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THE APPLICATION TAG – Esther’s blog

19 Jan 2018 3 Comments

by Ritu in Tags Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Esther's Blog, The Application Tag

Thanks Esther for thinking of me in this new tag you have created! I am afraid that, due to time constraints, I can’t take part, but I am more than happy to share the original post!

Hi, and welcome to a new post 😀. In this post, I am going to be doing The Application Tag. You haven’t heard about it? It’s because this is the first time you’ll be seeing this. Y…

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January 18 – Flash Fiction – Boots

19 Jan 2018 36 Comments

by Ritu in #CarrotRanch, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #CarrotRanch, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Boots, Charli Mills, Drag Queen, Flash Fiction, pizza, Platforms

Charli’s prompt this week:

January 18, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes boots. Whose boots are they, where do they go and what is their significance? Go where the prompt leads.

Hmmm… here’s where my mind went…

Big Boots

I watched him in awe, as he tossed the dough from side to side, stretching it expertly, before allowing it to come to rest on the large wooden spatula.
A thin layer of tomato sauce, Mama’s special recipe, and a sprinkling of mozzarella, before a sprig of basil was added, then off it went to bake.
And he was leaving.
Mama was devastated.
Antonio was off to travel the world, leaving the family pizzeria in my hands, and I’d never been anywhere near as good as him at making pizza.
He was leaving big boots for me to fill.

Then my mind continued to wander (wearing those boots)…

Platforms

Never criticise a neighbour before walking a mile in his moccasins.
That’s what the proverb said.
Looking at the height of the heels on my neighbour’s boots, and the shiny patent leather, stretching all the way up to mid-thigh, I thought I’d rather not walk a metre, let along a mile.
Who am I to judge, anyway?
If Peter wants to spend his days being an accountant, trussed up in a suit and tie, and the evenings dressed up as Petra the pole-dancing drag queen, that’s his (or should it be her?) choice!
I’ll just stick to my trainers…

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#JusJoJan – January 19th, 2018 – Revolt

19 Jan 2018 20 Comments

by Ritu in #jusjojan, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #jusjojan, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Darkness, Her Headache, Kerry, Linda G Hill

Day nineteen of #JusJoJan!

I’m going to try to write on each of the prompts!

Today the prompt is:

Your prompt for January 19th, 2018, brought to you by dear Kerry, is “Darkness.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Kerry at her blog, “Her Headache” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link: https://kkherheadache.wordpress.com/

Thanks, Kerry!

Darkness

Following every period of darkness, is light.

Sometimes that dark night seems neverending, but fear not, it will come to an end.

And light will shine upon your life.

It’s true though, that light and dark are part of a cycle, and darkness will come again, but just remember, that light is there, at the end of the tunnel, every time.

It’s what will pull you through those dark times.

Keep shining Peeps 🙂

See you tomorrow!

If you want to find a full list of rules and the daily prompts visit here.

#WritePhoto – Distance

18 Jan 2018 51 Comments

by Ritu in #WritePhoto, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: #WritePhoto, Barbie and Ken, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Distance, Essex, Fiction, Joey, Photo Prompt, Sindy

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:

I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken.

Ken stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders. It had been a cramped flight, but they were the only seats available at such short notice. After a manly chat with Joey, they came to the conclusion that absence makes the heart grow fonder, as the saying went.
“A bit of distance between the two of you’ll be a good thing bruv!” Joey said as he pulled his coat tighter. “But couldn’t we find somewhere warmer to go?”
The snow-topped Scottish mountains could be seen in the distance.
“Yeah, I know… still, at least I won’t have any distractions here. I can just relax, and hopefully, Barbie will realise she misses me.”
“Yeah, yeah, right. So, where’s the nearest pub?” Joey hailed a cab to take them to the hotel.
As they sat in the car, they were unaware of a pair of eyes watching them.
Sindy slipped her sunglasses back on, and jumped in the next taxi. Instructing the driver to ‘follow that cab’ she sat back. What was the point in working for the local travel agent, if she couldn’t find out where her ‘friends’ were flying off too?

To be continued…

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