It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
I’m listening to the Beastie Boys, “So What’Cha Want” (a bit of ground breaking vid, btw). I’m smiling. Even at low volume, there is a discordance listening, head nodding, because I write this in my office at work. At any rate, I know exactly what I want. But let’s stick to writing shall we 🙂 What we all want is to write a Six Sentence Story. Come on. You can’t tell me you don’t enjoy the heck out of this writing challenge. I read everyone’s stories every week. And you can tell. Yes, writing a Six is fun. And sure, it can be exasperating and not more than a little maddening, but hey, we writers be a bit on the crazy side, am I right? So check it, the Boys and I wish to extend this week’s invitation to participate in the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop. Write a Six, link it up, let’s jam.

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  😀

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Ignore all proffered rules and create your own, suitable for what you want to say.”
Michael Moorcock

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Sheesh. I look at the clock, shocked the big and little hands are pointing to the numbers they are and ask myself – how is this possible! The answer (today, lol) is I found myself on a journey of distractions leading me to Google search Albert and his theory regarding the conundrum that is time. Which led me (why the heck not) to an NPR article with audio from an old Science Friday, link here, if so inclined. But don’t blame me if it sends you off down the information path, gathering the, “hey, didn’t know that”, “really?!”, “I don’t know if I believe that one but perhaps…” and you suddenly find yourself wondering where you know what went! Yet, doesn’t storytelling emanate from a place of timelessness? A story, or poem may be of the present or the past or the future. Time and place is in our hands to shape and mold. What do you say we pull out the word clay and form a story or poem or new scene from a serial story and link them later this week for Six Sentence Stories. Meet you in the sandbox.

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 WORDNET 

It’s so important for me, finding the precise word that will create a feeling or describe a situation. I’m very picky about that because it’s the only material we have: words. But they are free. No matter how many syllables they have: free! You can use as many as you want, forever.” – Isabel Allende

This Means War. It’s a Six.

October 24, 2020, I wrote a Six titled “Zombies and puppies“. Then came a follow up, “Seven“.  Lo and behold there was a 3rd Six in the series, “Event Horizon“. Click on the Six titles to refresh the story in your mind or, read for the first time. Today, may I present a 4th Six about the continuing adventures of Jaya and Seven. And zombie mutants, of course!

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Of 2 things I was certain: I would die protecting my dog; my dog would die protecting me. 

“What the hell, Seven! What have I told you about not waking me unless it was an emergency”, irritated, it was precious few seconds before I heard the sound of a distant lowing… “I take that back buddy, they’ll be a little extra something in tonight’s dinner for you – c’mon, we got to go!”

The zombies, or “rabids”, seemed to be most active after sundown, right up until the break of dawn when they all but disappeared, leaving us the daylight hours as the most secure time to catch a little shut eye and/or move camp; I’d been asleep only an hour or two, the warmth of an early morning southern sky, a lullaby, allowing me to step over the line of consciousness drawn in the sand that leads to slumber – until that is, I’d felt Seven’s wet nose insistently nudging my neck. 

Seven, 1 year and a couple of months – constant companion, lookout sentry and more than once, life saver for both me and Ryan, was still a puppy in many ways, though he increasingly acted “wiser” than his chronological age implies; since that horrifying night of death and bloodshed in the furniture store when fate stepped in to deliver him to us, he’d been nothing short of a wonderous, playful and miraculous gift.

The three of us had been on the move for the better part of the year, road weary, exhausted, irritable with each other, we never made camp anywhere for longer than 2 or 3 weeks so it came as a total surprise when Ryan and I realized we’d been camped outside of McKinney, Texas for well over a month, the two of us both thinking, but not saying out loud, the hope whispering in our ears like a best friend whispering a secret that maybe, just maybe we’d found a safe haven to rest while we made bigger plans for finding other survivors.    

One day, with the sun at it’s highest, a fireball in the sky, Ryan left camp on foot to forage for supplies in McKinney while Seven and I took the truck to make a perimeter check a few miles out; when we were finished, we’d pick up Ryan at the park in the center of town and head back to camp but as the truck approached downtown, Seven began a low, menacing growl, it’s increasing intensity a distraction that almost caused me to miss spotting Ryan, loaded down with our supplies, ambushed by a group of rabids who’d come racing out from under cover of the park’s trees.  

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
I’m sure you won’t mind the double round of Kafka quotes this week, yeah? Funny, I’m certain I have a couple of his books somewhere around here, although I can’t recall if I’ve read them, bought them so very long ago…. ahem, I appear to be suffering from this week’s prompt word, lol. But too much about me. What about you? Anything unusual, significant or otherwise remarkable occur in your life recently? As writers, no one has to tell us that any one of our experiences contain seedlings of stories, and poems and plot twists for a continuing serial story or a soon to be book. And where shall we share those stories and poems and plot twists? Cha-ching! Right here at the virtual coffee house/nightclub, known as Six Sentence Stories. How ’bout it. Stop in with a 6 and hang for a bit? Doors open at 6:00 P.M.

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 WORDDISTRACTION

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=a8b40ada7693d64e5923“I need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.”  – Franz Kafka

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
What the mood today? This question tracks back to: how do we process (my word: “shit”, but I won’t say that here, lol) life’s challenges? (did she really use that term?!) As individuals who write, we have a unique advantage. We have the ability to turn life experiences, reactions, joys and not joys, into something else. What that is may be in the form of story,  poetry, the ever popular “soc” and without exception, the next chapter/installment/scene in an ongoing serial story. Six Sentence Stories. The writing challenge above all others, offering an opportunity to improve one’s skill, inviting the planet (you guys) to share in surgically precise form, 6 sentences. On face value, a simple task, non?  

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 WORDDISTRACTION

Writing sustains me. But wouldn’t it be better to say it sustains this kind of life? Which doesn’t mean life is any better when I don’t write. On the contrary, it is far worse, wholly unbearable, and inevitably ends in madness. This is, of course, only on the assumption that I am a writer even when I don’t write – which is indeed the case; and a non-writing writer is, in fact, a monster courting insanity.” – Franz Kafka

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
How’s everyone’s week been so far? Good? Bad? Fair to middlin’? Regardless of our mood, state of mind, lack of sleep, too much sleep (yeah, like who has that problem, lol) there’s always a story to be discovered, words in need of arrangement, wanting for a little direction. Right? So who’s in the better position to help them along to that special and unique place that is a flash fiction story or piece of poetry or a scene from an ongoing serial? We are! And where do we share these new stories and poems and scenes and words culled from the air, aka soc? That’s right!! Here, at Six Sentence Stories! The coolest part? All you need is 6 sentences. That’s it. Just 6 of them. Whatsay? Link up our word arrangements beginning tonight?

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 WORDSHIFT

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https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=a8b40ada7693d64e5923Don’t forget – no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.” – Charles de Lint

I’ll Meet You in the Metaverse. It’s a 6.

center of the universe you spin, without exception a force centripetal, never centrifugal

Spinning, spinning, spinning, velocity’s increase incognito, obscured by self hurtling towards black hole growing

witness stars gone dark, where light extinguished shines no more, you choose to wonder

If the past holds significance, or history is better left undisturbed, clouded by nothingness, cloaked in disease

lay bare the subterfuge, reality’s mass smashing against the brick of denial, splitting into atoms

Universe collapsed, vanquished, vanished, remnants prevail, stellar death transformed

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
The sun and I wish you good morning. Yeah, well, that didn’t happen! The best laid plans…. eh? We do our best. We adapt. We roll with what comes our way. And if there’s a story in there somewhere (isn’t there always?!), then even better. We roll all our emotions and reactions into one big dough ball (huh?) get our cut outs and parse words and sentences and…yikes. Getting lost here. Hey, speaking of roll – I got some new shoes for the car and she’s ready to rock and roll up 95 N in, oh, an hour ago! So here’s this week’s prompt word. Take it, roll (there’s that word again! I’m goin’ already!) it around a bit and see if you can put together 6 sentences of a story or a poem, or next scene in a continuing serial story. As long as you’ve got exactly 6 sentences, you’re cool 😀
Have a most excellent week everyone and I’ll meet you back here in a few days!

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 WORDCENTER

 “Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.”
– Albert Einstein

The Watcher. It’s a 6.

The key turned reluctantly in the weathered Schlage single cylinder, deadbolt screeching in protest, only to submit and retract once more; entrance to the home was achieved.

Arriving shortly after dusk, ink dot sky already setting up, I brought in the homeowners’ mail, turned on a few lights and began the tedious task of retrieving a week’s worth of groceries and a couple of overnight bags from the car.

Five years and running, the family’s summer vacation at the beach had finally taken a seat at the tradition table so, for the 6th successive year, 2 adults + 2.5 children loaded up the 4 wheel to head out to the highway and beckoning coastline.

My stay as overlord of hearth and home was a given, serving as a sort of vacation as well, typically uneventful but for at least one summer storm and a poltergeist experience or two however, this year included an added component, one of flesh and blood – she was 9 years old, had been living in (and out) of foster homes at least 7 of those years having lost her parents at age 2; since then, she’d been institutionalized and with each successive foster family, the hope of permanent adoption dimmed like an aging star until that is, the 2+2.5 family paid a visit 3 weeks before summer vacation.

Provided her brief history, assured of her gentle nature, cautioned about her tendency towards self-isolation, I did as instructed at dinnertime and tapped the metal bowl with a spoon exactly 3 times, soon hearing an unmistakable thud on the hardwoods from the bedroom on the upper level of the house… black and orange body, fur glinting under a strip of moonlight streaming through the French doors, appeared stealthily from the shadows of the living room. She was hungry.

It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and another edition of Six Sentence Stories!
I don’t even have to ask – you had a similar reaction reading Brenda’s quote on Sunday’s post – “…prime it with a little solitude and idleness.” Uh huh. Sure, no prob! Yet sometimes it is. Oh, I’ve no doubt some of you could write in the middle of a hurricane or walking through the city and to be honest, there have been times those same type conditions have inspired me with words. For the most part though, seems as if a little Huck Finn time is what we all need to get the creative juices flowing. Wherever, however you’re inspired, we’d love to read of your adventures, of your character’s adventures or reminisces in the form of 6, and precisely 6, sentences. That’s what we do here. Tell stories, in 6 sentences. No more, no less. Please join us for story time here, at GirlieOnTheEdge.

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 WORDBOWL

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I used to dig in the garden, and there isn’t anything fantastic or ultradimensional about crab grass… unless you are a SF writer, in which case, pretty soon you’re viewing crabgrass with suspicion. What are its real motives? And who sent it in the first place? The question I always found myself asking was, ‘What is it, really?’” – Philip K. Dick