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How Long it Takes to Create a Novel Isn’t Important, Writing it is. Inspiration From Author Ritu Bhathal #IWSG | Fiction is Food
06 Jun 2018 Leave a comment
in Guest Posts, My Writing Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Fiction Is Food, Guest Post, novel, writing
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #202 Fragile & Heartbeat
21 May 2018 18 Comments
in #ronovansweeklyhaikuchallenge, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #MicroPoetry, #ronovansweeklyhaikuchallenge, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Challenge, Fragile & Heartbeat, Haiku
Lovely Ron with his Haiku Challenge prompt words this week:
Fragile & Heartbeat
The frailety of life
Hanging upon a heartbeat
Once stopped, it all endsRitu 2018
#SoCS May 19/18 – Hollow/Empty
19 May 2018 38 Comments
in #SoCS, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #StreamofConsciousnessSaturday, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Empty/Hollow, Socs
Linda’s prompt for SoCS this week…
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “empty/hollow.” Use one, use both, entirely up to you. Enjoy!
It’s funny isn’t it.
As a parent, you crave that time to be together as a couple, without kids constantly bickering and calling out for your attention.
And when you get that time, you get that empty feeling within. It’s like nothing has any real meaning, because the kids aren’t around.
I’m feeling that at the moment, as I write it, the night before scheduling the post.
On Saturday, we are travelling up to London to the Annual Bloggers Bash, and as we have to leave a little early, we decided that rather than drag the kids up extra early on a Saturday, they can spend the Friday night with their grandparents, where they are staying Saturday night anyway.
So, we’ve dropped them.
And are back home, and it is QUIET!
It’s like the house has lost it’s soul, a hollow shell of a building, with no children in it.
Saturday will be different as we are away, and that is meant to be a treat for the two of us, but this Friday, home definitely doesn’t feel right.
Right, I’m off, can’t ramble today, need to pack!
Catch ya later Peeps!
Happy Saturday Peeps!
https://lindaghill.com/2018/05/18/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-19-18/
May 17– Flash Fiction – Property
18 May 2018 29 Comments
in #CarrotRanch, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #CarrotRanch, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Charli Mills, Flash Fiction, Foreigners, Property
Charli’s prompt this week:
May 17, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about property values. Perhaps its a home, business or pencil museum. What makes them go up or down? Go where the prompt leads.
Them foreigners!
“This neighbourhood is just going to pot!” Sue looked out of her front room window, staring at the new arrivals on the street. “Seriously, I mean, that is the fourth family of foreigners to move in here in the last few months!”
She turned towards her husband. “Jake, I do think we need to seriously consider our options, you know darling. Property prices are plummeting because of them. Have you seen the litter? And the cooking smells?”
Jake looked up from his accounts. “Really, Surinder? Have you looked in the mirror recently? And stop calling me Jake, it’s Jagjit!”
https://carrotranch.com/2018/05/17/may-17-flash-fiction-challenge/
#WritePhoto – Avenue
17 May 2018 42 Comments
in #WritePhoto, Fiction, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #WritePhoto, Avenue, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Burial, Cinquain, Death, Flash Fiction
Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:
Edith looked down the avenue of wooden sentries to the solitary, blossom-covered tree at the end.
Twenty years ago, she’d planted that with her young family, it was like nature’s headstone.
A reminder that he was there, waiting for her when her time came.
It would be like walking down the aisle to her beloved once again, but this time she’d be carried in a box, and lowered to the ground.
Her children had already been instructed to plant another sapling there, next to her Peter, so they could grow old together, if not in life, but in death.
https://scvincent.com/2018/05/17/thursday-photo-prompt-avenue-writephoto/
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