Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

How is everyone’s weekend going? I am happy to report from NOVA that the sun has been shining for 2 entire days! Yippee! How about where you live? Sun, rain, clouds? No matter the weather, welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and the Sunday word prompt. Another episode of Six Sentence Stories  has been cued on the reels so this evening, may I present the latest prompt 🙂 New writers, readers? Just a coupla house rules. Nothing major. Keep reading…

Rules of the hop?
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

CUE WORDSIGN

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. ~ Ben Franklin

Whatcha gonna do? It’s a 10.

Repeat after me: “the world is a feeling, and I’m responsible for how I feel“.  At this very moment, it’s 4:49 p.m. Saturday afternoon. Have no idea what time it will be when I actually post this but does it matter? Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge. I was taken to the Edge rather unexpectedly this afternoon by none other than Mr. Barry White. Allow me to explain. See, in my perpetual effort to mix things up, mess with the routine gods, I’ve taken to doing my grocery shopping for the week on Saturday. Preferably, early in the day. This entails a trip to the grocery store and a second, separate trip to the Korean market. Groceries unloaded, put away? Check! Sidetracked by phone call, I finally head out to the market. Damn, way later than I thought but hell, it’s a beautiful sunny day. I get in the car, crank the AC  (not really, but “crank” sounds more dramatic). I knew right away Otis needed to be ejected and a more appropriate CD loaded for this venture. But who would that be? I rummaged around and spotted the Barry White Greatest Hits. Alright.  

As the first strains of “Love’s Theme” began to play, my mouth widened like the Grand Canyon and time simply suspended itself. Nothing in particular, and everything, elevated me to a place that, at one point, caused me to laugh out loud. I felt good. Funny. When that song came out it was played constantly on top 40 radio. I would hear it every morning on the school bus and I always thought the same thing: god, this song sucks. Now? Hell, who, when in the proper mood, doesn’t love Barry White songs? OK. Maybe, just maybe Barry is considered chick music but who isn’t dancing out of their seat with this one 😀 But I digress. Today’s post is a sharing of Ten Things of Thankful. Kristi, of late insomniac, is our host exemplar and provides the link to a potential for the extraordinary.

TTOT  Autoplay option on the YouTube. But do tell. How does one go from Barry to Johnny Cash/Joe Strummer duet to Disturbed? lol  P.S. How the f%&*# does Lynard Skynard follow Disturbed?? OK. No more peeking to see what the autocrats of the autoplay are cueing…

TTOT  Sunshine and music and cars and keyboards…

TTOT  Walking.

TTOT  the Wakefield Doctrine

TTOT  Six Sentence Stories. I really enjoy this blog hop. Always enjoyed this hop.

TTOT Being more cognizant of the “traps” I once allowed to steer my thoughts and feelings.

TTOT  Being able to laugh at what I just typed up there. Jeez Louise!! I qualify as an older person fo sure.

TTOT  the Writers Club created by Clark. I’ll be heading over to the club a little later this evening. Maybe I’ll see you there?

TTOT  As I stepped out last evening to walk, skies still uncertain of their mood, I smelled the first inkling of the first of fall. It was quite humid and there was a quality to the smell of the air that spoke of the next season.

TTOT  Not a thankful is seeing a HUGE Halloween Candy Display in the grocery store. Excuse me, but last I looked, the date was August 4, 2018.

TTOT  This day. The only day. It’s mine, it’s yours. Find your smile, your grand canyon. Dance…

Pillow Talk. It’s a 6.

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and a Six Sentence Story

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They’d struggled for weeks with how to tell her; no amount of rationalization, no re-writing of pros/cons lists could ameliorate the feelings of guilt, even though they knew deep down their guilt was self-induced.

Aunt June was an amazing and accomplished woman, well acquainted with octogenarian living, whatever that means in the age of 60 is the new 40 and, as testament to such pseudo statistics, she still lived independently, a credit to her stamina, will and triumph over recent physical challenges…

These last episodes, of what had become apparent, was her failing body, left her mind in constant debate over what in the world she was going to do, how she was going to manage, as she had no children with whom she might seek refuge, no husband til death due her part.

Hi Aunt June, it’s Derek…yes, I’m doing well, thanks for asking… listen, Jocelyn and I were wondering if we could stop over this afternoon, it’s been awhile since our last get together, you know, since you got out of the hospital…ok, that sounds good, 2 o’clock it is…see you soon.”

Hello, favorite nephew and his lovely wife!“, hopefully, my over exuberance was not detected by my, too smart for his own britches nephew, as my rarely fails 6th sense told me this was not exactly a social call, but far be it from me not to keep up with the pretense, it was, after all a daunting and difficult task Derek and Jocelyn had undertaken.

As we chatted about the familiar things, catching up on other family members’ life events, accomplishments, celebrations, the words slowly transformed into more somber vowels, their delivery gently placed on pillows of persuasion as Derek, holding back his tears stammered, “Aunt June, I love you, we love you, but Dr. Patterson is right, it’s no longer safe for you to live here on your own and we’ve found this really great place…”

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It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Hey everyone! Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge (that’s right, there’s a few extra wing backs over there by the fireplace…pull em’ on over…) So, tell me – how many of you have sat in front of your computer/laptop late on a Wednesday evening staring at a blank screen, eyes gritted out, totally screaming at you to let them close for the next 6 hours, give or take, but you refuse! because you’re determined to write a Six Sentence Story? Well, no pressure here people.  Link stays open until next Tuesday. No such thing as late comers to this party. But there are a few rules:

Hop House Rules
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

CUE WORD: TRANSFORM

I try to leave out the parts that people skip~ Elmore Leonard

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another Sunday edition of Six Sentence Story word prompt. Following, as is customary, are the rules of the house followed by the prompt word for this coming Thursday’s round of Six Sentence Stories. Enjoy, writers! I’ll see you out there on the “big screen” 😀

Rules of the hop?
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

CUE WORDTRANSFORM

“I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I’m afraid of.”
– Joss Whedon (director of Firefly and Buffy)

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge. Thunder? Lightening? So what! Nothing to keep me from posting the link for everyone’s favorite hop, Six Sentence Stories. Going to keep it short and sweet tonight. Hey! New readers! Why not give it a go? 😀 See everyone out there!!

Rules of the hop?
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

CUE WORD: RESORT

I went for years not finishing anything. Because, of course, when you finish something you can be judged.
– Erica Jong

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

The weekend wanes, and as I prepare this post, I’ve about finished stuffing myself with animal crackers. Can anyone tell me why they are called  “crackers” when clearly they are not!? Whew…now that I got that off my chest, welcome. You’ve just landed at my place, GirlieOnTheEdge. I’ve opened the shop this evening to offer up this week’s word prompt for the blog hop known as Six Sentence Stories.

It’s not complicated. No specialized equipment needed. A few rules for guidance and the rest is up to you and your muse 🙂

Rules of the hop?
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

CUE WORDRESORT

How can I know what I think till I see what I say? –E.M. Forster