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Demons and Devils – Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

  

         Demons and Devils,

        Ghouls, Goblins and Ghosts as well.

        Tall, black witch’s hat.

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Light and Shadow Challenge

This Haiku is based on Light and Shadow’s :   Welcome to Monday 06/13/2014 and the Monday Challenge (picture below) as well as Haiku Friday!  —- Tessa

Are you ready to start the week?  Below you will find two prompts, one a picture and one a quote. Have a look and see what story they inspire you to tell and then go for it – in 500 words or less! You can use one or both and you don’t need to refer to them in your writing, just follow that spark of inspiration whether it is fact, fiction or poetry.  You have until next Sunday at noon GMT so go for it.  Have fun, write some stuff and then use the link underneath to let people see it.

Here is the picture prompt.  Please credit it if you use it on your own blog.

Image taken by Thomas Marlowe on the streets of the city of York
Image taken by Thomas Marlowe on the streets of the city of York

Here is the quote:   You should got to a pear tree for pears, not an elm. —Publilius Syrus ( ~100 BC) , Maxims

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Stormy Weather – Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

  

     Thunder cracks, lightning.

     Rain is pouring down so hard.

     Don’t stand under trees!

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Haiku Friday 06/06/14 — Tessa

 

 

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Fire!!!

Inspiration Monday

Inspiration Monday    06/02/14

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

The Prompts:

PENGUIN FLIGHT SCHOOL

MARTIAN KARAOKE*

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BRING THE FILE

BURNED OUT

Want to share your Inspiration Monday piece? Post it on your blog and then give me the link in the comments below (I’ll also love you more if you link back to me); I’ll include a link to your piece in the next Inspiration Monday post. No blog? Email your piece to me at stephanie (at) bekindrewrite (dot) com. 

Tessa

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Fire!!!

Sandy was on a break and absorbed in her book so she wasn’t paying attention to the noises around her. She worked in the front office mostly by herself and so she brought a book to work for break times and lunch.

The manager, Mr. Girard, stuck his head in the door and said, “Sandy there is a fire on the second floor and it is spreading fast. Get out of here, but please bring the file for payroll if you have it handy.”

Mr. Girard hurried on to the different offices to alert everyone he could. Luckily he knew the personnel upstairs in the 2nd floor offices were already down stairs as they were the first to notice the smoke coming out of one of the empty offices.

Mr. Girard went looking for the fire alarm to sound the alarm to give everyone a heads-up especially the rest of the personnel that were in the kitchen and dining room of the club as it was a large building and he couldn’t cover it all himself.

In the meantime a customer tracked down the alarm and set it off after telling the kitchen personnel to leave as quickly as possible out the back. The front was already filled with smoke and the fire was rapidly moving down the stairs to the front door.

Sandy escaped out the front door with a handful of files that she had handy on her desk including the payroll file. She stood out front with the others who were already out, but she was nervously thinking about those in the back of the building.

The customer who rang the fire alarm gathered the workers and took them through the back dining room to the doors. They were locked. Several people grabbed chairs and threw them through the windows and doors and everyone dashed out and ran along the small back path trying to get around to the front to the big parking lot. Windows were blowing out up above them and sprinkling them with glass. Most of them were coughing and choking on all the smoke.

The manager started to count heads as the firemen rushed in to try and control the fire. Luckily everyone got out and Sandy saved a lot of the files.

The firemen couldn’t save the top floor and it was burned out, but the downstairs which contained the dining rooms, a few offices and the kitchen was just smoke and water damage and the club reopened once they took care of the remodeling. It was determined that the fire was set by a disgruntled employee. Luckily no one was hurt.

 

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Eyes Left – (Non-Fiction)

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Eyes Left

 

The Marine behind the desk was not amused when my husband went to check into his new duty station for his training after boot camp and was followed by me.

 
“Who is that?”

 
“My wife, sir!”

 
“If the Marine Corps wanted you to have a wife we would have issued you one.” What?

 
My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t say a word.

 
Now we had driven down from New Jersey to North Carolina and it wasn’t like I could just go home. We had all of our worldly goods with us.

 
“What did you plan to do with her?”

 
“Sir, we have money saved and we were going to get someplace in town.”

 
We were already married when he joined the Marines. This situation was a little different than the Marines who graduated from boot camp and got married on leave and came back with wives.

 
Eventually things calmed down and after some discussion it was decided that he could live off base, but had to be on base early in the morning and then stay til they were done. We found a nice trailer park and every morning I drove him in and picked him up.

 
I also made him lunch and took it on base for him every day. I found the parking lot where he could find me and sat in my car with the door open and sat sideways in the seat with my legs out and on the ground while I waited that first day. I was nervous and then I could hear a group coming as they were marching with a Marine Corps Cadence. It was fascinating to watch them marching in unison and repeating the cadence their leader was shouting.

 
What I wasn’t ready for was as they came abreast of my car the leader shouted, “eyes left!” They all turned to look straight at me.

 
Now I was 20 years old and weighed less than 100 lbs. I was a tiny little thing with a big chest and all I was wearing was short shorts and a halter top. Very disconcerting having all those eyes fastened on me.

 
I eventually got used to it happening and provided visual entertainment for the troops every day.

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Light and Shade Challenge Monday 26th May 2014

Light and Shade Challenge

 

Are you ready to start the week?  Below you will find two prompts, one a picture and one a quote.  Have a look and see what story they inspire you to tell and then go for it – in 500 words or less!  You can use one or both and you don’t need to refer to them in your writing, just follow that spark of inspiration whether it is fact, fiction or poetry.  You have until next Sunday at noon GMT so go for it.  Have fun, write some stuff and then use the link underneath to let people see it.

Tessa

 

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Hospital Stays – Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

  

    My skin is purple.

    IV’s, blood draws, sleepless nights.

    Let me go home please!

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Haiku Friday.

This is based on recent hospital stay.

Tessa

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Our Favorite Place

Our Favorite Place

Before the fog had burned off, I was sitting under the trees waiting for Eric. He had asked me to meet him this morning in our favorite spot so he could show me something.

I was so excited. I was a little surprised at the earliness of the hour, but was too excited to worry about it.

I heard a noise behind me. It was Eric. I was surprised to see him with a woman. My smile faded.

Sorry Julie, I didn’t know how to tell you so I brought her with me. This is Sue, my new wife.”

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I haven’t participated in a while. Here is my newest entry. It is exactly 100 words.

Friday Fictioneers – approximate 100 word picture prompt.  Picture prompt below for Friday, May 23 —— Tessa

 

Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers PHOTO PROMPT      Copyright – Erin Leary

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Canoeing

Inspiration Monday

Inspiration Monday     5/2614

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

The Prompts:

THE DYING SKY

WHAT NOW?

HANG UP

ALIEN EARTH

FOR THE LAST TIME

Want to share your Inspiration Monday piece? Post it on your blog and then give me the link in the comments below (I’ll also love you more if you link back to me); I’ll include a link to your piece in the next Inspiration Monday post. No blog? Email your piece to me at stephanie (at) bekindrewrite (dot) com. 

Tessa

 

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Canoeing

Suzy and Sharon get out of the street and quit fighting. There are cars coming,” Laurel told her two daughters. “For the last time get over here!”

The girls moved and Laurel went back to help her husband, John, get the canoe lifted over the metal fence covering the opening to the stream they were going to investigate. This was the first trip with the girls ages 7 & 8. There were with several other couples as they didn’t explore unknown creeks or streams without having someone else with them.

Finally all the canoes were over the fence and sat on a small beach ready to be loaded. The girls were lifted off the side of the road and put on the beach as well.

Once everyone was loaded, they put the 2 girls in the middle of the canoe and Laurel waded out and climbed in the front. John pushed the canoe further out and climbed inside.

Each girl was wearing a life-jacket and had a bottle of soda to keep them from begging for a drink all the time. They finally settled down and John and Laurel started paddling.

As usual Laurel steered them into the sides of the stream and the sticker pushes, logs etc. John shouted,”Laurel haven’t you learned to paddle yet? This is ridiculous!”

Just as she turned around to yell back at him they headed right into the overhanging branches of a tree and they all leaned to one side and the canoe tipped over completely. Quickly John and Laurel looked for the girls and they were floating thanks to the life jackets.

They both started laughing as their daughter Sharon was holding tightly to her soda bottle and had it over head so it wouldn’t sink. They quickly flipped the canoe back over and put their stuff that was floating around back in. They tried to put the girls back in the canoe, but they both refused and started crying that they weren’t going back into the canoe with them. The harder they tried, the harder they cried.

Finally one of their friends offered to take them. They reluctantly agreed and were lifted into the other canoe. They started on their way again with John yelling at Laurel. Laurel always said they should have divorce courts at the end of the trip as most couples weren’t speaking by the time they got to the end hours later.

 

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Ocean

 

Waves rush in quickly.

Parents and children swimming. 

No one sees the shark.

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Haiku Friday Prompt

For right now, the only rule is – if you link your post and it doesn’t contain a Haiku, the link will be removed.

Surprisingly, there are about 40 different accepted forms for Haiku – we will define a smaller subset of those types for use on Haiku Friday.

Haiku consist of 17 syllables – typically given in three lines of 5, 7 and 5 syllables. That’s about the only rule here – 5,7,5. How you use those syllables is up to you.

Tessa

 

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Will Power

 

WILL POWER

The coffee was steaming. Sue drank it in an effort to warm up after her long walk to the coffee shop to meet her girlfriends from college. She hadn’t seen them since graduation last year.

While she waited she fantasized about her new boyfriend. They had gone to college together and she ran into him last month. They went out for dinner on their first date and by the second one they had slept together at Sue’s apartment. She couldn’t wait to tell her friends how happy she and Steve were.

She wanted to see him more often, but he told her he was really busy at work and would contact her when he was free to spend time with her. She wasn’t happy with this. She had no will power and it took all of her strength to keep her promise to not call him while he was working. He told her he worked nights and weekends mainly. This made her happy since she also worked nights and most weekends, leaving her days free.

They hadn’t talked much and she had no idea where he was living at the moment. They exchanged cell phone numbers and then chatted briefly. She did most of the talking as Steve didn’t seem inclined to tell her much.

She wondered briefly what the girls had been up to. They really hadn’t kept in touch and this was their first meeting to catch up on each other’s lives since they graduated. She wished they would hurry up!

She heard laughter at the door and looked up to see a group of girls and one guy entering the coffee shop. Her friends, but she was shocked to see Daisy arm and arm with Steve. She became aware her mouth was hanging open and she closed it and stood up to greet her friends trying not to stare at Steve.

She was shocked when Daisy introduced Steve as her new husband. They had told no one and eloped a few months ago.

She wanted to cry, but shock kept her from doing anything at the moment. She tried not to stare at them, but she felt Steve staring at her. Tears were starting to form and she quickly excused herself to go to the ladies’ room. She didn’t realize that Steve was following her and he grabbed her arm once they were out of the front of the coffee shop.

“I am sorry I didn’t tell you that I was married, but it really doesn’t have to matter.”

“It matters to me,” she said fighting back tears. “I don’t want to be the other woman. Besides Daisy is one of my friends. She deserves better.”

“Come on Sue we had fun the other night. Don’t break it off! I have plenty of free time during the week days. I work for myself and determine my own hours.”

Sue had claimed earlier she didn’t have any will power. She agreed weakly.

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Inspiration Monday

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

The Prompts:

LUKEWARM REVENGE

WILL POWER

MADMAN’S TRICKS

WOODEN KEY

ANTI-MAGIC

Want to share your Inspiration Monday piece? Post it on your blog and then give Stephanie the link in the comments below the prompt. (She’ll also love you more if you link back to her); She’ll include a link to your piece in the next Inspiration Monday post. No blog? Email your piece to her at stephanie (at) bekindrewrite (dot) com.

Tessa

 

 

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Candy!

Candy

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Colorful Candy!

Choices I cannot resist.

Smack my fingers please!

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Light and Shade Challenge!

Challenge – Monday 5th May 2014

This  is my first entry to this challenge – Tessa

Plus:

This is also for Haiku Friday on May 16th. I am ahead of the game on my Haiku’s. I am having fun with them.

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Precarious Perch

 

Precarious Perch,

Gripping for my sanity,

Must not let it go.

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Haiku Friday

          studio30 plus_noncropped_longThis is my second Haiku and I wrote it for Haiku Friday (May 9) and Studio30 Plus (as my first entry on this site).

This is Tessa getting back into the groove!

 

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Sculpture Troubles

 

Melting Wax

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Renee Heath

Hours were spent making a candle to give to her best friend for her wedding. Ginny had created a small bride and groom to stand side by side. They even resembled Rory and Sue.

She left it on the table overnight, not sure how she was going to wrap her gift without breaking something.

That morning she got up and went back to her work table and found her candle had been lit and left to burn completely destroying her work. She was livid.

She heard snickering behind her and turned to see her brother holding a box of matches.

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My First Haiku – Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

  Darkness falls quickly.

  The sun drops below the trees

  As the moon rises.

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This is my very first Haiku. Hopefully I counted the syllables right.

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Pushed Too Far

Pushed Too Far

The phone was frustratingly quiet. Josie was so tired of John’s hackneyed excuses as to why he couldn’t call or see her.

She understood he had to work. Who didn’t?

What annoyed her to no end was when he used his wife as his excuse, or he had to walk the dog, or go away to visit his daughters. Damn him! She was all that counted in this world!

He had ordered her to never, under any circumstances, call him. She could email him. Otherwise she was to wait for him to call. Yeah right!

She picked up the phone.

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100 Word Challenge

  Now for the 100 Words challenge for this week. Inspired by The Affair, your word this week is:

  Hackneyed

  Open until midnight Sun 4/27/14

  Tessa

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Startled

Startled

From his position at the top of the small rise he saw nothing but trees. He had been walking for hours plunging through the underbrush. No paths this deep in the woods.

He stopped to rest a bit and try to get his bearings. He could hear running water nearby and headed in that direction. He was thirsty and water would be refreshing.

The stream was clear and cool so he paused to take a drink. He sat down and listened intently for any sign of life.

Eventually he heard the sound of a vehicle engine and headed in that direction. He continued his plunge through the underbrush, stopping just inside the tree line. He sat down and assessed the current situation.

He saw a house, a truck and a woman. The woman was coming out of the house and heading to the back of the truck. She loaded her arms with more of her belongings and headed back inside.

The house must have been recently refurbished as he could smell fresh paint. There was a fence around the property.

The woman came out of the house for another load and he determined that she must be alone. He had seen no other signs of life.

He strolled out of the woods as he watched her carry in her present load and headed for the open back of the truck and jumped up inside and sat waiting.

She came back outside to get another load and found him sitting there. Luckily she didn’t go into cardiac arrest at her first glimpse of him.

“Well, hello! Where did you come from,” she said startled.

He replied to her question politely, offering greetings. Her smile widened and she reached out to touch him, carefully, waiting until he raised his chin and purred happily.

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This is my first entry for In Mon (Inspiration Monday) —– Tessa

Inspiration Monday

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

The Prompts:

CARDIAC ARREST

FINGERLESS

GHOST OF THE LIVING

WASHING MACHINE

FRIDGE MONSTER

Inspiration Monday

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The Crash

The Crash

I sit quietly reading in the shady area deep in the back yard. I vaguely hear a loud crash of metal on metal, but continue reading. I am more interested in my book than all the noise and yelling coming from the front yard.

I become aware someone has come around to the back yard. I realize it is Mrs. King from next door. I can barely recognize her with the tears running down her face.

She runs to me and grabs me in a hug and cries out, “Oh you poor orphan! You must come with me now.”

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This is the first story I have written in almost a year and a half. I have not felt up to writing. No creativity, depressed, didn’t want to do anything. I don’t think it is my best work, but it is a start and I hope to continue on again like I did before.  It is so hard when you stop the momentum.

If you wish to join us in the 100 word Challenge please click on the button below—–Tessa

100 word challenge

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2013 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,100 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 18 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

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A Tribute to Mom

Janet Dean 02/08/1934 to 10/05/2013

May she rest in peace!

 

My mom was always a caring woman. She would spend hours talking to anyone who needed to talk whether they wanted advice or just someone to listen. She was loved by everyone she met. She gave and received respect.

We kids were the envy of the town. My mom was a stay-at-home mom who cooked and baked from scratch. All of our friends came over to have her home-baked cookies and cakes.

My mom had Parkinson’s Disease for about 40 years. She started losing her ability to do things and eventually she could not walk and was in a chair, but she still did what she could to help anyone who needed it right up to the end.

She lived a rough life and I admire her for handling it so well.

 

We love you and miss you mom!

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To those using Blogger (BlogSpot)

I am unable to respond with a remark to most of these blogs for some reason. I couldn’t even post this to Trifecta’s comment section. So sorry. There were lots of blogs I liked, but couldn’t respond.

 

Tessa

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The Pain of Bullying!

“No!” cried the bullied child. He pulled out a gun and shot out into the crowd killing several children. Another sad ending to a sad situation.

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Trifextra: Week Seventy-One

On to the prompt.  This weekend we’re revisiting an early Trifextra, our second ever.  The challenge is to write a complete story in only three sentences.  Good luck!

Tessa

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