Torn Seam. It’s a 6.

“I thought the zippers were designed to last virtually forever.”

Worry creasing his forehead as deeply as his linen trousers, the middle aged gentleman stared at the Tailor, “can you fix it?”

“All our suits are sewn from the finest materials – breathable and strong, with structure and drape to the individual customer’s body.”

The Tailor’s voice softened, “but occasionally there is need for slight alterations…do not worry.”

An immediate tonic to the worried man’s soul, he did as the Tailor instructed.

Disrobing, he stood in the center of the ultraviolet booth, slipped each arm securely into suspension sleeves until he felt a tingling of electric current and once elevated, he tilted his head, chin resting on his chest; feeling a pinprick, the Tailor cut into the base of his neck…”I found the zipper pull, we’re in business now, Mr. Emrys.”

It’s Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
As to Mr. King’s assertion – writing, aside from the magic part, is free. Not, perhaps, from occasional bouts of frustration yet, at the end of the day, we know that frustration to be temporary. When we’ve completed our piece and concluded our final read through, that is the magic part. At Six Sentence Stories, our specialty is writing a piece of fiction, poetry, next scene or a bit of soc in exactly 6 sentences. Whether you drop in with a Six or stop by for a read and quick hello, we guarantee you will not leave thirsty.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link the URL to your post via the blue “Click here to enter” button below.
Link is live Wednesday 6:00 PM, ends way late Saturday night!
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 😀

PROMPT WORD:  TONIC

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

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Sometimes you just have to let go. All of us recognize those moments when, regardless of how much we like a particular piece of dialogue or scene, we suspect there’s potential for it to be better if  *gasp*, we simply cut it out of the storyline. Writing involves risk. How many times have we altered a storyline at the last minute after listening to a main or secondary character. Trust their guts, eh? Storytelling is not for those with weak constitutions, lol. Fortunate for us, we have a venue whereby any of the aforementioned discomfort is ultimately limited to a final piece written in exactly 6 sentences. Shall we let go this week? Allow a character or characters to write our story for us? Shall we sit back in our most comfortable chair and allow poetry to pour forth in a flash of automatic writing? Next scene? Easy peasy. We already have characters to do the writing for us! New week, new prompt word. Join us in writing a Six Sentence Story?

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  TONIC

“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.” – Graham Greene

Insomniac BarTender. It’s a Café 6.

“I could hear you thinking”, the man’s deep voice bouncing off the marble and glass bathroom, stood outside the shower’s glass doors, “from the living room.”

Heavy drops of rain beat furiously on the glass panes making up one wall of the living area in Unit 7 at “The Lofts”.

Standing in her shower, steam filling the room, Denise accepted the over-sized mug, slowly lifting it to her lips, her sigh of satisfaction recognizable to both smokers and caffeine addicts; after taking one more sip, she handed the mug back to the man whose eyes were filled with questions.

“You don’t have to tell me, I plan on talking to Mimi as soon as I get to the Café this afternoon, she has a way of seeing beyond the literal I haven’t quite mastered and I’m certain can help decipher the meaning of these dreams”; the man’s eyes locked on hers, “fine! on my nightmares.”

Each of them bizarre, in a way also real in a very present sense, she could neither dismiss nor explain them, failing to uncover any interpretation for a moon having a man’s face shining as bright as a super moon over a landscape of fire and wreckage, giant computer screens and helicopters flying upside down; making these nightmares all the more bizarre, the appearance of Lou Ceasare. Something was happening somewhere or about to happen and it wasn’t going to be good.

It’s Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Who’s got it made? We do, of course. Why? Because we’re writers. Because we love to indulge and entertain our imaginations. Because we enjoy sharing the fruits of our creative labors. Those fruits? Stories and poetry, next scenes and the impromptu soc because this place, Six Sentence Stories, is both origin and destination for writers. You can write and link one Six or you if so inclined write and link two or three Sixes! In fact, you never know when you may find yourself caught up in collaborative serial hijinks as Clark and Tom have been these last few weeks. Very cool, you guys. See, aside from the basic SSS blog hop rules, the rest is entirely up to you. Exactly 6 sentences. That’s the hook. The benefits and perks of participating? Well, write a Six Sentence Story and before long they will become apparent. Doors, people. When you see one, open it. Speaking of doors, the doors to Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Blog Hop open tonight 6:00 PM EDT sharp. No need to knock, just come on in.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link the URL to your post via the blue “Click here to enter” button below.
Link is live Wednesday 6:00 PM, ends way late Saturday night!
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 😀

PROMPT WORD:  PRESENT

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– David Gemmell

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
So what was I saying in last Sunday’s post, lol? Kinda blew the s!*t out of it today. The routine. Not necessarily by choice. Or was it? Hm… where was I? Where we are, writers of the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop, is at the beginning of another week breaking out the white boards, preparing for the opening on Wednesday for this next edition of Six Sentence Stories. Doors open early as courtesy to those writers living in the future. You may know some of these writers – Chris, Sadje, Misky, Tom, Reena and Sunra Rainz. All of us invite you to join in the community that is Six Sentence Stories. Brought together by a love of writing, it is an experience you will not soon forget. Who has ever challenged you to write an entire story, a complete piece of poetry, a concise snippet of memoir-ette in precisely 6 sentences? Bottom line: Six Sentence Stories is writing challenge, social event, brainstorming opportunity and all around enjoyable get together. No RSVP required. Simply show up with exactly 6 sentences. We’ll bring our own refreshments.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  PRESENT

“I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don’t remember what I did before that. Just loafed, I suppose.” – P. G. Wodehouse

Lunch Girl. It’s a 6.

She wasn’t a life of the party girl or that crazy bitch, yet people were drawn to her; the fact that the people drawn to her were dead, well, that’s another story.

No one could agree who was first, but it didn’t matter and before too long there was an entire group of us tagging along after “Lunch Girl”; the reason we called her that was because every Monday through Friday around the same time, a young woman would walk the grounds of the cemetery then leave.

Angus first suspected she was a little “different” when one day “Lunch Girl” veered off the gravel pathway to a double wide (you know, the extra wide stone for a husband/wife combo), bent down to right a half dead flower arrangement in a green plastic pot blown over by the wind, removing the dead ones she rearranged the remaining flowers then set the pot in front of the headstone, a few rocks around the base serving to secure it more firmly. “Isn’t she sweet” whispered Maureen, “bet she wouldn’t mind us walking with her every day”.

And so, every day a core group of us would join “Lunch Girl” stopping when she stopped to right a fallen plant or wipe away leaves covering trinkets left by loved ones; we even stood by when she whispered, asking them questions or pondering the fate of those who died young. There was something special about “Lunch Girl” yet none of our small group could work up the nerve to do more than be the shadows a passerby might happen to notice despite clouds covering the sky.

It’s Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Been awhile since I’ve mentioned the music in my head as I woke up. I know, you’re on the edge of your seat but…gonna tell you anyway. First, was a good sleep and a slow waking, that delicious, don’t want to let go grog(giness). Sufficiently “awake”, the song “Alien” (The Interrupters”) was on a short loop. A bit sluggish at first, being vertical appeared to shift the jukebox in my brain sufficiently as the strains of “Club Can’t Handle Me” increased in volume. Before I knew it, I had some words, couple of ideas, stepping out…(wait! Joe Jackson “Steppin Out”). It is not an uncommon conversation here and out and about, the connection between music and writing. Sometimes help, other times hinderance and yet for some it’s the push on your back sitting on the swing. Writing is what we’re about at Six Sentence Stories. We are about sharing our burst of creativity exactly 6 sentences at a time. On the precipice of another “hop” we invite you to stop by our writing playground aka the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. Sit on the swings or give some of us a push.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link the URL to your post via the blue “Click here to enter” button below.
Link is live Wednesday 6:00 PM, ends way late Saturday night!
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 😀

PROMPT WORD:  CORE

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“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”
– Leonard Cohen

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Confession: attempts at altering my Sunday routine have not been overly successful. It’s not so much the action of the routine as much as the thoughts running around my cerebrum. Admittedly, I’m OK with lounging a little on Sundays, foregoing the “racing and running around” experienced every other day of the week. This day growing up was always a “day of rest”.  And, as much as I would like to experience what imagination tells me is a day of rest, the way my Sundays typically go, well, they’re still alright by me. So without further ado, may I present you with this week’s prompt word (should you decide to accept it…finally watched MI 7…ikr?!) and the most enjoyable challenge of writing a story, poem, scene or soc in exactly 6 sentences, for this, Six Sentence Stories. Embrace your day and should you feel compelled, pick up your “pen” and write a Six. We’ll meet you at the usual rendezvous.

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  CORE

“My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel–it is, before all, to make you see.” – Joseph Conrad

Mystery and Adventure. It’s a 6.

The grey splattered sky complimented the soft curls framing her face; there was a symmetry within her heart, the void she felt grew with each passing day.

Uncertain as to why, she opened the top right drawer of her desk and pulled out the still wrapped gift box he’d given her six months prior.

As she untied the bow, a note in his characteristic scrawl, dropped to the floor –
“My dearest, life is mystery and adventure, so too the afterlife I suspect, so when you are ready and feeling the chill of a cold you cannot dismiss, place your coffee mug upon this warmer, plug it into the outlet to the left of your desk and feel my arms envelope you.”

The freshly brewed coffee filling her mug still giving off wisps of steam, she did as he suggested and got comfortable in her chair. She held the mug between her hands sipping gently when she heard the knocking on the door.

The newspapers had no explanation as witnesses who worked with her swore under oath they had seen the woman close the door to her office yet no one had seen her leave.