Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Writing the Sunday post can be fun, frustrating and challenging. Preferring to write the posts “in the moment”, I often do so without a prompt word chosen. In today’s case, I have chosen 3 prompt words and for some unknown reason cannot choose which one to use. All 3 insist they are worthy of this week’s edition of Six Sentence Stories. What’s a hostess to do?! Shall I insist they rock, paper scissor it? Decisions, decisions. Tell you what – I’ll keep writing and we’ll just see who steps up to claim title as this week’s prompt word. While the 3 contenders are engaged in negotiation, sales pitch, blackmail? let’s remind everyone how important it is they reach consensus. We are the blog hop known as Six Sentence Stories. A community of writers, we gather each week to share in the exploits of regular characters or the adventures of new ones, or mind wander through poetry and prose, in exactly 6 sentences using the prompt word provided in the Sunday post. New to the neighborhood? Return to the ‘Edge beginning this Wednesday evening, read the instructions provided and settle in for a good time. You never know who you might meet, where you might travel or what treasure may be proffered. Whatsay we find out together, 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 WORD TENSION 

It’s lovely to know that the world can’t interfere with the inside of your head.”
– Frank McCourt, Angela’s Ashes

All that Glitters. It’s a Café 6.

Hey L…, nah, just hangin’ out today, ya know…really? you going to…hold on for a minute, someone’s knocking on the door…I know, like that happens a lot… sure...later. ”

Dammit“, staring at my aching right big toe with a look of embarrassed sympathy, I organized my books, pushed them halfway under the couch *knock, knock, knock*,
keep your shirt on buddy, I’m coming!

The man standing in my doorway could hardly be referred to as “buddy”, “distinguished gentleman”, he seemed prepared to wait as long as it took for me to speak. Looking past him to either side for someone to jump out shouting “surprise!” I turned back to the older gentleman and his rectangular gift box – “for me, I presume?”

The man nodded slightly as he extended the box, embossed note card, “To the BarTender of the Six Sentence Café and Bistro“; without a word, he turned and was under the red glow of the exit sign almost before I could ask – “wait a minute, who’s this from!”

Closing the door, puzzlement turning to curiosity, I set the box down on the coffee table and opened the note card, the cursive writing out of place in the day and age of keyboards and emojis, “Smile doll, it’s your day, enjoy it, Lou”; inside the folds of tissue paper lay a gorgeous green, silk scarf I swear was sprinkled with the tiniest of diamond glitter; its softness caressing the palms of my hands, I gently wound it through my hair – yeah, today was off to a good start.

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

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
This date, March 15th, is long known as “The Ides of  March”. Yeah, yeah, “beware the Ides of March”. Did you also know, it had long represented a specific point in the lunar cycle? My sources also cite the Ides once represented the beginning of a new year. A time of celebration and renewal. Hear! Hear! As coincidence would have it, today is also the opening of the first evening of the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. What better way to celebrate this day than writing a story, a poem, a fairytale or the next scene in your wip and sharing it with the world via Six Sentences Stories. The challenge: write exactly 6 sentences using the prompt word provided every Sunday, then return here, to the ‘Edge, beginning each Wednesday evening. Link the URL to your Six Sentence Story and let the fun and celebrations begin. Reading provides as much enjoyment as writing. See how we help one another? Can’t read if we don’t write. If we don’t write, there’s nothing to read!

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 WORDSILK

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Poetry is more a threshold than a path.” – Seamus Heaney

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Greetings all. Where do I begin! Gratitude. I give thanks we are at that time of the year when daylight shines for an additional 1 hour. Yes-s-s. That being said, my body was wondering why it wanted to sleep longer. A glance at my phone confirmed. A groggy “that’s right” answered. We’ve known one another long enough for me to know, you know, where I’m headed in today’s post – How will having an additional 1 hour of daylight affect us, our productivity, our state of mind, our writing. I say, let’s explore these things write right now, at the start of this, Daylight Savings Time, emphasis on saving. Consider this place we’ve built, Six Sentence Stories. Community and camaraderie. Where talent meets the pen and adventures begin. In the requisite 6 sentences. If you believe this an impossible undertaking or a possible cakewalk, I offer the challenge to find out  – write 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 SILK

The gift of writing is to be self-forgetful, to get a surge of inner life or inner supply or unexpected sense of empowerment, to be afloat, to be out of yourself.– Seamus Heaney

Do I Hear a Challenge? It’s a Café 6.

Yo, Bartender! Let’s see you do that with 2 bottles, 2 glasses on the bar and doing the twirly thing.”

When the Café is packed to capacity, like it is for this afternoon’s impromptu post happy hour, thirsty patrons lining the bar like high rollers at a bookmaker’s shop, I slide into the zone, tossing liquor bottles in the air, catching them behind my back, doin’ 360 spins, pouring dead center – all, without spilling a drop on the smooth mahogany surface. Like a Vegas lounge act, the degree of difficulty was not the thing, the real challenge was connecting with the “audience”, that they were dazzled by technique was the one thing they could hold on to and take home in tales of the exotic. I love being the Bartender of the Six Sentence Café and Bistro and just as they say a resume is a passport through early adulthood, this gig was the purple and blue stamped one. 

The voice had come from the entrance of the SSC&B except glare from sun streaming through the transom window over the door, reflected by the mirrors behind the bar, was so perfect as to blind me to the identity of my heckler. While the voice throwing the challenge sounded young, it held the confidence of someone older…

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

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Of course you didn’t see me grab the eraser for the “white board” aka laptop screen, erasing everything I’d written last night! But I did. Why? I’d gotten in from work relatively early for a Tuesday. After eating half a bag of white corn totopos and salsa, I changed into workout clothes and went for a walk. Windy and cold. Just what I needed. You may recall, I moved recently. The new place is situated in a large apartment complex that adjoins a decent size townhouse community. This evening, instead of walking along the busy roadway bordering the west end of the complex, I walked to the end of the street leading out to the busy road, and rather than hanging a left, continued straight then rounded a bend to the right – surely this will lead me back into the complex at some point. And so I traversed the familiar into the unfamiliar and back again. Not unlike our writing experiences, eh? At Six Sentence Stories, we follow familiar roads, meander unfamiliar ones. We run into familiar characters; get introduced to new ones. Exactly 6 sentences at a time. Six Sentence Stories. You never know where you might wind up.

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 WORDLOUNGE

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c0efdbe6b4add43dd7efThe greatest possible mint of style is to make the words absolutely disappear into the thought.” – Nathaniel Hawthorne

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
I’ve often been asked how I come up with the prompt words each week and most of you know how. This week’s word? Could it be I was up until the wee hours watching Ocean’s 12? And no, before you ask, I did not stay up for 13! You caught that? That there is another more appropriate word, yet this week’s prompt word is the one popped up on my blank screen this morning so let’s run with it. Six Sentence Stories. A weekly writing exercise in which we write a story of any genre, a poem, the next chapter in our wip using the current week’s prompt word, link its URL and see where it leads us. Because words do that. They take us places we may not necessarily or otherwise, venture. Words are vehicles, sentences their highways and by-ways. And we get to be driver, passenger, on-looker and overseer. Sound like fun? But what I am saying, lol. You know it is! So whatsay we rendezvous same time, same place. Safe travels!

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 WORDLOUNGE

I write quickly with a sense of urgency. I don’t edit myself out of existence, meaning I’ll try to write 50 or 60 pages before I start rereading, revising and editing. That just helps with my confidence.” – Anthony Bourdain

Love and Release. It’s a 6.

Death, money and possessions do funny things to those left behind; Iago’s warning had not skipped over her family. Her grandmother had been dead for 7 years; it had taken 9 years before the Court settled the dispute over ownership of her home and property.

Sitting in the small garden off the back of her grandmother’s house, sheltered by a row of evergreens and tulip trees, she reminisced. As a child, later as young adult, she marveled that her grandmother’s zest for life never diminished with the passing of years.

The carpenter hired last month to enlarge the closet in the master bedroom of her grandmother’s house had discovered a panel in the back of the closet with a jib door; she’d given him permission to open it, the only contents, a small cedar box.

Breathing in the gentle fragrance of jasmine and honeysuckle, sunshine filtering through the tulip trees, the cedar box lay open upon her lap; gingerly pulling back the last layer of delicate white tissue paper, the treasure inside revealed, she closed her eyes as a rivulet of love streamed slowly down her cheeks.

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

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
The quote today, from Mr. Forster. a good thing, yes? I would posit as consumers of the written word, we have an unconscious expectation of being drawn in on some emotional level by the story or book or poem we’re currently reading. Brought to tears, laughing out loud, figuratively scratching our heads… We look for a connection. An emotional connection to the characters and their challenges, their victories and celebrations. In this venue, the one off the beaten path, perhaps the one down 3 concrete steps off a deserted city sidewalk, we gather together in an attempt to do that very same thing for each other. Precisely 6 sentences at a time because, collectively, we are Six Sentence Stories. An opportunity, each week, to dip ourselves in the waters of each others imaginations. 6 sentences. That’s all it takes.

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 WORDZEST

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c0efdbe6b4add43dd7ef“What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.”  – E. M. Forster

SunDay’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Notice the title today? Yeah. Not intentional and yet, each time I corrected it (3x), my fingers insisted that was what was to be typed. Must mean something, eh? Huh… what just came to mind was the next 2 week’s of prompt words. Was that it? Was that the purpose of the “typo”? Was there something more I was intended to take away from it? Questions. More times than not, I lose sight of “asking questions” when writing. I shouldn’t. It’s a “Writing 101” kind of then, yes? Tell me – what questions will you be asking this week as you write your Six Sentence Story of fiction, mayhem, mystery and misstep? Will you flourish or perish among the watercolor as you walk the landscape provided by your muse? How do you find your way out of the predicament? Who or what will assist as you make the journey and who will throw the wrench into the mix? Six Sentence Stories. Community. Opportunity. Doorways. This week, same time, same place. The ‘Edge. Where the light never goes out.

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 ZEST

Let us go forth, the tellers of tales, and seize whatever prey the heart long for, and have no fear. Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.”
– W. B. Yeats