“Mike please look where you are going, you are going to drive right through that crowd”
“That’s no crowd it looks like a host of spirits, waiting to take over our bodies”
“Will you just let me drive and stop trying to take over the wheel!”
Written in response to;
#Keepitalive
#3linestales
Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate
Today’s prompt: Write anything with the topic of flying
The flying carpet
There was an old trader who would go from town to town, buying and selling merchandise to his patrons. He had a good eye to spot a profitable bargain. One one of his trips to the very old market in Egyptian city of Alexandria, he discovered an abandoned warehouse, full of old and threadbare carpets. Most of them would crumble to dust at the touch of a hand. But he managed to salvage a few pieces which he planned to sell for a few coins.
Next day, he suffered an accident and was not able to walk without assistance. He called over one of his neighbors to help him pack his wares in exchange for a little sum of money.
They sent over their fourteen old boy, who asked to be paid in kind in exchange for the help he provided to the old man. The man gave him one of the old carpets in return of his services.
The old man went on his way in a few days, while the boy cleaned up the carpet by giving it a good brushing. It was now reasonably clean for use. He took it to the roof top, where he would sit and read during the day, and star gaze at night.
That night while star gazing, the boy fell asleep on the carpet and had a wonderful dream where his carpet was flying over the valleys and mountains. And he sat on top of it enjoying his fascinating ride. When morning came, the family came to the roof top looking for him but couldn’t find any trace of him or the carpet.
Written in response to;
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge March19/19
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“Did you check the date before you used it?’
Harry looked up from his book at his dad. “What do you mean, dad?”
“I found this carton of milk on the kitchen counter and its way past the expiration date, so did you check the date before using it? “
“But, I didn’t use the milk, in fact I didn’t go into the kitchen at all”
“Then who could it be? “Dad was quite perplexed.
“Maybe Matt has come home and he used it? “
His dad shouted out Matt’s name and got no response.
Now things were getting crazy, as there was no one else in their house and clearly someone had opened the fridge, taken out the expired carton of milk and had left it laying about in the kitchen.
Harry got up and went into the kitchen to investigate.
The back door was bolted from inside and there was just the cat sitting near the screen door. And suddenly Harry noted that the cat’s plate was full of milk.
But……. it cannot be the cat? Could it?
Today’s prompt: “Did you check the date before you used it?’
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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “soul/sole.” Use one, use both, use ’em any way you like. Enjoy!
It was Saturday night dinner. A special treat, for my husband really loves fish specially sole. I got the recipe from the net, got the ingredients ready and was all ready to go. The dish was to be sole meunière, and by all accounts not very difficult to make. And what was the occasion? It was my husband’s birthday. And preparing this dish by myself, my sole purpose was to let my hubby know that I could cook too!
The fish was almost ready when I inadvertently stepped on a piece of broken glass, which gave me a nasty cut on the sole of my foot. It was almost a disaster. Luckily my husband came home on time, saved me from bleeding all over the kitchen floor and the fish from burning to a crisp in the oven. There was no moment of glory for my soul that day, but we did get to enjoy the dinner. Which surprisingly turned out pretty good.
Written in response to;
Stream of Consciousness Saturday March 16/19
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#SoCS
Something a bit different this week that I thought might be fun.
Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT) Wednesday 20th March and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the round-up. There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family friendly.
It was the sign they were looking for
The school for wizards and witches
Must be here somewhere,
It’s a famous place in the wizarding world
All those aspiring to learn witchcraft
Come her from far and beyond
To learn the mastery of this art
Well, don’t you know
It’s Hogwarts!
Written in response to;
Thursday Photo Prompt; Sign# Writephoto
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Teresa of The Haunted Wordsmith has started another story
A house sat perched precariously on the edge of Clearwater Lake. It was a house that should not have stood, yet stand it did. It had been there for centuries and locals swore the same couple lived there the whole time. Locals never knew how right they were until the day the rains started.
“It’s just a little rain,” Susan said, watching the couple pile water and canned fruit into their shopping cart.
The couple looked at the checker and smiled politely. “The rain will not stop,” they said, “we’ve seen this before.”
No sooner had the couple left, Susan but dropped her smirk as locals poured in to the shop chaotically looking for food. The once spring storm skies has turned …
To be continued………
My(Sadje ) contribution;
……..dark gray, the rain increasing in intensity. The deluge continued for that day and night. By next morning the people were getting very concerned and the shopping for groceries and bottled water increased to the extent that the selves were barren of most edible goods.
Some of the locals were thinking of getting in touch with the couple in the hut to get some information about these rains, because some of them had overheard their comment about the rains not stopping and that they had seen it before.
So a group of the local elders went to speak to the couple, at their house at the edge of the lake. But when they got there they were surprised to see that…….
I am tagging Kristian of the Tales from the mind of Kristian to take the story further.
Rules:
1. Copy the story as you receive it.
2. Add to the story in some fashion.
3. Tag another person to contribute to or finish the story.
4. Please use FTS as a tag so I can find it or link back to part 1.
5. Have Fun!
7 and Three Quarters Nutty
One of the best things about questions is the ability to stray off the beaten track. To not ask the same questions over and over again, that might lead to mundanity! I can’t stand mundanity which is why l am constantly thinking or trying to think of new creative ways to get my fellow bloggers amused, active and involved. Now back by popular demand but different — the crazy questions!
There are no rules, no taggings, if you want to Reblog or Share out by all means feel free to do so. The only request l have is to include a ping back so l don’t miss out on any of the battiness! Failing that, by all means please feel free to simply answer the questions below.
7 and Three Quarters Nutty Created by A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip!
Don’t just answer these questions with quick one word answers, but give them some body! Throw yourself into it.
How lucky are you and why?
I feel I am tenth and a twelve fifth lucky, because my math is very good!
Do you believe in Bigfoot or just Big Feet?
I think big foot is just half of big feet, which I have. Two of them.
Why do they say the colour of money?
As long as it is real money, with which you can buy stuff it can be any color it wants to be.
If a jogger runs at the speed of sound, can they still hear their iPod?
Nopes! However since all reality will be inverted , the songs will be able to hear him.
Why does the Easter bunny carry eggs? Rabbits don’t lay eggs.
It’s their sacred duty to carry the eggs, and hide them so that little children can find them. He is employed by the same agency which has employed Santa.
What’s the best age you have been so far?
My current age, I have never been this old as I am now. All of ten years old.
Why is your left foot smaller than your right?
My left foot is not broken, while the right one has three broken bones and hence is about a foot longer then the left one!
If you are blow drying your hair, how do you get to the back of your head? Do you need to know the art of ricochet?
I just take off the wig, blow dry it and put it on again. Simple.
What is Satan’s last name?
He is like Madonna. He just has one name.
What were you doing at midnight 37am last night?
Catching some zzzzz that had gotten away from me.
How weird is this? I know, right?
Pretty weird! How did you know?
What is your third favourite word of all time?
Me, mine and myself.
Answers to be polished up on the backside of the an Adam’s apple!
I did that but then I ate the apple. I was hungry.
A Whacky questionnaire by Rory, AKA Bloke
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Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.
Alternatively,
If you are an artist or photographer, use this as an opportunity to showcase your own work.
You have 1 week to complete this challenge.
Please credit the artist!
When you’re done, TAG the post Photo Challenge and MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie, and add your link to the Link Button. Also don’t forget to link to this post or copy your post’s URL into the comments. We can read your post sooner that way.
Oh, mummy! I hope you are not angry with me. I thought I would save you some money by decorating the walls of my bedroom myself. Do you like the beautiful pictures I have drawn on the walls. You see, I heard you talking to daddy that the money was tight, so I decided that instead of putting expensive wall paper we can make the room look pretty by painting these fairies on the wall.
Do you like my art, mummy?
Written in response to;
#Keepitalive
#Mindlovemiserysmenagerie
Dr Tanya of SaltedCaramel has tagged me to tell a story about this picture.
The beach was deserted which was so strange at this time of the year. Usually this place was teeming with people enjoying the sun and the surf.
The reason because apparent soon, as the rep from the advertising agency stepped forward and said, ” It’s a wrap”. The camera man stopped shooting the deserted beach and it was a signal to the people standing and watching the shooting of the commercial. They were soon all over the place. A woman strolled to the guy in charge and said to him, “I have a suggestion for you” the man looked up from his phone and looked expectantly towards her.” If you are aiming to attract people to visit this place, you should have shot the commercial with people in it, as I see it . The way you have shot it just gives it a Haunted look. I would never opt to pay money to visit this place if I saw your ad!
There was a baffled expression on his face and he scratched his head.”It was the demand of the traveling agency” he said apologetically.
Written in response to;
Tell the story Challenge
Now I am going to give a Photo Prompt, but it is open to anyone who wants to write a story about it, thanks.
#Keepitalive
#Tellthestory
Amazing, just amazing
That’s what everyone was saying
Look up in the sky, for the loveliest vision
Who is she, who is she
That’s what everyone was asking
There was no explanation that fit right
At nightfall, the vision began to glow
In spectacular colors of the promised rainbow
The people more amazed than before finally found
The cause of all this furor
A new way of advertising and been invented
To project the image into the clouds
To entice, to amaze to, to sell
They wanted to conquer the skies
Written in response to;
Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #3
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#FFFC
