Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories! Exciting isn’t it? Creativity/imagination. It may undulate with mood or circumstance or simply the phase of the moon. Regardless, it is a resource that, when utilized and channeled, can produce enormous self satisfaction. And the icing? When shared, is a source of entertainment, learning, escape, example. In short, sharing of ourselves creatively not only helps enhance our own skills as writers, it also benefits others as we read each others’ works, provide feedback and engage in conversation. Enough pressure these days to last a lifetime so if you want to let off a little creative steam, consider writing a Six Sentence Story. Or a 6 line poem. How about sharing a 6 sentence scene from the novel you’ve been working on? Whatever you decide, we’re here. Now through next Tuesday. Don’t worry that the words haven’t appeared yet. There’s time. The words will come.
They will most definitely come. Stay safe, be well. 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 .
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 😀
PROMPT WORD: NOISE
The beautiful part of writing is that you don’t have to get it right the first time, unlike, say, a brain surgeon.” – Robert Cormier
No, I’m not a big base-a-ball fan. I’ve seen a few baseball movies. Nope, never sat through Bull Durham or The Natural. Haven’t seen Pride of the Yankees. In fact, I’ve never even been to a baseball game. Unless, you count the one time in high school when I went to see a friend play. And the only reason I went was because I was hoping my “friend” would see me as more than just a “friend”. Needless to say, I struck out.
Today – almost a shutout. At this writing, 1 person has sat in the stands here at GirlieOnTheEdge, lookin’ around. But it’s not baseball season. Or is it? Seems as if, next to basketball, baseball has the longest playing season of any sport. Never been a big fan. Too boring for me. Games last for-ev-ver! Definitely a sport I can’t watch alone. Not like basketball. I can watch basketball by myself no prob.
The value of baseball is that it’s a game that theoretically can last as long as it’s players. Look at the game played in Chicago May 8 & 9, 1984 between the Milwaukee Brewers and Chicago White Sox. My internet source claims it was the longest game, “by time, in major league history”. 17 innings. At the end of the day(s) the score was 3-3 and the game supsended. wtf.
And then there’s the game played at McCoy Stadium in Rhode Island between the Pawtucket Red Sox and the Rochester Red Wings. It was almost a sell out crowd. Hometown fans did not walk away disappointed! For me though, the only time I truly enjoyed watching baseball was the 2004 World Series between the Boston Red Sox and the New York Yankees. But who wasn’t glued to their TV’s for that one?!
Geez. Here I am talking about superstition and curses on a Thursday. What was I thinkin’? LOL What curse you say? Why, the Curse of the Bambino, as it has been referred in recent years. According to legend, the curse started after the sale of one “Babe” Ruth’s contract to the New York Yankees. Before the sale, the Red Sox was one of the “winningest” baseball teams. After the sale….big fat loosers. For years, and years and years. Well, until 2004.
See? Curses do end, loosing streaks do end. I believe they do. I believed it in 2004 and I believe it in 2013…..so let’s play ball!