Close Encounters – Friday Fictioneers

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Happy Hump Day, Folks!  It’s Friday Fictioneer time and today’s picture sent me off in a direction I didn’t expect. Gotta love that.  Thanks, always, to Rochelle for keeping us cats herded.  And this week, thanks to David Stewart for this fabulous photo.  Do join in with your 100-word story inspired by this photo by clicking on the frogs below and adding your link.  G’head. It’s fun!

Cute Inspirational Moral Stories for Kids: Two Frogs and The Churned Milk

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Close Encounters

“Yo, Zit-Face!  Wait up!”

“That you Jelly-Belly?”

“In the flesh! Well, what’s left of it.”

“I almost didn’t recognize you!  You look amazing!”

“As do you, my friend.  And your face no longer looks like a neon pimple factory.”

“Tell me about it.  Talk about a hellish time.  Except for you, high school sucked.”

“I have so missed you.”

“Me too.  You in town for long?”

“I’ve moved back.  Turns out Mr. Fantastic wasn’t quite up to par.”

“I coulda told you that… but I won’t.’

“Appreciate that.  So tell me. what’s new?”

They linked their arms, “Where to start…”

 

 

 

 

 

Why Bother?

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It is Quadrille Monday on dVerse!  Today’s hostess is De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) who has asked us to write our 44-word poem using the word bother in some way, shape or form.  De is  Being bothered seems to be second nature to many of us moms… just sayin’…

Why Bother?

“Thanks for soups, Mamz.”

“Yeah, it was great!”

And before I know it

they’ve flown off their chairs

mouths still chewing that last bite

Why do I bother?

Would it kill them to just once

offer to clean the dishes

without me hounding them?

Weekend Writing Prompt #205 – Uncanny

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A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments. Thank you, Sammi, for hosting this challenge.

It is uncanny

and never fails

(well, almost never)

he enters her thoughts

she reaches for her phone

and before she presses a button

there comes the familiar ping

and there he is

how to explain such a connection?

Purple Preoccupation – Friday Fictioneers

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It’s Wednesday. It’s time to try to write a 100-word story with beginning, middle and end using this picture as inspiration. Some days a bunch of ideas get jumbled together only to be tossed aside by an earworm. Go figure. Sometimes, you just gotta go with the flow! If you want to play along, just click on my singing frog below and add your link. G’head, you know you wanna….

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Abeka | Clip Art | Singing Frog—with a black vest and bow tie

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Purple Preoccupation

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Stop!

You don’t like?

No! Major earworm!

Fine. Case of 36) Beistle Molded Plastic Musical NotesPurple rain, purple rain–

What’s wrong with you?

Nothing. How about: Music Notes, Song, Melody Or Tune Flat Vector Icon For Musical.. Royalty Free Cliparts, Vectors, And Stock Illustration. Image 84438442.Purple haze all in my brain–

You fixated on the colour purple or something?

Yeah, I guess you could say that.

Why?

See that picture up there?

Yeah, so?  Ohhhh… lemme guess.  Rochelle’s prompt?

Yeah. Had an idea about the results of an eye operation left me seeing all things purple.

Sounds lame.

Right. So?

printable images musical notes | Universal PLS4.60 60W laser w/Rotary | Song notes, Music notes, Music note symbol I just wanna drive ’til I run out of highway, Into the purple sky

 

 

Dreamers Only

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Had to throw in the towel last night.  Tried for hours to write this post but my computer kept freezing.  How aggravating!  Lillian, over at dVerse is hosting the prosery for Monday.  It had to include the following line:  If you are a dreamer, come in taken from Shel Silverstein’s poem, Invitation, as published in his wonderful book, Where the Sidewalk Ends.

Dreamers Only

She stepped back to better see the big picture. She could work with that. It would be spectacular!  She stepped over the threshold to see inside. Marvellous!  Ribbons hanging from the centre to each corner attached with flowers and herbs, boughs filling in the nooks and crannies with more for cushioning upon some logs acting as seats.  Stacks of books and various adored baubles added to the décor.  A stump for a table lit with oil lamps. It would be the perfect place for her story book club.

She heard the tentative footsteps just outside her door.

“If you are a dreamer, come in. Otherwise, you just keep on walking because there is no room for stuffy unimaginative types in this most sacred of places.”

Oh, Anne, it’s me, Diana!  Do let me in! I have the most wonderful story to share with you!

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This little piece of fanfic was inspired by Anne with an E…

Weekend Writing Prompt #203 – Absurd

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A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Fun word to play with and I went a little silly 😉 Thank you, Sammi!

Hey, what’s this?

I’ve decided to become an artist.

Really? Just like that?

Indeedy.

What type of art are you attempting?

Not attempting. Doing.  And I’ve decided that I don’t like too many details so I’ve chosen Absurd Art.

You mean Abstract.

What?

It’s called Abstract.

Says who?

Everyone who knows anything about art, that’s who.

Dang. Now I feel absurd.

Home Sweet Homes – Crimson’s Creative Challenge #125

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When I saw Crispina’s choice of photo for her challenge, I immediately thought of one I had shared very recently. Of course I needs must…

Home Sweet Homes

Oh, I just love your place!  It is so green and sunny yet you’re protected from too much sun.  That stump makes a perfect table, to boot.  However, only one chair? Is it because you prefer to be alone or it’s just the way it is?

Thank you so much.  Yes, I do love it. The seclusion is a bonus and it’s not too far from society that I become a hermit! I am hoping to add another chair.  How about you?  Will you invite me over to your place?

Yes. You should know that I have a bit of a situation going on right now.

What do you mean?

How about you come for a walk with me.  Seeing is so much easier than trying to describe it.

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Oh wow!  What a fantastic view!  Riverside!  And look at that! Two chairs and such a lovely table, and a lamp! Your décor is rather eclectic too!

Why thank you!  So glad you like.  You can see, however, there is a situation…

Yeah… Think the water level will go down soon?

I sure hope so.  Think I could stay at your place until then?  I’ll bring a chair…

Start Young, Never Go Hungry – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Wednesday morning, my peeps!  How serendipitous today’s Friday Fictioneer picture from Jennifer Pendergast, chosen by Rochelle, is a food-related one.  My eldest is 23 today and is a foodie and fabulous cook.  Of course I had to give a shout-out to him.  Happy birthday, Iain!

Should you want to try your hand at writing a delicious story to go with this picture, just click on the frog below and add your link.  Easy as baking cookies!

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Start Young, Never Go Hungry

He gets it from you, you know.

I’m not so sure about that!

Why’s that?

Believe it or not, his dad was teaching him how to make breakfast when he was all of seven years old.  Showed him how to turn on the oven for the hash browns, start the bacon, set the timer for the first side of the hash browns, flip when it was time, and scramble the eggs.

Wow.  But awful young, no?

Not really. I think it’s a skill parents should encourage from a young age.  Too many are afraid of the mess. It’s unfortunate, really.

Making Cheboureki
At work
Perfect Steak
Zefir – Russian marshmallow

Weekend Writing Prompt #202 – Yonder

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A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments. Thank you Sammi, for hosting week after week!

Just over yonder, within my grasp

I can see it, after all

is my next iteration

I have done some living

And am wiser

(I like to think)

But I’m not done

And am eager to learn

to discover what new adventures

Lie ahead

And just because this dang song has been in my head since reading the word…

No Go – Crimson’s Creative Challenge #124

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Went through some of my pictures and came up with an idea to go with Crispina’s picture. Then the idea didn’t really go anywhere, so I decided to, once again, piggyback onto Na’ama’s lovely story.  Consider it part two to her part one. Found here. Crispina says we are to have fun, fun, fun… so I did, did, did!

No Go

“Aaron.  What the hell are you doing?”

“Well, Ella, I’m helping to ‘make it work’ as you said when we got here. I know the stairs are steep and I know they are rotted but you know it’s just a question of time before some curiosity seekers decide to risk it.  While those who do not know the path won’t find it from below, I figured I’d add a little extra deterrent to those who come from above.”

“I have to admit it’s quite something. The flowers are a nice touch, too.  You’re not worried it almost looks inviting?”

“Nah.  I figure people will admire my structure, wonder what it used to be, take some pictures and keep on hiking.”

“Let’s hope there aren’t others out there who are more inclined to explore…”

“Now who’s being a Negative Nelly?  Don’t worry, we are gonna be fine.”