finally caught up with him.
(275 characters)


Great roundup everyone! I’m afraid I was late getting to reviewing everyone’s tales. I worked dawn to dusk at my day job all week with barely a break. Thank you for taking time from your busy schedules to participate in this challenge every week. It makes me so happy to know you’re having fun! See you at next week’s roundup! Have a great week!


Twittering Tales #153 – 10 September 2019

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!


This Week’s Twittering Tales #153 – 10 September 2019 – Photo Prompt

Photo by Nadiya Ploschenko at Unsplash.com

My take…

The Visitors

The ufo was back, but Jules was ready. They would not take him aboard the craft tonight! He chained himself to the floor eventually falling asleep when the lights from the ship went dark.

Earthlog-Humanoid #469: Specimen set up defenses after only 3 days. Test brain matter.

~kat

275 Characters


Last Week’s Twittering Tale #152 – The Roundup

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Photo by Geralt at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…
Wish You Were Here…
When Agent Smith mysteriously disappeared, he left a coded message. Authorities knew his daughter had learned to read code. Agents brought her in.
After a few moments, Hanna burst into laughter.
“What does it say?”
“Dad’s on vacation. He’ll see you in a month…’bout time dad!”
~kat
278 Characters

By The Dark Netizen:
DATA
She read the data.
It had taken hours to upload it all. After the main servers were systematically taken out one by one, it was up to her to safeguard the backup data. She could not trust other agents and so she had stored the data in the most secure location:
Her android brain…
Character Count: 280

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Fried
Gynoid X loaded data by reading through screens at a nanosecond a page – until she got to the screen full of blue zeros and ones. In robotspeak zero is off and one is on. X went into “robot seizure,” turning off and on over and over again. When they found her, she was fried.
[278 characters]

By Reena at ReInventions:
Spaces in Between
What I want?
What I don’t?
What can I change?
What I can’t?
What do I do, and how?
What should I refrain from, and why?
Life happens, or falls between the crevices of Os and 1s
A lifetime is not enough to write and manage an ever-changing code.
(237 characters)

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Error 444.
Zeros and ones, they were her friends they guided her through life. She only saw in binary it was her norm. Beautiful colours blue, green and red were her comfort zones.
So it came as a real shock when suddenly she saw something emerging in black and white. Did she need a reboot?
(279 Characters)

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Code-X
Eyes closed, she streams the code.
Randomly selects ones and zeroes.
Translates into humaneze.
“I’ll take Kat’s Twittering Tales for a thousand, Alex.”
(148 characters)

By Milly at Truly Milly:
Hacking A Hacker
The FBI has hired her to hack a hacker’s account. “Help us catch this anonymous criminal,” the FBI said.
She started typing the code, thinking to herself, “They still don’t know it’s me they’re after. I should find another hacker to blame.”
(241 Characters)

By Mike at The Bookish, Recovering Know-It-All:
Fluid Reality
So many lines. So many colors. Anna looked deeply into the stream to ferret out the meanings and connections represented in the code, but all she got was “All is One and One is All”. In the end she saw that, as if in a dream, a pre-programmed Matrix, “Individuality is Illusion”.
-279 characters

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Her Biggest Payday
She goes by }{4/V/V4, which is Leet Speak for Hanna. She’s the most accomplished hacker on the globe. She never fails and she is in high demand for both legitimate purposes as well as nefarious ones.
But her biggest payday came when she hacked the IRS for Trump’s tax returns.
(275 characters)

By Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Amy’s Mischief
Amy’s mama had always told her to stay away from the “thing”.
It was her father’s last invention… before he disappeared.
That fateful day, she disobeyed her mama and twiddled with the “thing”.
All of a sudden, the “thing” sprung to life.
Amy was stunned to see her long-lost father!
(280 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
It was in here somewhere, the secret to Gram’s apple cider cake.
Smart old bird was ahead of her time.
101 characters

By Melanie at Sparks from a Combustible Mind:
Ariel was gifted.   She could ‘see’ the matrix.   It was vastly different from what the movies depicted too.  She lifted the soothing blue lines of the barrier.  Put her hand through.  It was invigorating.  She stepped into the next world and vanished. Nobody even missed her.
(Characters:  276)

By Bear at Jellico’s Writing Nook:
Rough hands grabbed at her. She fought, trying to make contact with anything that lived. Instantly, she felt hot breath on her throat.
‘Shh. Stop fighting.’ A masculine voice hissed into her ear. ‘You’re safe. Stop fighting.’
The voice… it sounded familiar somehow.
cc: 263

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
I Told You So
Yolanda had a bad habit of standing close to the screen at movies. Stanley begged her not to, just this once. “If you do,” said he, “You’ll be sucked into the movie and never come out. I hope for your sake you can act.” She wouldn’t listen. Now she’s in France in 1910.
(275 characters)

By Joe at Does Writing Excuse Watching?:
First Contact
We see him standing in front of the US DOD Intergalactic Message Board, which has been designed to facilitate communication between the Free World’s military and whichever extraterrestrials, using binary code. We are told that after studying the board for some minutes, the alien, named by the press “Eric the Blond,” requested that in addition to all the 0s and 1s, we begin using some 2s.

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
Should We Trust?
“I don’t totally trut him so the product isn’t on me,” Ron said.
“Headquarters is larger than I thought it would be, but is Nator honorable? I am glad that the product isn’t on you. How do we know whether to trust them or not?”
“Good question. Can we access these computers?”
274 characters

By Ron at Read 4 Fun:
Stories of Unicorns, Dragons, Fairies filled my youth. Mom said stories were not real; there were dark forces. Technology developed. New stories became horror stories. If I could communicate, I could help. Now, I can. I cracked the code; I can send a message. “Dear Irthlings ..”
279 characters

By Deb at Twenty Four:
Julie sighed, disappointed that not one person had a single question.
Turning her back on her audience, then frowned. The painting was altering before her eyes and then she had a crazy idea, perhaps she could walk into the other dimension.
That would raise some questions for sure.
(280 characters)

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
She was expert in Octal, and knew that octal numerals can be made from binary by grouping consecutive binary digits into groups of three (starting from the right). She was using that to solve the problem that could save Earth.
A pity that her magnetism was distorting the monitor!
(280 characters)

By Rob at Art by Rob Goldstein:
Trina Makes Up Her Mind
Trina learned the power of ones and zeros from the
elephant God, Anjana.
Anjana took ones and zeros to make mice.
He taught Trina to use them to make minds.
Trina studied her mind for flaws; she trimmed it to
perfection.
When she finished, she used it to fly to New York.
239 characters

By John at Broadsides:
“Ohh, I say, your entry phone’s all weird! Beam me up, Scottie!”
“I kana hear ya lassie, wa yer want?
Beam me up! Beam me up!
“I dinna even know ya, I never beamed yer up at all, that’s an awful accusation.”
“No no B.E.A M., ha ha, beam me up, Scottie!
Piss off lassie, leave ma entry phone alone.

By Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Ain’t Appetising Enough!
What’s on the menu ?
A fudge?
Seriously !!! Why is work catching up at home too ?
Like the investigation on the company’s messed up accounts wasn’t already enough.
Might as well skip the dessert! Ain’t appetising enough!
219 characters 

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
A Tech Giant
As Jenny faced a wall of code, her breath quickened in fervid fashion. This was no time for reserve, she knew what to do.
She pushed forward youthful hands and entered the digital world, where she’d be a technological giant.
To become one with technology is to rule the world.
[277 Characters]

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
She was a bit apprehensive but it could be done now. The future had finally arrived. All you had to do was to put the coordinates and the name and your desired period of time and you would be whisked there by pressing a single button. Nothing complicated. 
Character count: 256


Great Round Up everyone! I hope you will give this week’s prompt a go. As you can see, I changed the format slightly, with last week’s Roundup following the current photo prompt. I hope this makes it easier for those who may be scrolling on their phones. And…if you’ve read this far, THANK YOU! We had some great takes on the photo this week. See you next week!!!

 


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