Weekend Writing Prompt #124 – Barter

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.

Word Prompt

Barter

Challenge

This for that

One for the other

Barter,

A fair exchange

 

Do You Speak Newfinese?

This week Pegman takes us to the Newfoundland and Labrador province of Canada. Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. Feel free to use the photo supplied with the prompt, or roam anywhere within the province for your own view.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the link up below. Reading and commenting is part of the fun!

How could I resist the one province I have yet to visit? I was gonna go the Gander 9/11 route but changed my mind, though it is a worthy story to share.  Instead I went light.  Have you ever heard two Newfies speaking to each other? I think it’s as bad as two Scots! Indeciferable….

Do you Speak Newfinese?

We love to tease our Newfies – there is no shortage of jokes on attacking their supposed stupidity and enjoyment of beer (what’s wrong with that?). Not fair, really. No more fair than dumb blonde or Polish jokes, come to think of it.

Yeah, they can be really hard to understand. Their dialect is particular to their corner of Canada. A mix of Irish, French, English all turned into super-fast gibberish for most of us. Problem to them is we don’t listen fast enough!

“Stay where you’re at ’til I comes where you’re to.”

“Whadda ya at, b’y?”

“This is it.”

“Ow’s she cutting?”

“Oh, y’know, like a knife.”

“B’y y’don no nobody who don want nudding don, d’ya?”

“Sorry. Wait a fair wind.”

“Me nerves is rubbed right raw.”

“‘Ang on to yer draws. It’ll come.”

“What odds?”

“Do you want some takin up?”

“Not hungry. How ’bout a beer?”

 

Can’t have a Newfie post without Great Big Sea – one of many fabulous musical bands hailing from The Rock.

Here’s a link to Newfinese should you need a little aid 😉

 

 

Rules – Crimson’s Creative Challenge #45

Another Thursday, another CCC prompt!

I admit to being a very bad employee. This is the third day in a row that I find myself writing a post on none other than my phone!

I have set up my bar, I have polished every surface as well as my glasses; I have even polished cutlery to busy myself. I have chatted with a member who sat at my bar to eat his lunch.

So, now, bored to tears, I found myself looking at Crispina’s lovely photo and suddenly hearing my father’s voice saying “Red right returning” and a haiku was born. So NOT the way I was gonna go but hey…why not?

Rules

Red right returning

When coming in from the sea

Must be respected

Contemplation – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday, my peeps. Let me begin by apologising for not getting to all the fictioneers’ stories last week. I shall still try to catch up, if I can.

Our leader Rochelle has chosen J.Hardy Carroll’s interesting pic this week. Care to see what you can come up with? Click on the frog below and add your 100-words worth!

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Contemplation

Whatcha doin’ lyin’ on the floor like that?

Contemplating.

Contemplating your potential death should that contraption fall on ya?

Hah! No, but yes.

What? Yes or no?

No, not worried about the contraption but thinking of death in general.

Why on earth would you?

 

Gasp!

 

Is there something you need to tell me?

Oh no! I’m not dying. Not yet, anyway.

Jeez. Then why would you?

I went to see this cool show called ‘A Night of Grief and Mystery’.

Optimistic title. I can see the attraction. Not.

It was fascinating.

Death?

More about the journey we will all take.

Ugh.

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My go-to buddy, Julie and I went to see this show last night.  It was so fascinating, combining Stephen Jenkinson’s story-telling with Gregory Hoskins Band. Could not help but make one think and want to discuss it afterwards!

And honestly, we did NOT know we were gonna be the dynamic purple duo!

At Last – Once More

I worked a wedding on Saturday at the golf club – and have been tired ever since!

It’s not easy to work from 3pm till 1am (I was lucky enough to leave at that time) and then be back at work for 11 the next morning (later?). I dunno about you, but when I work so late, I can’t just hit the hay and sleep. A couple of beers and a chat with my buddy, B, who was still up, and I finally closed my eyes at 3-something.

Been trying to catch up ever since. My inner clock is a tad wacked.

Anyhoo, I digress (surprise, surprise). The wedding was between a beautiful Egyptian and her handsome Irishman. The bridesmaids wore gorgeous emerald green dresses of varying styles – because this bride knows that not all women can wear the same style! The groomsmen were all tall and dashing in their matching tuxes (coz guys don’t have the same issues 😉).

150 multi-cultural guests including the rather imposing orthodox priest, mingled about, glasses of bubbles to toast the new couple.

A lovely trio of singer, stand-up bass and piano kept things smooth and jazzy during the meal which looked amazing: mozzaella and heirloom tomato salad, followed by a cream of squash soup, then choice of braised beef, filet mignon or halibut. Dessert was a chocolate and peanut butter bomb.

There was a wedding cake but it got forgotten – taken out solely for “the picture”.

The DJ went to work playing those songs that get played at all weddings, including a few Egyptian pieces that hd me dancing while pouring drinks and shooters.

And then the first dance started. And I stopped, stunned.

Suddenly I realised the date and that exactly 17 years ago, Mick and I were dancing to the same tune.

Weekend Writing Prompt #123 – Delicate

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 making me work hard this week!  Who knew there were so many definitions to “Delicate”?

 

She wanted to be delicate

She wanted it desperately

She had been taught that meant you were a lady

Feminine

 

To walk with a bounce in her step

Was not elegant

To be strong was mannish

She always felt less than,

Then

 

Fast foward forty years

Her definition of delicate

Has changed drastically

She no longer wished to be dainty,

—well, maybe sometimes

She knew she was far from fragile

Would never be muted or subdued

 

When required, she could be graceful and elegant

Though she still loved her more coarse moments

 

Life had taught her to be considerate and gentle

And adept

Delicate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Movie Over Book – Friday Fictioneers

Lawsy I’m late!  I am just shy of midnight on this Wednesday evening. I admit I was a tad stumped on this one. Started and rejected more than a few.  Gave up and went to work. Didn’t have time to scribble any ideas before I left regular work to go help out a caterer for his first big shindig.  Came home, forced myself to walk around the block with Zeke despite my already 20K+ steps taken today.  Plopped myself down on the sofa and here is the result!

This week our leader Rochelle, chose a picture from c.e. ayr. Thanks to both! Click on the frog below to read other submissions or go crazy, and add your own!

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Movie Over Book

“Hey!”

“Hey.”

“Whatcha reading?”

“Life of Pi.”

“Life of Pie? What kind? Blueberry, strawberry—”

“No, silly! Not pie with an ‘e’ but just P-I. The story is about a boy named Pi Patel.”

“Stupid name.”

“His full name is Piscine.”

“What? Like a pool?”

“Yep.”

“That’s awful. His parents were mean.”

“Maybe.”

“Tell me more?”

“He’s alone on a boat with a tiger.”

“A tiger? Woah!”

“Yep.”

“What else?”

“Why don’t you read it yourself?

“Ugh. Read a whole book? It’s too big! Did they make a movie?”

Sigh.  “Yes.”

“Cool. I’ll go see it, won’t have to read it.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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