It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Time and (prompt word), worlds within, worlds without. What have we brought to the table this week?! Who, what, and where has been going on in our collective imaginations, eh? It’s SSS Storytime. We settle into a comfy chair, couch, bed, or… beach blanket (in my dreams, lol), place our mouse cursor on a Six Sentence Story thumbnail, “click” it, and, wait for it …. until we’re transported somewhere else. Our challenge each week is to write 6 and only 6 sentences. Consult your muse, fly by the seat of your pants – however you get there, remember you only need 6 sentences and perhaps a little help from our 14 friends aka punctuation marks. Let’s bring it here, tonight  – the next installment of your serial, progeny of your poetic self, serious/non-serious reflections on life at large or simple and searing, soc. Let’s add another volume to our collection of Six Sentence Stories. And listen, if you find you’ve got another Six itching to be written, please return and link a second or third Six. We have 3 and a half days. Exhaust that prompt word, lol. Once you see the light on, come on in. Link. Let’s do some reading.

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  😀

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c0efdbe6b4add43dd7ef “Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.” – Tom Stoppard

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
How’s everyone doing? Were any of you to respond with a comment along the lines of  “ya know what, Denise, Girlie, whatever…not great. I’m in a stupid bad mood“, I would say “listen, pull up a chair….yeah, there’s fine… sit a while, read a few Sixes, chill, we’ll check back on you in a little bit“. The virtual world, this one, where you and I gather each week (yup, gonna say it again) is in many ways, more real than the “brick and mortar” one we walk out into each day. Six Sentence Stories is a multi-disciplined venue where we gather to share of our creative selves and in the process challenge ourselves, improve our writing chops, enjoy the company of those who love/like/enjoy, writing. It’s a venue to encourage and be encouraged. Each Sunday, a specific prompt word is offered challenging us to write exactly 6 sentences. Of what? You’ll have to ask your muse, won’t you. Fiction, mystery, poetry, serial story, soc. You’ll know it when you write it, so write it and share it here, in this borderless community known as Six Sentence Stories. Bring a story and sit back and chill….6 sentences at a time.

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 WORDSPACE

Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine and at last you create what you will.” – George Bernard Shaw

Emmêlé dans le temps. It’s a 6.

It appears a follow up to last week’s Runs Deep Six Sentence Story, a Café Six, is in order…

Paris Walking Tour: Montmarte | Streetside cafe in Montmartre. | Montmartre paris, Paris travel, Places

Angelique set her book aside as the young waiter approached, “s’il vous plait”, she gestured to a spot near the middle of the metal café table, the young man gracefully set down a plate of pastries and an espresso, with a grace that, somehow, did not surprise her, “merci“.

Angelique’s eyebrow refused to ignore the bookmark in the last pages of the book when she’d only just begun reading it… she pulled from the middle of the book’s pages, a telegram she received several days earlier that would alter the trajectory of her entire life path; not only hers but also Nick Létranger’s; the thought of the magnitude of that possibility made her entire body tingle – joy and sadness and yes, fear, for venturing into the unknown half a world away – overcome with emotion, Angelique was unaware she had fainted until she awakened in the arms of the young waiter, smelling salts in hand…

SECURITY TO 4th FLOOR, WEST WING, ROOM 279!, the voice over the hospital’s PA system held just a hint of irritation; 2 security officers arrived to find the head shift nurse trying to convince 2 men and a woman with ginger red hair, they needed to leave as the hospital had not yet located immediate family for the woman lying unconscious in the bed, hospital rules, leave voluntarily or be escorted from the premises.

No way in hell you or these 2 goons are throwing us out of this room, Nurse Ratchet“, the woman with the ginger red hair, standing next to the irate bearded man, voice the calm in the eye of a hurricane, whispered to the man to her right, “do something Ford, you need to calm everyone down before this gets ugly.. you know who I’m talking about.”

“Marlene, isn’t it? pretty name, I’m reading your name badge correctly?…yes?…good…Marlene, what my dear friend is trying to tell you is we know this woman, and we know, she has none – we are the closest to immediate family Denise has, so if you feel as if you need to have us physically removed, you may try but I assure you, it will not look good for St. Vincent’s hospital to be accused of forcibly removing the only family this unconscious woman has”… voice smooth as the finest Italian silk, Ford continued until the nurse gave in, nodded to the security officers to leave, and soon followed.

Chris, Ford and Nick waited for the nurse to close the door… “dammit Nick, I told you to play it cool“, Chris, barely maintaining a straight face, looked at each of her fellow Proprietors of the Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro, gave Ford a well deserved hug and a mischievous wink to Nick, the three standing bedside of their beloved Bartender, Denise; it was going to be a long night…

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
I waited to write this post until now, lunchtime Wednesday, so I could update you on the new office digs! Monday was the first day in the new place. Our new office is quite different from the last – larger and brighter, both positive improvements. What is not altogether different pour moi, is having a window in my new office. The office I share with my co-storyteller/co-worker is virtually the same. Same desk locations, mine away from the door, next to the window except now we are 4 floors up. View is quite a bit different. Typing at my right side return is a view mostly of trees with a partial glimpse of the Best Western and it’s pool. Exactly! Storytime potential big time, lol. Perfect segue, eh? Today we begin another round of Six Sentence Stories at the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. If you are new to GirlieOnTheEdge and this hop, you have inferred correctly. We invite you to write 6 and only 6 sentences, publish your story, return here any time between tonight and Saturday and link the URL to your Six Sentence Story. It may be a piece of fiction or poetry, the next installment or first installment of your serial story or it may be a musing or soc. Shall we all reconvene, say, around 6:00 pm EST? Yes, of course, it can be later, we’ll wait up. And yes...we’ll leave the light on.

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 WORDPATH

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The noir hero is a knight in blood caked armor. He’s dirty and he does his best to deny the fact that he’s a hero the whole time.” – Frank Miller

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
It’s a sunny, summer Sunday morning, so why, you ask am I playing Stevie Ray Vaughan’s “Riviera Paradise” on the YTube? No, not the expected soundtrack to a let’s throw back the covers, let the screaming sun in and start the day!, lol. But who am I to question that particular click of the mouse? In the same way, who am I to choose the first words of the day written, tall coffee sitting bedside? Can’t tell you. So how is it we choose our topic or theme for a piece of writing? If there are regular characters in your arsenal well, you might let them do the talking while you take down their words. What if they’re on holiday? Or sleeping, or otherwise engaged? What does a writer do to begin? There are as many answers to that question as there are people reading this post. To you – I ask you to pick up your pens and pencils yet again, use the prompt word below and allow that to guide you to a place, situation, setting, person or persons and write about it in a story that is precisely 6 sentences in length. There are stories to be written. Stories to be read. Shall we do this together, here at the ‘Edge? This place, beginning Wednesday evening through Saturday next. Bring your words. Let’s find out where they take us.

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 PATH

I’m a writer, and everything I write is both a confession and a struggle to understand things about myself and this world in which I live. This is what everyone’s work should be-whether you dance or paint or sing. It is a confession, a baring of your soul, your faults, those things you simply cannot or will not understand or accept. You stumble forward, confused, and you share. If you’re lucky, you learn something.” – Arthur Miller

Runs Deep. It’s a 6.

No bartering of goods, no monies exchanged, in this, a Six Sentence Café & Bistro Six

Paris Walking Tour: Montmarte | Streetside cafe in Montmartre. | Montmartre paris, Paris travel, Places

It was a gorgeous Spring day, the whisper of wisteria tickling her nose as Angelique Déchue walked the cobblestones of Montmartre, light breeze blowing blond hair about her face, she basked in the glow of early afternoon sun; one more thirsty flower, she all but genuflected passing the lush carpet of rainbow colored blooms near the steps of the basilica of Sacré-Cœur – if ever there was a heaven, it was this moment.

She was thought odd by her co-workers she’d walk from their café on the rue Norvins to another café a quarter mile away to sit outside on that sidewalk to enjoy le goûter and her customary pain au chocolat but it didn’t bother her, it was her favorite café, and now it was in sight, its dainty round metal tables dotting the cobblestones; with stomach softly rumbling, her heart lifted at seeing her table was empty, she sat exhaling a soft sigh of relief and reached for the leather bound book at the bottom of her leather satchel.

Right hand smoothing long brown bangs now deftly tucked behind his ear, the young waiter approached Angelique’s table, the order pad in the left pocket of his apron not needed as the woman’s smile and slight tilt of her head told him what it was she wished him to bring her, it was the same order for the last 6 months; though she was older than he, he was helpless to stop the fluttering of his heart as he gazed into eyes sparkling with the reflection of a bowl filled with round cut diamonds.

The young waiter, now more composed, returned with Angelique’s order gently setting it before her; she thanked him with a smile and after he’d left moved her book closer, opening it, puzzlement gathering on her face “strange, I’ve only just begun reading, how is it the bookmark is now placed at the end of the story…

…A small group of onlookers began to gather outside the entrance to the Six Sentence Café and Bistro as soon as it was apparent the fire and rescue vehicles heard in the distance had found their destination, the excitement soon ending when several of the Proprietors of the Café cleared a path for the EMTs as they carried a gurney, an unconscious woman with wild blond hair, strapped to it, the blanket covering her, caught on one of the decorative diamonds of her left boot.

Patient stabilized in the back of the rescue vehicle, the 2 EMTs got into the front cab of the vehicle intent on speed, sirens blaring as they pulled away from the dispersing crowd on the concrete sidewalk; there was no one present in the back of the vehicle to witness the woman’s long eyelashes flutter against pale skin, eyes briefly opening at the whisper of wisteria tickling her nose…smile fading, she drifted back into unconsciousness.

 

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
I’m sitting at my desk at work, looking out my office window, the sky still showing blue, and a light west wind slowly pushing billowy clouds along. It is lunch hour and this post will be the last written from this location. Tomorrow we relocate. While I’m excited to move, I’m also a little sad for leaving. These last few years, my office mate and I have created storylines for so many people that have passed by our window including the regulars who park in the lot and work in nearby buildings. *sigh* No more “Well-Dressed Man” or “Mr. DC” or “Dogman”. We’ll never know when the “Silver Student” graduates GMU because we won’t be here to notice the day he doesn’t show up in “his” parking spot. Orson Scott Card’s quote about a thousand story ideas walking past us each day is clearly on the money. But you guys know this. So. On this Wednesday, the official opening of Six Sentence Stories, you are invited to share your story or poem or serial installment or soc in exactly 6 sentences. Please join us at the ‘Edge for another round of Six Sentence Stories. Let’s open some windows.

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  😀

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There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot – things are not as they seem.” – Jim Thompson 


Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Yes, there is something different about today’s post. There’s a video stand in for the inspirational Writer’s quote. It was sent to me last week as a suggestion to use for today’s post. As someone not averse to coloring outside the lines, I listened and thought, “you know, this is inspirational. Perhaps not to all, but to many of us”. We’re here because we love to write. Six Sentence Stories offers us the opportunity to – and you’ve heard this from me many times before – practice. Our craft. Bonus perks? Reading everyone else, engaging in conversation, commiserating, exploring collaborative works. Let’s face it. You’re at the ‘Edge doing this Six Sentence thing because after all the hair pulling, it’s a heck of a lot of fun! Going to end short as you have a vid to listen to. The invitation stands: write and share with us a story, ( serial or not) poetry, memoir or soc, in the requisite 6 sentences. After that, well, anything can happen. P.S. If you’d like to suggest a written quote by a writer you feel is inspirational, please don’t hesitate to send it to me. Go now. Write.

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 BOOKMARK

When Everything is Possible. It’s a 6.

The big hand navigating the antique brass wall clock landed on the half hour of “holy shit, I overslept!”; in the face of a league of recalcitrant zzzz’s, the whispered lullaby chant “a few more minutes won’t hurt“, she broke free of their spell.

Floating the 14 steps downstairs, she took a left at the bottom into the dining room and finally the kitchen, flipped the switch on the red coffee maker and with brewing commenced, climbed the 14 steps upstairs telling herself, “yes, I can do this!”

The aroma of coffee rose to the second floor – 14 steps back downstairs – full mug in hand, the green flag has been waved. But it wasn’t coffee coursing through her veins this day, this was something else, energy of an organic nature, it propelled her through the early summer morning heat and lifted her into her car.

Eyes on the car’s clock and deadline silently acknowledged, she turned the key in the ignition, adjusted the radio dial, volume pegged; feeling the purr of the 6 cylinder engine it might as well have been that of an F1, flesh made one with metal, she was 4 wheels of speed.

Driving this day, vehicle and body one, the road conquered by both, there was speed, there was skillful lane navigation, this was a woman on a mission…

 

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Decided to go pro. Proactive, that is. Yup. As much as I resist the insinuation the fact appearance I cannot, at this point in time, “do it all” when the HE double L I want to *deep breath…calm, deep breath*, I write this post today, Sunday. In fact, today’s post will have been written in the past of the present of Wednesday’s, today’s, post. Got that? 🤣 It’s about timing and time management; in a way, much like writing a Six Sentence Story. There’s a timeline, certain “rules” to follow that exist to facilitate a smooth(er) process. I know. Some of you are too polite to walk up and ask “hey, what’s up Girlie, you cool? ” To which I would reply, “thanks but yeah, I’m cool. Listen, I’d invite you to pull up a chair and grab a cup of this week’s prompt word while I tell you all about it but my producers just slipped me a note reminding me to invite every single person on the planet with an interest in writing to join us this week by writing and sharing a Six Sentence Story. It may be a fictional story or not, may be a poem. If you’re working on a serial story (Paul!) then what better venue to circulate it than here at Six Sentence Stories. We love serial stories around these parts. (Paul!) But seriously, if you’ve not written a Six before, take a stab at it. If you’re one our regular Sixarians, we hope you join in again this week (Keith! Romi! Matt!) Precisely 6 sentences using this week’s prompt word. Publish. Link. Then let’s talk.

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 WORDCOFFEE

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c0efdbe6b4add43dd7efLet the reader find that he cannot afford to omit any line of your writing because you have omitted every word that he can spare.” Ralph Waldo Emerson