Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
It’s summer! Even though here, in the mid-Atlantic, it’s presently 31 degrees and there’s a couple of inches of snow on the ground, courtesy of Mother Nature’s little love tap yesterday. All down hill from here, right Phil?! (Punxsutawney Phil, of course) Pour moi, the summer season begins by way of turning our clocks ahead 1 hour. More daylight aids in believing we have plenty more time to (fill in this blank). In our case, plenty more time to write a Six Sentence Story. What do you think? Ready for another round of storytelling?! It’s quite simple. Use the prompt word given below and write a story – genre of your choice, write a poem – form of your choice, or write the next scene in your serial story. Our challenge is to write those stories and poems in precisely 6 sentences. If you’ve never written a Six before, I urge to do so. This week. You’ll be glad you did! Regular Sixarians? Be reading you beginning Wednesday evening. In the meantime, in those extra hours, write, write, write then write some more. Have a wonderful week!
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: INGREDIENT
“Once it happened, as I lay awake at night, that I suddenly spoke in verses, in verses so beautiful and strange that I did not venture to think of writing them down, and then in the morning they vanished; and yet they lay hidden within me like the hard kernel within an old brittle husk.” – Hermann Hesse
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Oh good one
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Glad you like, Paul. Should be an easy one to slip into a story, yours in particular 😉
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Last week I completely flubbed it. Hopefully I can come up with something this week. Count me as a semi-regular sixarian.
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Last week was a tough one, Matt.
This week’s word affords a bit more flexibility. At least I’m hoping it does!
Counted as Sixarian 🙂
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I had 3 different ideas for last week, however health issues arose and I didn’t do any writing.
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Health comes first. Your ideas are no doubt waiting patiently in queue.
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Oooh, wow–what a cool quotation! And I imagine Bedelia will bring something with “ingredient” in it–she thanks you!
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I’m sure she will. Tell Bedelia she’s very welcome!
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I’ll pass along your greetings 🙂
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Great to see a quote from Hermann Hesse here, Denise.
He’s been a favourite of mine since way back in my hippie days, and The Glass Bead Game is near the top of my list of greatest books.
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Glad you enjoyed ceayr. Have to admit, I’ve not read Hesse since college. Though the hippie days preceded my years at college, I’ll admit to having been called a hippie at one point or other, lol.
Funny how we’re reminded of books and authors. I was at Romi’s yesterday reading her TToT post and she mentioned re-reading “Strange News from Another Star” which I’ve not read. Come to think of it, not entirely sure I read The Glass Bead Game. Might be time to revisit Hermann. Perhaps then I won’t misspell his first name 😉
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Ha! I know all about those 3 o’clock in the morning sparks of brilliance which evaporate by morning.
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Correcting A Typo
By Neel Anil Panicker
“He is not our type, that’s it?”
‘What do you mean our type’?, volleyed Rashmi, knowing fully well what her ‘father’ meant, the old school dyed in the wool, sticker for rules and conventions, be they in manner, culture, caste, creed, colour, religious denomination and most importantly that all important ingredient that’s essential to all that he and his rotten ilk ever held as emblematic of upper crust exotica- wealth, wealth unimaginable, wealth that comes in any form__currency, metal, mansion, or that perennial calling card of the super rich__an uncountable number of ultra uber private yachts and jet planes.
Rai Bahadur Rana, Chairman of All Asia Diamond Promoters Council looked at ‘seventeen year old daughter’, his ruddy hairy visage that several of his umpteen business rivals liked to liken to that of a ferociously dangerous Royal Bengal Tiger with a mixture of sheer incredulity laced with resignation.
How could she, of pure royal blood, next in line to all his unimaginable wealth ever lose her heart to a lowly hotel manager, a mere working class employee at one of his over two dozen seven star resorts spread all over the western coastline, the ageing feudal lord wondered.
The hotel management student too wondered.
She wondered how soon it would be for her to
be able to mix that dark brown bottle of poison (that her lover had surreptitiously passed on to her a week ago) into her father’s daily fix of Ultra Royal Red Label and put him to eternal sleep; how soon before she and Vikram Saluja, the love of her life and whose child she was carrying in her womb for the past two months, lay their hands on all the riches of her departed mother that her step father had snatched and made his own in connivance with his mistress.
#neelanilpanicker #flash #fiction #shortstory #ingredient #sss
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Great prompt! Here’s my submission https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2022/03/15/neelwrites-flash-fiction-sss-ingredient-shortstory-15-03-2022/
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Excellent, Neel! Hope you come back and link up on Thursday!
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