A trip and it’s trappings. It’s a 6.

Driving the September sunbaked blacktop, CD changer loaded – James, Jimi, Joey.. Stevie, Glen and Bowie, a journey brief and not unspecific, the weight of the everyday soon fell away, crumbling like saltine crackers into a bowl of tomato soup.

An hour into the trip, cloudless blue blanket of sky draped softly overhead, the miles melded with the music as it filled the compartment suspending time and space. The terminus of the trip was a haven of sorts from all that was, if not for a brief moment, reality made elastic by stepping through a doorway into the past. Birthdays and visits and life under lock and key, the latter loosed yet not all of us free. Restrictions rule, limitations in place, what once might have been no longer has the option to be what it should have been.

Driving the September sunbaked blacktop, CD changer loaded – Anthony, Bono, Brent.. Michael, Zack and Bruce, a journey complete and not without resolve, wish and will hung heavy as a deep sea fish haul as music filled the compartment under a cloudless blue blanket sky.

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories! Shaking things up a bit today as I ready to hit the road on a whirlwind trip north. To that end, I am posting the link for this most awesome of writing challenges, oh, about 9 hours early 😀 So without further ado, please find the way-ay earlier than usual link that opens the doors to Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. Link active at the normal time, 6:00 pm U.S. EST. Enjoy the day everyone! Keep writing and I’ll read you soon!

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 through Saturday night late!
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers  😀

PROMPT WORDELASTIC

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Don’t expect the puppets of your mind to become the people of your story. If they are not realities in your own mind, there is no mysterious alchemy in ink and paper that will turn wooden figures into flesh and blood.—Leslie Gordon Barnard

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories! What a fabulous turnout last week! Thank you everyone for another incredibly fun
Six Sentence Story hop 😀 So about this week’s prompt word… Have to admit there was another word queued. At the very last minute, out of the gorgeous azure blue, the prompt word you see below, was drop kicked onto my laptop and began to dance, lol. Not sure yet what I’ll do with it but then, that’s what makes this writing challenge so enjoyable, right ?! 6 sentences. We only need 6 of them. That’s all. Have a fabulous week and write, write, write and then write some more… Read you soon!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Return here, link your post Wednesday night through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORDELASTIC

You can’t plot things out. You just have to trust in, you know, wherever it comes from.”
– Cormac McCarthy

Miles from nowhere. It’s a 6.

Sometimes a little encouragement goes a long way and sometimes it’s found in the most unexpected places. Today’s Six is a continuation of my Six last week. Hope you enjoy 🙂

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She reached for the newspaper that lay half open on the kitchen table, a small coffee stain in the crimped upper corner of Page 3 grabbing her attention as she carefully eased her body into the chrome trimmed art deco chair she’d recently purchased at the vintage shop a few blocks from her office. What was happening?

She read the article’s title again, it’s 14 pt typeface a visual megaphone – “Local Defense Attorney, Presumed to have died in her sleep last Friday Night“ – the logical part of her brain, seduced by something as yet unidentified, caused her to wonder aloud (so she thought) who of her colleagues had died last week and how was it she didn’t know?

Was it Barb Jacobsoncould have been her, Barb’s getting on in years and she’s been under a particularly heavy caseload these last few months and that’s on top of heading up the prosecution team in a high profile case; surely it couldn’t be Anita Denny – but I suppose even at her young age it could, she’s had as bad a caseload as Barb, poor thing

She hadn’t noticed the earworm, “Space Oddity” and Bowie’s lyrics “This is Major Tom to Ground Control, I’m stepping through the door, and I’m floating in a most peculiar way” playing on loop.

Trying desperately to find a toehold in a reality her mind was screaming was a dream, she heard her father’s voice from the living room (though she knew she heard it, she couldn’t actually say she “heard” it, at least not in the typical way), “this is a fine kettle of fish you’ve found yourself in, I think you’d better figure it out sweetheart.”

 

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories! How is everyone doing? You guys hanging in there? If you’re not opposed to time taking Japan’s SCMaglev or France’s 7 Alstom Euroduplex or maybe Italy’s 3 AGV Italo, which is to say, if you’re anxiously awaiting midnight December 31, 2020, I’m with you 100%! The one piece of carry on luggage to ride those trains into 2021? The Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. While we’re waiting at the train depots, perhaps you’ll join us this week and link your poem or flash fantasy or short, short fiction or scene from your most recent serial (or 2). Or, stop in to say “hey”. If you have time, go to our link page and enjoy some of the best group of writings this side of anywhere. Take care and read you soon!

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 through Saturday night late!
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers  😀

PROMPT WORD:   KETTLE

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=9c9b10dbdecdfb9300b0Words are the most powerful drug used by mankind.” – Rudyard Kipling

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
I went to the library Saturday for the first time since before the lockdown directive. While adjusted for COVID restrictions, it felt good going there again. Imo, nothing can replace the real deal. Don’t get me wrong, I love my Kindle, but as you’ve heard me say a million times – there’s nothing like holding a book in your hand to read. That being said, there’s also nothing like reading Six Sentence Stories every week! Regular 6’ers, disregard this next part as you know it already – all you need are 6 sentences. Write a short story, fiction or otherwise, compose a piece of poetry or share a scene from a wip such as a serial story or book. See below for blog hop rules. Hopefully, we’ll read you very soon 🙂 Have a most excellent week everyone!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Return here, link your post Wednesday night through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORDKETTLE

Nothing turns out quite in the way that you thought it would when you are sketching out notes for the first chapter or walking about muttering to yourself and seeing a story unroll.” – Agatha Christie

Something’s gotta give. It’s a 6.

Hello everyone! Another Six Sentence Story where playing the music vid may enhance your reading experience. Enjoy 🙂

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“What a week, thank God it’s Friday!” – fumbling with the front door key lock, she practically tumbled through the doorway onto the foyer’s cold slate tile.

As if discovering she’d been equipped with a pressure relieve valve, she sensed the residual effects of a particularly stressful week work their way out as she prepared a light dinner of salad and crusty French bread, paired with a New Zealand oaked Sauvignon Blanc; after cleaning up she was not surprised she could barely keep her eyes open.

Realizing this was one argument she wouldn’t win, she made the sojourn upstairs; no sooner had she lain down, she felt herself falling into a delicious “cushiony” deep sleep, no tossing, no turning, it would appear the perfect night’s sleep; feeling amazingly rested in the morning, she swung her legs over and onto the floor standing up so quickly she didn’t realize she had stood up and instantly felt her skin crawl, the pit of her stomach doing a double somersault… glancing around the room everything looked the same..almost. 

Dismissing the sensation as leftover cobwebs of exhaustion and craving her morning coffee, she headed downstairs to the kitchen, yet even before she got there she realized, knew what she was seeing couldn’t be possible – like in old time movie depictions of desert mirages, everything seemed to shimmer.

Imagination bolted to attention, flooded her mind with all sorts of suggestions, all worthy of a “Night Gallery” episode; chiding herself for momentarily leaving the rational world behind, she walked over to the kitchen table and sat down, the morning newspaper already opened as if someone had been reading it.

Feeling the urge to vomit, she steeled herself to look at the newspaper, at her picture
the caption “local defense attorney, presumed to have died in her sleep last Friday night“.

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories! Some of you may be familiar with Chris Hall and her blog “luna’s on line” (if not, stop by, say hello, and take a read around). Chris left a comment at Sunday’s post and, in the ensuing thread, I mentioned I’d not read any Hemingway, did she have suggestions? And she did. How about you? Who are your favorite authors? When was the last time you read a book? If a book is too intimidating this week, how about reading Six Sentence Stories?! Goes without saying, everyone is always welcome to write and link a Six Sentence Story or poem or scene from your latest serial or wip. If you’ve got 6 and exactly 6 sentences, we’ve got the link for you right down there below the prompt word! Read you soon 🙂

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 through Saturday night late!
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers  😀

PROMPT WORD:   GALLERY

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=9c9b10dbdecdfb9300b0Find the key emotion; this may be all you need know to find your short story.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories! I’ll admit (hold your collective gasps of incredulity, lol) I’ve not read any works by Ernest Hemingway. Having said that, I quite like the quote attributed to him posted below. And I daresay, there have been times I’ve felt as if I’ve run out of charges. However! There is this weekly blog hop, Six Sentence Stories. A writing challenge of which I’m most appreciative, Six Sentence Stories allows us to (if necessary) be tricked into thinking, “it’s only 6 sentences”, I can do this!”. What happens after we accept this challenge is a most beneficial experience. We’ve written words that otherwise may not have been written which equates to characters not given life, adventures not lived, mysteries not solved, joys not shared. So what do you think? Up for the challenge? We’d love to read you. Have a wonderful week all. Write and then write some more 😀

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Return here, link your post Wednesday night through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORDGALLERY

There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it’s like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.” – Ernest Hemingway

Gravity’s magic. It’s a 6.

Walkin’ Billy had no friends, born and bred a bastard’s child, his a heart grown wild.
Town after town, moving like a mountain river, currents never ceased – gravity’s pull kept him searching for the peace.

It left the day Momma died leaving him on his own, man-boy on the move to wonder what was the meaning of life alone.
Day followed day, year followed same, inevitable he grew weary of wallowing in the pain.

Settled in a small town instinct led him to, the voice inside his head it echoed “it’s all up to you”.
Heart beating strong in spite of life’s ironic twist, having searched four corners of the earth, Walkin’ Billy found himself returned to his place of birth.