Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
No more procrastination. I’m feeling we are past due for requesting your suggestions for the next round of prompt words. What do you say? If you have a particular prompt word we’ve never used before or even a prompt word we have used but you want to use again, tell us. Leave your suggestion in a comment. As we’ve done in the past, the suggested prompt words will be used in the order in which they are received. How about that for getting a leg up on writing a Six Sentence Story! For some of us, that is. And that’s the beauty of writing, isn’t it? Prompt words can serve as guidance for our stories or they may simply be a left over ornament in the box with which to decorate the story we’ve already written. Gee, I’m excited already! Please join us in writing a story, a poem, a piece of soc or the next installment in your serial story, using today’s prompt word in exactly 6 sentences, link it up beginning Wednesday evening and let the journeys begin. Have a most excellent week, everyone!

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:  CAROUSEL

“You should write, first of all, to please yourself. You shouldn’t care a damn about anybody else at all. But writing can’t be a way of life – the important part of writing is living. You have to live in such a way that your writing emerges from it.” – Doris Lessing

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Sunday, Sunday, so good to me. What can I say?! I’ve learned not to question the song lyrics, in this case, modified song lyrics, pop into my head each morning. While not my wake up song, it was a trigger reaction to writing this, my Sunday post revealing the prompt word to use in the upcoming edition of Six Sentence Stories. Your challenge, “should you decide to accept it“? Embrace the prompt word, then release it. In the form of a flash fiction story, a formed or unformed piece of poetry, in a group of words looking for the beginning or ending of a stream. Write exactly 6 sentences that takes us to a new and different place, puts us in a mood, lifts the corners of our mouths to smile widely. We are about words and sentences; creativity and community, escape and adventure. Letters to form words. Words forming Six Sentence Stories.

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:  FLUSH

“You learn by writing short stories. Keep writing short stories. The money’s in novels, but writing short stories keeps your writing lean and pointed.” – Larry Niven

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

Bittersweet and Sweet. It’s a 6.

*the sounds of a young girl crying*

“Hey, why you cryin’… that bully across the street messin’ with you again?” The boy’s voice, buoyed by a maturity beyond his 9 years, walked over to the 6 year old girl at the end of the asphalt driveway, heading towards her own house, 3 doors down.

Sniffling away her tears, the little girl looked up at the boy, “Brian just told me there was no Santa Claus and when I told him there was, my dad told me so, he said my dad was lying!”

Hold on now…who you gonna believe… you know Brian’s a jerk; he teases all the younger kids so tell you what, I’ll go over there, tell him off and catch up with you in a minute, “k?

No longer crying, the little girl’s eyes now big with surprise asked, “you’re not going to fight him are you, ‘cuz he’s bigger than you and all I have to do is tell my dad… he’ll go over and give him a talking to, I know it!”

Smiling, the boy said softly, “nah Sofie, I’m just going to talk to Brian, let him know if he ever makes you cry again then he’d better be ready, ‘cuz I’ll be lookin’ for him.”

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

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
We are on the cusp of a New Year. In fact, this is the last Six Sentence Stories for 2022. How cool this week’s SSS hop ends 11:55 pm EST, Saturday, December 31, 2022! We couldn’t have planned that if we tried, lol. Confession: I’ve not been a huge proponent of “plans” in the short term however, I’ve decided, moving forward, to take a more proactive attitude towards the “planning” thing. My goal? To achieve optimum efficiency at least 50% of the time. No, don’t laugh! Isn’t the first step of consistently achieving short term goals the setting of a goal we know to have a high probability of success? Many of you write for multiple challenges every week. To you, I say with gusto, “Bravo!”. If circumstance or time is a challenge to writing, consider writing for this blog hop. Not complicated, yet not necessarily easy, you’re tasked with writing a micro-story or piece of poetry or next scene in your serial, in precisely and only, 6 sentences. Challenge met, goal achieved. Six Sentence Stories. It can open the door to so much more. Shall we?

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 WORD:  SURPRISE

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“Read aloud. And not just your own work. Read good writing aloud.  Listen to the sound the words make.” – Unknown

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
OK. So I’m looking for a little…understanding….compassion…it is darned freezing! I’m chilled to the bone here in the Homeland and yet – where I live in the mid-Atlantic is experiencing the same phenomena. A cold snap, it is winter after all for some of us, lol. No, not holding it against you folks living it up in summertime right now ’cause we be headed towards summer our own selves. Days are getting longer people! Longer. For those otherwise distracted and/or engaged by Christmas or Hanukkah or other celebratory events, (or not) I’ll make this post short. We are Six Sentence Stories. Storytelling is our business. 6 sentences. Exactly. Fiction stories. Scenes from our latest serial. Poetry. All things fictional or inspirational because….it’s what we do. Release our creative selves through character and plot, travel (time or otherwise), mystery and crime solving. Each week for a few days, we are permitted to leave the “real” world behind. What do you say? Let’s pack our bags and take a little holiday.

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:  SURPRISE

“Books, for me, are a home. Books don’t make a home – they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and a different kind of space.” – Jeannette Winterson

Of Path and Destination. It’s a 6.

Stormtrooper soul stitched, sinew bindings zigzagging her life lines, the old woman made the arduous journey. Another vigil, vigil for the dying? “Attitude!” screamed the part of the aged one aware of her task. A knot is in need of untying; hands, nimble and gentle, were at the ready.  “Tis the season of magic and miracles, light and laughter, ’tis the season to celebrate all that was, all that is, all that will be. Outstretched arms, angel atop the tree intones, come all ye faithful…
                             

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

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Of pine trees and biting winds, winding roads and sand blown beaches; destination safely reached Sunday last. Which, is only 2 days ago, lol. Whenever we take holiday, or vacation as its called in the states, time often seems as if it’s been thrown into a rock tumbler. If we’re lucky, imo, we keep the tumbler spinning until the rough edges hewn by our typical day to day have been smoothed and we are relaxed sufficiently to allow the “everyday” to slough off like dead skin, venturing reborn into the unexplored environs of what shall we do today? Where shall we go?!  OK, ok, nothing so dramatic. However, it is never a bad thing to now and then leave the “everyday” for a “day” somewhere else. Writing Six Sentence Stories as we do, never fails to take us somewhere else. Each of us, through our poetry and fiction, fantasy and ongoing serials, transports readers somewhere they’ve never been in 6 and only 6 sentences. How very cool that is. Shall we write another Six Sentence Story?  

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 WORD:   KNOT 

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“I work very deliberately, with a plan. But sometimes I come to a point that I planned as the end and it needs softening. Ending a novel is almost like putting a child to sleep – it can’t be done abruptly.” – Colm Toibin

 

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
To borrow from the Outer Limits, kinda sorta, “There is nothing wrong with your phones, laptops, tablets. Do not attempt to adjust the settings. I am controlling these words, at this hour...” which is a bit on the early side. Pourquoi? Once fully caffeinated, I’ll be hitting the road in my Pursuit Special heading to the Northern Lands. So trying not to look at the clock as once I realize I’ve got 400+miles to drive, I get all in a hurry to get the job done. Speaking of – Six Sentence Stories. Our community, this relationship we’ve built – not sure you know how much I enjoy the creative energy you share each week (someone tell ceayr, he plays hookie one more week, we send out the posse, lol).  So. Take this week’s prompt word and do your magic by writing exactly, precisely, 6 sentences. Wow us with a story or a poem, tease us with the next episode in your serial or spew that soc (wait, what?! “spew”? really?). The road beckons. Write. Read. Share. Let’s do this thing, eh?  

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:  KNOT 

“A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas, and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.” – Roald Dahl

The Things that Persist. It’s a Café 6.

Not too long ago, Denise, Bar Tender at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro, had an encounter with a man in attendance at the Café as a result of the tall thin man’s decision to host the annual meeting of the Association of Costume Jewelry Designers and Manufacturers at the SSC&B. Time flies and so do stories….

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Yellow Cab idling, the driver accepted the money offered as tip, his eyes dancing as he unfolded the bills and did the math; he raised his head to thank his fare but all he saw was the back of the woman’s black leather overcoat as it disappeared through the entrance to The Lofts, the newest building in the warehouse district to be converted to apartments and christened by Architectural Digest as the “it place to live”.

Meeting her hand halfway, Denise bent her head to brush aside windblown bangs from her face; evidence of a successful shopping spree lining each arm, she elbowed the elevator’s up button, entered the car and affecting her best English accent said to the liftman in her mind only, “to the penthouse Jeeves, thank you“.

The doors opened onto the 4^th floor to what she considered the penthouse despite the short legal appearing on the newly inked Deed to Loft 7; the woman, known as the Bar Tender of the Six Sentence Café and Bistro, pushed open the heavy metal door with her left shoulder, the heel of her Gianvito Rossi pump closing the door behind her, its metallic leather glinting in the farewell rays of the day streaming through floor to ceiling windows.

Striding through the open space made even larger by a vault ceiling, Denise still felt giddy at the thought she owned this expansive space of  brick walls, exposed ductwork and a view of the city to die for, all on a tip from a newly made acquaintance whose “affiliations” her gut told her were questionable but hey, there’s truth to the saying “sometimes it’s who you know”.

Packages now laying half opened on the leather couch, tissue paper strewn about like confetti, she reached for her phone as the memory of a single night sent a low electric current through her body; she auto dialed the number tagged with the symbol ?.

“Hey… yeah, it’s me, I told you I’d call… no, doesn’t matter how long it’s been… write down this address… yes….now get your ass over here…”