“You, ah… you got me a turtle for my birthday?”
Staring into my husband’s eyes, I was hopeful I’d see a hint of amusement, followed by a flash of nostalgia. Instead, he looked befuddled.
“Not just any turtle, babe, it’s a yellow belly slider.” Anticipating his face to transform into an enormous smile as the memory of our 3rd date came flooding back, I saw instead, a look shouting, “ok, but where’s my real gift“.
Time for some, marches on; for others, it remains fluid.
Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Hold on a sec….wiping the sleep out of my eyes. Is this true? The calendar shows today’s date as May 31st. Who turned the Life ‘o Meter to maximum speed? If today is the 31st, then tomorrow is June 1st, the date the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop officially opens. The first day of the 6th month of the year. Don’t know why I find it kinda cool the hop opens on the first day of the month. Hold on a sec…yeah, I do. It’s because the month opens with a Six Sentence Story. What better way to begin it than by writing a piece of flash fiction, a fragment of poetry or, full next scene from an ongoing wip in the genre of your choice. Write it in precisely 6 sentences and you’ve got yourself a ticket to the most enjoyable block party this side of everywhere. Bring yourself, 6 sentences, a friend (imaginary, optional) and join us for 3+ days of entertainment, social engagement and instruction. New day, new week, new hop… the doors to creativity just opened wider.
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: YELLOWBELLY
“I don’t write out of fear. I write out of a strong urge to meet death on its own eternal terms, because the fact is that if you write as little as a page of prose-even bad prose-that is eternal.” – Anthony Burgess
Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Good morning, afternoon, evening everyone. I hope your weekend has been going well. As I wrote in last Thursday’s post we have prompt words for weeks to come! It was fun gathering all your suggestions, setting them down in their very own word doc for future dispensation, musing about what stories are already in the making. That’s what writing is about, isn’t it? Enjoying ourselves as we express our creative selves. Perhaps not always the case, at least initially, as we undertake our first drafts, but the opportunity is never not present. Hold on a minute – “fun” is probably not the proper word to express the feeling I want to convey. And that! my friends is the challenge every time we “pick up the pen”. To write in such a way as to have an emotional effect on another person. When we’re successful? There is no better feeling. Without further ado, may I present for your writing pleasure, the first of our writer participation prompt words for this Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. Write 6 and exactly 6 sentences of story, poetry, the next installment of your serial or the every surprising, never disappointing soc. Thank you, Ms. Liz. *sound of applause*.
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: YELLOWBELLY
“The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.”
– Anaïs Nin
A link refresher, yet the question lingers, “have we seen the last of Roberto?”
It was dark… I’d been drinking vodka for hours; the when and how I got here, yeah, well that’s a little fuzzy. Put it down to body memory, luck and a cabbie who turned out to be a regular at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro, “hey! I know you!” you’re the BarTender at the Cafe!” “No buddy, you don’t, but get me to the Café and you got free beer on the house for a month”.
I slid off the bar stool and made my way down the narrow hallway to my left, the Manager’s Office, my destination; “it’s 3 am”, I must be lonely”, Rob, and quietly chuckled to myself.
Falling onto the couch, the office began to spin like my favorite carousel so I gave in, closing my eyes and allowed my thoughts free reign, inebriated as they were; I said a prayer that not all of them would be waiting for me when I awakened…
Roberto and I met three times since the night of the Poetry Slam at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro and managed to assemble pieces of the puzzle that was Emilio’s “death” 20 years earlier; still incomplete, it was a picture of conflicts with his family and mine upon my return to the states.
Arguably worse than survivor’s guilt, I’d felt the remorse of a person led to believe they’d been responsible for the violent death of the man they loved.
Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
How fun was Sunday?! If you didn’t have opportunity to stop in this past weekend, I put out a call for prompt words. Did we get any? Oh, yeah, we did! Thank you, Liz for getting the ball rolling with not one, not two but 6 (purely coincidental, right Liz?, lol) suggested prompt words. She was followed by Tom who brought us 3 more and just when we thought there would be no more, here comes Pankaj with 5 suggested prompt words. Stuffing the box with all the new prompt words, who slips in towards the end of the day but none other than Nancy. Yo, Nancy! Thank you for closing out the day with 4 more suggested prompt words! Writer participation. Who doesn’t love it? What a writing community’s about, yes? And that’s what we have here. A talented, ever growing writing community who participates in this blog hop known as Six Sentence Stories. What say you join us this week by linking a story, piece of poetry, slice of soc or your most recent chapter from your ongoing serial in precisely 6 sentences. Prompt word + 6 sentences = challenge, adventure and surprise. Thank you. You are what makes the magic happen.
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: CAROUSEL
“Reality is just a point of view.” – Philip K. Dick
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
“Remember,” the clerk took her money, a glimmer of acknowledgment in his eye, a hint he knew something she did not.
She felt flush with the hollow triumph familiar to all who’ve pulled the last and longest straw. Throwing caution to the wind, she’d barely missed the streetsweeper sweeping the turn-in in front of the all-night convenience store as she reached into the inside pocket of her weathered overcoat feeling for the last crumpled few dollar bills.
A moment, perhaps much, much longer later, the (lottery) machine spat out a single ticket.
The clerk reached forward to put the ticket in the woman’s outstretched hand and as he did so, held it for a moment, as if it was a delicate flower; the woman smiled kindly, put the ticket in the inside pocket of her overcoat, and turned towards the door to leave.
“don’t spend it all in one place.”
Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
Writing the “Wednesday Link Post” varies week to week. Sometimes the prompt word plays into what I write, at other times it’s the quote at the end of the post, if I have a quote when I begin writing, that is. Or, the words appearing here may have nothing to do with those two things. And yet, by the end of the post, more often than not, I recognize some hint of reflection of their influence. Subjective, certainly. Satisfying? Sure. Not quite as satisfying however, as having penned a story or next scene or soc or piece of poetry in precisely 6 sentences. I challenge everyone to tell me that at the end of the day, when you’ve completed your Six Sentence Story, you don’t have a sense of “damn, that was cool. And it’s only 6 sentences!”. Fun, frustrating, fulfilling, fabulous. Suitable adjectives to describe the process of writing a Six Sentence Story, non?
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: FLUSH
“The more transparent the writing, the more visible the poetry.”
– Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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
Well, I seem to have lost count! So here is the link to the last one!
Raising my head off the desk in the Manager’s Office of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro, one thing in my life was certain, the so rest not balance.
It was 3:00 am and rather than the gentle slapping of wavelets against a boat’s hull in an unnamed bay in the South Pacific, my night’s soundtrack was the congested sound of a heavy and slow truck coming from the back alley loading dock. The one certainty conspired, picking a fight with all the “maybes” and with it any chance of returning to sleep, with the not so certain, refusing me further sleep.
Pushing the chair away from the desk and standing unsteadily, orientation taking second place to the feeling of waking up after what felt like heavy sedation, I made my way to the leather couch by the fireplace. Clearly I’d been hijacked from a dream? memory? flashback?
I felt, with the plain certainty of a slamming door, 20 years of repressed memories colliding with each other; good old-fashioned nightmares were starting to look attractive.
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