Twittering Tales #145 – 16 July 2019

Photo by Zoë Pappas at

He was listening intently to the arguments from both sides. This was his first case as a Supreme Court judge. How proud his parents would have been if they were alive today. Sitting on the Supreme Court bench was a great accomplishment, even if he was favoring the government.

Character count; 276

In response to;

Twittering Tales #145- July 16/2019

A prompt by ; Kat Myrman




Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #22

“Mommy, mommy come quick” Robbie’s excited voice brought Caroline to the backyard which overlooked the cotton fields.

“What is it dear?” She asked

“Look mom, tiny space ships over the cotton fields. We are being invaded by aliens “

Robbie was more excited than fearful. But reluctantly Caroline had to bust his bubble. ” They are drones dear, not space ships. I guess they are taking pictures of the crop. Why don’t you try to find something more about it on your laptop”

Robbie liked the suggestion and went to find more information about the drones use in farming. She stayed a while to watch what the drones were doing and to her surprise and horror, they started to emit laser like red beams which destroyed the whole field of cotton in a few minutes.

What was going on? She went to ask Google!

In response to;

Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #22



Three Lines Tales week #180

The air show was spectacular indeed with the fly-by of the planes ejecting colored exhaust mesmerizing the audience.

The large number of the people gathered had eyes lifted skywards and craning their neck, shielding eyes from the sunlight they watched the pilots performing feats of daredevilry and wowing the spectators.

That was why when the crash came it was such a huge shock to everyone, and no one could ever forget how they saw one of the plane collide with the one next to it and both enveloped in a ball of fire, a tragic end to something wonderful.

Welcome to Week 180 of Three Line Tales.

photo by David Peters via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

• Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).

• Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).

• Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).

• Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

• Have fun.

Happy three-lining!

In response to;

Three Lines Tales week #180



Tale Weaver #231- July 11-2019. Making Sense out of Nonsense- Ignormarte

( Ignormarte, the people who had absolutely no idea about the market trends )

Jolly was lucky to win the mega lottery and was now rolling in money. He wanted to spend all his money to live out his dream life. But his mother was more sensible and told him to invest half the money in stock market. Since he was ignormarte, he asked his best friend Jonny to advice him. What he didn’t know that Jonny was not an honest man. He had plans to fleece Jolly and become rich in the process.

Jolly handed half his money to Jonny to invest some place where it would earn good profit. Jonny pretended to invest it while in reality transferring the money to an offshore account. Every month Jolly would ask his friend how the stock was doing and Jonny would give him assurance that the money was earning a decent profit.

Though Jolly was spending his win quite liberally, he had not quite ran through all of it when he got the shock of his life when his best friend bailed out on him with half the money. Jonny disappeared and there was no sign of him. Jolly cursed his ignormatre-ness which had landed him in this mess and promised himself to be more careful of the money he had left, investing it with a reliable Wall Street firm.

While the clever Jonny became a victim of his own greed and lost all the money he had stolen from his friend due to bad investments. It appears that he too was a ignormatre but a cheap one!


This week I invite you to play with this nonsense word and create your own meaning and story about it.

It can be noun, verb, adjective or adverb, its fate is in your hands.

Write your response and link it using the linking tool below.

Go forth and have fun.

In response to;

Tale Weaver #231- Making Sense out of Nonsense



50 Words Thursday #27

Image by Bellinon from Pixabay

Let the wild rumpus start

Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are

Allan was an animator for children’s books. He loved his job and always came up with the best and the most appropriate images for the stories submitted to him. The authors usually were very pleased with the results and he was doing pretty well too. That was, until one manuscript arrived which completely threw him off his stride. Try as he would, nothing came to his mind.

He read and re-read the opening line ” Let the wild rumpus start and all the alien creatures came out of the forest for the celebrations. And finally he got the right idea!

Word count; 100


• Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!

• Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.

• Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.


In response to;

50 Words Thursday #27

A Prompt by; Teresa of The Haunted Wordsmith



Thursdays Photo Prompt-Castle #Writephoto

(For visually challenged writers, the image shows a silhouetted castle in the half-light, set in a lake surrounded by hills)


Looking at it, standing tall and beckoning

My home… my refuge from the troubles

Whatever I face when I am out in the world

The delight that lights up my heart as I return

To this majestic castle that is my safe haven

The familiar walls give comfort and alley my fears

As I enter it I leave the problems of the day behind me

One place that I can be myself and can throw away

The mask I have to wear when I am facing the world alone


In response to;

Thursdays Photo Prompt-Castle # writephoto

A Prompt by Sue Vincent



Twittering Tales week #144

Cindy was excited because it was the first get together of friends at her new apartment. The food was served informally in the kitchen, yummy food and lots of wine. The conversation was flowing smoothly till Kevin said those unpardonable words. “Have you gain weight, Cindy?”

Character count; 274

In response to;

Twittering Tales week #144




A post inspired by the new Spider-Man movie!😜

It was a tough time for Spider-Man. He not only had to keep up with his school assignments but also protect his neighborhood from the antics of greedy Kingpin. It was causing a lot of strain on him but he was after all the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. Kingpin was a dangerous criminal and Spider-Man need to be extra vigilant when he was up to his nefarious schemes. Kingpin had the local law officers in his pocket and they would not act against him, always using dilatory tactics so that he was never caught with evidence. So it was the nightly vigil by Spider-Man which kept the people safe from that criminal. Though very few people knew of this great service done by him!

In response to the following prompts;

Your daily word prompt;


Word of the day challenge;









Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #21

Tom and his wife were very excited when they were informed by the lawyers that he had inherited his great uncle ‘s house. They were living in a small two room apartment in the seedy part of the town and this house was huge and situated in the best housing district.

They went to see it the very day they got it’s possession and keys. The lawyer was a nice guy and helped Tom through the legal rigmarole. He seemed to want to say something to them but after a few false starts he just wished them the best and left. Tom had a feeling that whatever he wanted to say was important but then in the excitement of exploring the house he forgot all about it.

They had never visited this house during the lifetime of his great uncle. They weren’t close and the only reason of his inheriting the place was the unexpected death of his uncle Joseph, who was the original heir. They were very impressed you what they saw. A very well maintained and well proportioned house. The furnishings were in good taste too. The saw it from the cellars to the top floor. And were thanking their lucky stars at this stroke of good fortune.

Only the attic was left. At first they thought that they would give it a miss but then they decided to give it a quick look.

The scene that met their eyes was very unexpected and upsetting.

Tom moved into the room which smelled awful. There was the skull sitting on the table with some medieval equipment of torture. The stench of something rotting forced him to leave the room in a hurry. He immediately called the lawyer and asked him about the attic.

There was silence on the other end.

Then after a few minutes the man said ” I thought you might not see it, at least not today”

“What do you mean by that? What does it mean? All those horrible things and that smell? What was my great uncle into.” Tom bombarded him with rapid fire questions.

There was the sound of a sigh at the other end. ” What I am about to tell you may upset you a lot. But you have to know what living in that house entails ”

Tom and his wife left the house immediately after that conversation. The house was put up for sale, where it is still listed. They can’t seem to find any buyers!

In response to;

Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #21



Time to write- Sentence Starter #48 The plan

” What’s the plan?”

” Why don’t you listen to me when I am telling you things?” Jason was getting fed up with explaining things to his younger brother. They were partially hidden behind the garage wall, waiting. Sonny was like Robin to Jason’s Batman. A wingman that he really didn’t want. But to exclude him from the plan would mean that he would be telling mom everything. So he was here, standing beside Jason and getting excited.

Taking a deep calming breath, Jason went over the plan with Sonny once more. ” I hope that now you understand what is going to happen?” Sonny nodded his head with a grin on his face. ” I bet Mr Rogers will be scared out of his wits”

“Yes, if you just play your part” Jason said.

Just then the garage door opened in their neighbor’s house and the car was seen reversing out of it. As per plan Sonny ran towards the car and Mr Rogers sitting in it. He stopped the car and gave the boy a encouraging smile. Sonny pointed towards the back of the can and said, ” There is something hanging out from the boot of your car” Mr Rogers got out of the car to investigate when Jason standing behind the garage wall set the fire cracker and threw it near the car. Though Sonny knew all about the plan but he gave a loud scream and was equally startled with Mr Rogers.

The prank resulted in getting grounded for a whole week for the brothers.

The prompt;

Write a story beginning with the dialogue: “What’s the plan?”

If you use this prompt, please leave a link to your post in the comments below and I’ll share it next week. Please be sure to link back to my blog so your readers know where you got the prompt!

Happy Writing! If you want more, check out all my other Writing Prompts here!

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Time to write

Sentence Starter #48