50 Word Thursday #100

Hi All,

Here we are at week 100 and aren’t we all excited.  Now I will admit I was a bit stressed about picking a good combination this week but then I thought, these guys want a challenge, nothing easy for them.  So, I’m relaxed but maybe you’re not, anyway before we get onto this week’s challenge let’s first remember to check out Kristian’s blog and the results from last week…

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

I’m looking forward to what these prompts inspire, so here’s the picture:

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And the words:

“Something was going on in the borough, something sinister, and he could smell it.”  The Brentford Triangle – Robert Rankin

© Deb Whittam 2020

 

50 Word Thursday #99

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She’d looked on so many unlovely places in her life, but this was as lovely as anything she’d ever dreamed, unfortunately it was a deception.

The beautiful flowers perfume burnt ones nostrils, the shrubs bore leaves which tore the skin and barbs which poisoned the flesh and the water was toxic.  Anything which touched it died on contact.

Anne stared at the seeming paradise, it was enough to make most girls run, but she wasn’t any girl.

Anne turned to her Uncle and smiled sweetly, “Thanks Uncle, but your services are no longer required.”

She pushed him into the water.

50 Word Thursday #99

 

© Deb Whittam 2020

 

42 Words #20

Howdy Partner’s,

Here in Australia the sun’s shining, the bushfires have commenced and the flies are swarming and that’s a historical greeting for you, right there but this week Ramya has picked a real whopper (Not the hamburger but I’ll continue the pun anyway) for us all to wrap our mouths around but before we set off on that adventure let’s see what history Chelsea’s  12 has produced.

Charles from Potatoes, And The Promise of More Potatoes

Ramya from My Musings

Dave from MMA Storytime

Sadje from Keep It Alive

Lady Lewis

So what is on offer this week?  Will we stare and rub our eyes in disbelief?  Pink elephants weren’t in the mix?  Is there a flaw we must fix?  Did that cow really jump over the moon, perhaps we will know real soon.  For this week’s theme might make us scratch our heads, ok I’ll put the suspense to bed.  This week’s theme is …

MYTH

Myth, I hear you cry, myth, but what myth, when, where and my response is, google it folks:

a traditional story, especially one concerning the early history of a people or explaining a natural or social phenomenon, and typically involving supernatural beings or events.

a widely held but false belief or idea.

If that doesn’t give you options aplenty, I’d be pardoned just like that turkey, so summon up your courage, grab that hammer of Thor’s and knock me down but remember there is a point of no return, 42 words to be precise.

Now, I still have two choices in numbers for the week’s ahead – 38 & 15 – but keep them coming please and though no one said they wanted it, I will keep this challenge going over Christmas so I hope someone will check in to see the theme.

GONE 2 GONE GONE GONE 6 GONE
GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE
15 16 GONE GONE 19 GONE GONE
GONE GONE GONE 25 GONE GONE GONE
29 30 31 GONE GONE GONE GONE
36 GONE 38 39 GONE GONE GONE

Here’s my take on this week’s prompt:

He believed the myth ’til he discovered …

They’d all heard the tale of the big man in red, who crept into your house in the dead of the night, while you were safely tucked in bed, Mark thought wide eyed.

No one had mentioned he wore a tutu though.

myth

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© Deb Whittam 2020

50 Word Thursday #98 – The Results

Hey Everyone,

Here we are yet again at the results for 50 Word Thursday but before we peruse the submissions let’s remember that Kristian will have another round tomorrow and you’ll be able to see it here.

But first …

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

Here’s the picture:

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And the words,

“He took a deep breath and his nostrils flared, almost as if he tried, like a hunting hound, to take my scent.”  The Somnambulist and the Psychic Thief – Lisa Tuttle

My Tryst With Evil – The Wide Blue Yonder

This is my take on the prompt:

Mother told me not to wander off the path.  Mother told me that god wasn’t on my side.  Mother told me adventure was a risk.  Mother told me; if you must folly make it quick.

This day I was tempted by what I saw.  This day I chose to ignore.  This day I wandered off the path.  This day I learnt when not to laugh.

Through the darkness I saw the house.  Through the darkness I crept quiet as a mouse.  Through the darkness I began to run.  Through the darkness I fled undone.

He took a deep breath, his nostrils flared.  He was a hunting hound, I was his hare.  He did not hesitate, he ran full throttle.  He was upon me and I was besotted.

Home is in the darkness.  Home is in his arms.  Home is in eternity.  Home is in the devil’s lair.

I am insane.


© Deb Whittam 2020

 

42 Words #12

Hi Everyone,

Well here in South Australia its been a bit of a week, so I’ve loved all the fairy tale stories we’ve had.  Thanks to all who participated and before we step back into the annuals of time and see what Chelsea’s pick of 12 has cast forth, let’s go and peruse the offerings for this week.

Ramya from My Musings

Dave from MMA Storytime

Jenna from Raspberry Ripples

Lady Lewis

Ok, so this week I want you all to take a deep breath, for we are all going for a stroll outside our comfort zone with Chelsea’s choice of number 12, but don’t despair because I’m going to incredibly leniant with the definition for this week’s theme of …

HISTORICAL FICTION

So, what exactly is historical fiction?  Well I turned to our old friend google and found this definition:

Historical fiction is a literary genre in which the plot takes place in a setting located in the past. … An essential element of historical fiction is that it is set in the past and pays attention to the manners, social conditions and other details of the depicted period.

As I suspect this might prove a tricky one I have decided that historical fiction can’t be anything from the last week, everything else is historical, so don’t despair, capture a moment and tell us a tale, but remember to keep it brief, I suspect 42 words will be a relief.

Now let me say thanks to Dave, Charles, Ramya  for answering my unsubtle call, for now we have three more choices in the kitty.  Ramya’s 20, Dave’s 38 and Charles’ 15 but I am always happy to accept more suggestions so keep them coming please.

Also please let me know in the upcoming week’s if you want a prompt on the 20th of December.  I am more than happy to post if there will be participants.

GONE 2 GONE GONE GONE 6 GONE
GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE GONE
15 16 GONE GONE 19 20 GONE
GONE GONE GONE 25 GONE GONE GONE
29 30 31 GONE GONE GONE GONE
36 GONE 38 39 GONE GONE GONE

Here’s my take on this week’s prompt:

Don’t shut your eyes when the bullets fly.

Billy had never been one to shy away from danger but as Will lifted his revolver he smiled confidently, hiding his doubts.

As Will fired Billy tried not to flinch.

A thud, a yell, Will’s bulletproof vest had saved his life.

historical

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© Deb Whittam 2020

50 Word Thursday #98

Hi All,

I’m a bit tired this week, so I’ve gone through ideas I had for prompts and selected one from long ago.  I’m not a hundred percent sure it is attributed correctly but we’ll just have to hope so, but before we get to that make sure you check our Kristian’s blog and the results from last week…

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

I’m looking forward to what these prompts inspire, so here’s the picture:

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And the words:

“He took a deep breath and his nostrils flared, almost as if he tried, like a hunting hound, to take my scent.”  The Somnambulist and the Psychic Thief – Lisa Tuttle

© Deb Whittam 2020

 

50 Word Thursday #96

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Mark was a predictable child and one of the things he was renowned for was doing exactly as his Grandmother directed, so when she said throw a penny in the fountain; that was exactly what he did.

The only thing was, on the walk from the church to the fountain he’s dropped his penny and the one he picked up was definitely not his but Mark didn’t notice, he was lost in this own thoughts.

Obediently he tossed the item in his hand but although it was a simple thing to be doing, something strange began to happen.

Aghast Mark watched as the water began to bubble and boil, then it began to change colour and finally the fountain stopped, for the water was no longer water.

Guiltily Mark glanced around to see if anyone had noticed; the water had turned to solid gold.

Without a word he dawdled away.

50 Word Thursday #97

 

© Deb Whittam 2020

 

42 Words #9

Hi Everyone,

So what delightful destination do we have this week with Sara’s pick of number 9?  Well that will just have to wait for first lets see what mischeif and mayhem we had unleashed when we wandered that trecherous path of trickery.

I am pleased to state much was revealed with this cunning pick, so click below and have a flick.

Ramya from My Musings

Sara from Relax It’s All Write

Dave from MMA Storytime

Sadje from Keep It Alive

June Ann from Jaquininwriter

Sara’s choice of number 9 seems like destiny to me, Sara’s choice of number nine might make a few flee.  Dragons, fairies, mirth and fear, hold on to those you hold dear.  For we’re off down that yellow brick road and please don’t bring your toad …

Yep, you guessed it in one (perhaps), this week’s theme is …

FAIRY TALES

Now the big question here is traditional or not?  Dragons or not?  Re writes or something completely now and of course the decision is up to you but remember don’t put one step wrong for this all needs to be in a 42 words song.  (Yep, for some reason I’m rhyming)

I am pleased to state that I still have one number up my sleeve with Chelsea’s 12 but Dave, Charles, Ramya I need more, so please take a look at the grid below and make a pick.  We’re get it done and jump over the candle stick’s wick.

GONE 2 GONE GONE GONE 6 GONE
GONE GONE GONE GONE 12 GONE GONE
15 16 GONE GONE 19 20 GONE
GONE GONE GONE 25 GONE GONE GONE
29 30 31 GONE GONE GONE GONE
36 GONE 38 39 GONE GONE GONE

Here’s my take on this week’s prompt:

Debuting an urban myth into they’re society.

Just after the midnight hour they could be spied, sitting with expressions of anxious anticipation as they awaited his arrival.

With a puff of smoke he appeared announcing, “Fairies, let me tell you a tale about a mystical creature known as humans.”

fairy tales

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© Deb Whittam 2020

50 Word Thursday #96 – The Results

Hey Everyone,

Another week over, so here are the results from last week but don’t fret Kristian will have another round tomorrow which can be found here.

But first …

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

Here’s the picture:

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And the words,

“She had little doubt that she was about to suffer the same fate as Elizabeth.” – Midnight Pleasures With A Scoundrel – Lorraine Heath

Ramya Vivek from My Musings

Sadje from Keep It Alive

This is my take on the prompt:

Marg stifled a curse, she had little doubt that she was about to suffer the same fate as Elizabeth and it was all her own fault.

She’d spent hours in preparation, she’d made sure she arrived in time, that she was well hydrated, that she would succeed … but now it was all in jeopardy and all because she’d listened to them, the professionals, the elite, those who knew everything. 

She should have been more confident and know better.

Running down beside the river she grimaced, a blister on the day of the competition was the last thing she needed.


© Deb Whittam 2020

 

42 Words #35

Welcome all,

Another week and another 42 word challenge and I’m pleased to state that we have themes picked for the next few weeks and this week Sadje has done the honour of selecting 35, which might give us all pause for thought.

Before I unveil that interesting theme, let us first bit our lips and hold our breathe and see what dark alleyways we ventured with Sara from Relax It’s All Write’s choice of 34.

Ramya from My Musings

Rugby43 from The Bag Lady

Sara from Relax It’s All Write

Dave from MMA Storytime

Sadje from Keep It Alive

Chelsea from A Wife, My Verse

Sadje nomination of 35 is going to lead us down a rabbit hole and into a wild balloon ride, so grab hold and hang on tight for nothing is as it seems this side of the looking glass for we’re going with the theme of …

TRICKERY.

It sounds easy doesn’t it?  A bit of deception, a ruse, a slight of hand?  But I suspect that it comes with its own minefield of obstacles to avoid for when we first practice to deceive …

So, its up to you folks, trick me, treat me but remember the overarching directive – 42 words, this your can’t breach.

Now as you may have gathered from the intro my prayers were answered and I had three numbers nominated.  Sadje and 35, Sara with 9 and Chelsea with 12.  A trifecta but I bet we all noticed that is was the woman who answered the call.

So gentlemen its time for you to put up your dukes and give me three numbers.  I know you can do it, the grids just below.

GONE 2 GONE GONE GONE 6 GONE
GONE 9 GONE GONE 12 GONE GONE
15 16 GONE GONE 19 20 GONE
GONE GONE GONE 25 GONE GONE GONE
29 30 31 GONE GONE GONE GONE
36 GONE 38 39 GONE GONE GONE

Here’s my take on this week’s prompt:

Know the criminal and you’ll know the crime.

I don’t understand how it could have been her Sir; she spent all evening at the ball.

I saw her Sergeant; she smiled as she stabbed the Duke in the chest.

But, how, her alibi is watertight.

Trickery Sergeant, she’s a twin.

trickery

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© Deb Whittam 2020

50 Word Thursday #96

Hi Everyone,

I hope you’re having a great week and yet again we’re off on the adventure which is 50 Word Thursday but before we reveal the prompts don’t forget to check out the results from last week at Kristian’s blog here

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.

I’m looking forward to what these prompts inspire, so here’s the picture:

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And the words:

“She had little doubt that she was about to suffer the same fate as Elizabeth.” – Midnight Pleasures With A Scoundrel – Lorraine Heath

© Deb Whittam 2020

 

50 Word Thursday #95

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Gladys liked reading, she thought it expanded her horizons but this latest book had her perturbed for one line had stuck in her head.

“If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.”

It sounded like good advice but what should she dare?

Standing at the church’s door she was satisfied that the cleaning was done to standard and then she spied the priest’s water jug.  His sermons were so boring.

Pleased, Gladys emptied the container, refilling it with the contents of her hip flask, and then she closed the heavy door.

50 Word Thursday #95

 

© Deb Whittam 2020