Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Magic

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Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Magic

It’s time to join up for the third “Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge,”

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Quote for MAGIC

And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it’.  Roald Dahl – The Minpins

MAGIC is Everywhere

Sunset or sunrise

Hiding in all the little nooks

All around the world

You will find MAGIC

The music of the wind

The whispering in the trees

Buzz of the bees

Birds singing in the tree tops

MAGIC is everywhere

Flowers nodding their head

Just look around in the shadows

The laughter of children

Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.

Six Sentence Stories – Duck

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Welcome to Six Sentence Stories – Duck

Rules – Six sentences no more, no less, cue of the week is Duck, any genre you like, use the cue however you like. The link stays there until Tuesday.

Six Sentence Stories

In a land of plenty, there was aways food to feed everyone, humans and animals alike.

Duck, was wondering along the edge of the pond wondering where his mates were when he came across a sight that most humans never see.

Fish were everywhere as far as the eye could see, not small ones either.

He slipped into the water, hoping he was going to get an easy meal.

As he started paddling slowing through the water, the fish decided it was time to get moving away from that intruder in their space.

Away they shot in every direction, duck soon released that the meal he thought was going to be an easy catch, was over, he never even got near them, they were all gone, just leaving a ripple in the water behind them.

Three Line Tales – Week eight

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Welcome to Week Eight of Three Line Tales.

TLT photo prompt by Liam Desic – click here for full res version

Flags were flowing all in the same direction

Just about every color of the rainbow

Why so many flags altogether, was it a special celebration?

The TLT rules are simple:

  • Take a look at the photo prompt and write three lines to go with it.
  • Your lines can be poetry, micro-fiction, micro non-fiction or just a really long caption – everything goes as long as it’s three lines long.
  • A link back to this post would be nice (it’ll make me feel obliged to swing by yours to read your three lines, and some of your readers might want to join in, too – the more, the merrier, right?).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales – it’ll make it easier for others to find it in the Reader.
  • Read other participants’ lines.

Sue Vincent’s Silent Photo Prompt

Silent Photo Prompt

Silent Photo Prompt

The building was starting to crumble from years of mother nature’s weather patterns of strong winds and funnels of torrential rain.

The water wheel still stood strong and powerful, Bill was wondering if he should restore the building before any more damage was done.

As he stood looking, more or less into space there was a queer sound that came from the centre of the building as if someone was screaming for help.

Bill rushed in to see what was going on, there in the middle of the building, was a big sink- hole, he had never seen anything like that before here.

One side of the building was leaning on an angle, he decided right there and then, that it was going to crumble before long so he might as well give into nature and let it be demolished.

Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Challenge 89 – Shower & Play

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The Challenge words for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Challenge 89 – Shower & Play

Guidelines are simple.

I use a picture for my poetry as “Haiku Poetry” in English is created by a vision, it must paint a mental image in the writer/reader’s mind,which is 5 syllables for the first line, 7 for the second, and 5 for the third.

SHOWER time for me

Enjoy the Play with my boss

This cat likes water

A Friend Shows Up

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes.

A Friend Shows Up

For years Jessie had put up with abnormal treatment from her stepfather, she hated being around him, every time he put his hands on her she would turn icing cold and wonder what was going to happen next.

Finally, one day she couldn’t take it anymore, packing a bag away she went, nobody ever thought Jessie would disappear, she was loved by everyone, her mother was beside herself with pain and worry of what had happened to her, it just wasn’t Jessie to disappear like that, without telling her where she was going.

Jessie had walked some four or five miles along a river bank bush track, feeling weary she stop for a rest under an old oak tree to rest.

She must have drifted off to sleep for some hours, as when she woke it was dark, she couldn’t see a thing, there was fog in every direction, thick as pea soup, so many noises around her, they seemed to be coming from every direction, she was very frighten

Thump! What was that noise?

Turning around she could see nothing, but she had a feeling she was being followed, by what she didn’t know.

Very scared, she started to panic, her heart was pounding away, then a bird called out in the tree above her, that was as much as she could take, she started walking along the edge of a river, remembering that sooner or later she must come to some kind of life, a camper or someone else surely, funny she hadn’t seen anyone all day.

Realizing she wasn’t going to get very far without endangering her life in this thick fog along a river bed she decided to follow a narrow track up the bank, within the distance she could see what looked like a light shining or maybe it was the moon off in the distance.

She reached the top, there was a road in front of her, must have been car light’s she had seen from the distance.

She thought to herself, I will keep walking along the road I can see better in the fog, and it will be a whole lot safer than down on the river bed with those scary noises that seemed to be following her.

She keep slowly walking along the road when all of a sudden around the corner appeared a dog, she was so excited as she recognized it, it was Paul’s dog, a neighbor that lived a few miles from her home, still walking with the dog beside her barking loudly she continued walking slowly through the fog.

All of a sudden there was a loud yell it was Paul he had been out looking for her.

In her confusion she had made a turn which ended up walking back the way she had come, Paul’s dog had found her in the fog, Paul had heard the barking and followed the sound, yes, “a friend show’s up” she was so happy, knowing she would finally return back to her mother, she was going to have a talk with her and get things sorted out, about her stepfather.

Six Sentence Stories – Marriage Contract

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Welcome to Six Sentence Stories-18

Rules – Six sentences no more, no less, clue of the week is Contract, any genre you like, use the cue however you like. The link stays there until Tuesday.

Six Sentence Stories – Marriage Contract

The wedding day was arriving fast and nothing had been done about the contract they were setting up between them for a future will.

They weren’t going to be like other couples sharing everything 50/50.

He was from another country with completely difference marriage vows.

She was not completely sure what her parents would say when they heard what they were planning to do about this marriage contract.

One thing she was sure of, not every marriage settle with paperwork like this before it actually happens.

Why was he so sure, that the answer was to have a written contract first, hoping that their different rules of life would work, it seemed to her that maybe this marriage was never meant to happen.

Best Friends – fffaw Week of March-15-2016

Flash Fiction March 15 2016

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I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above. 

Best Friends

Mickey, the dog had been around for many years, he was Joe’s best pal where ever he when Mickey had been right behind him, he had come to the rescue many times, once Joe had been bail up with a wild pig against a high fence.

Micky put his own body between his master and the pig, it ended up Joe caring Micky out of the steep ranges because of a broken leg, and a large rip in his side, leaving the dead pig to be carried out later.

No one could ever separate those two, now Joe was going to war, they were going to be split up, no way could they be together.

Watching them saying their goodbyes, I saw tears rolling down the cheeks of both of them, even though Joe had shades on, my eyes welled up also, just watching them, I had to walk away. So sad.

Maybe never to see each other again?

Week seven-Three line tales

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Week seven-Three line tales

Walking into a very dark damp musty room, wondering why it had a blacked out window with an arrow painted on.

She glanced out through the gap, saw nothing of interest, but for a few cars and a man walking along the street.

Stepping back she viewed the situation, why an arrow, where it was pointing to there was nothing but a blank wall, she thought it takes all kinds of people to keep the world going round, and exited from the room.

Thank you to Sonya of Only 100 Words for coming up with Three Line Tales Photo Prompt.

The TLT rules are simple:

  • Take a look at the photo prompt and write three lines to go with it.
  • Your lines can be poetry, micro-fiction, micro non-fiction or just a really long caption – everything goes as long as it’s three lines long.
  • A link back to this post would be nice (it’ll make me feel obliged to swing by yours to read your three lines, and some of your readers might want to join in, too – the more, the merrier, right?).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales – it’ll make it easier for others to find it in the Reader.
  • Read other participants’ lines.

Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Wisdom

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Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Wisdom

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It’s time to join up for the second “Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge,”

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. It may not be difficult to store up in the mind a vast quantity of facts within a comparatively short time, but the ability to form judgments requires the severe discipline of hard work and the tempering heat of experience and maturity. Calvin Coolidge

Training, teaching and coaching through life are some of the many ways that give you great knowledge and development of new skills to help you through life.

Wisdom is something you learn through the years of many trials, errors, and experiences.

The above quote is perfect for “Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Wisdom”.