(Un)Happiness: Flash Fiction Results for Monday’s Muse October 24th 2016

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(Un)Happiness: Flash Fiction

So she was being a jerk, mocking the love-struck couple. They seemed happy and she was happy that the book blocked them from seeing how she made fun of them. Nasty break-ups had that effect on the romantic mind; turned it bitter.

She had gone from being a happy, doe-eyed romantic, to a cynic with just one single text.

A text! Six months of bliss and she was only worth a text? She’d had break-ups before. She’d loved and lost like many people her age. But she’d figured at thirty-one to his thirty-four that the roles of disengaging were obvious.

One did not end a romance with a text.

Now she started at the star-eyed couple gazing at one another the way she and Gage had once gazed at each other. Her focus shifted and she stared at the title in her hand. “Happy.”

She honestly had no idea what Alex Lemon had to say in that book but she realized that just as someone had chosen the bright yellow color as the cover so too had she chosen to be happy with Gage.

Truth was, he wasn’t perfect…or mature for his age. But she’d chosen to be happy with him just as she had chosen to be unhappy without him.

It was all her choice; happy, unhappy, yellow or some other less threatening color.

Her choice. Her happy or her unhappiness.

THE END

*Well there she is, my last installment of Monday’s Muse. My choice, my happy, my non-threatening color. Be of good cheer, if you are a fan of my writing, I will continue to weave stories hopefully on a daily basis but without the formality of Monday’s Muse. To see the original prompt for this post you can do so by clicking HERE

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER! 

*Original image taken from Pexels: https://www.pexels.com/photo/happy-book-67442/

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Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: October 24th 2016

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OPENING LINE (S): “So she was being a jerk, mocking the love-struck couple. They seemed happy and she was happy that the book blocked them from seeing how she made fun of them. Nasty break-ups had that effect on the romantic mind; turned it bitter.”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read, as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tag “Monday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

IMPORTANT: 

  • I am putting Monday’s Muse on a trial. Although I’ve enjoyed it, it seems as if I am the only one participating. That being said if there aren’t more participants by the end of October 2016 it will have to go…gotta let things go and I’m okay with that.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

*Original image taken from Pexels: https://www.pexels.com/photo/happy-book-67442/

Another Step: Flash Fiction Results for Monday’s Muse October 17th 2016

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Another Step: Flash Fiction

The clouds seemed to open up right at the point of his desperation, casting a brilliant glow on the path that had seemed elusive and hidden for so long. Swallowing down the nerves that had cinched his throat, he convinced himself that all he had to do was take another step.

Another step. The thought of it appeared to be more easily said than done especially in light of the fact he’d twisted his ankle so badly nearly a mile back. The swelling pain was tolerable enough even though it had altered his gait and left him walking with a hitching step on tip-toes.

But the swelling, the thirst, the pain was all seen as sufficient exchanges for what he was gaining.

Throne’s Path, the fabled road that was said to only appear when the moons aligned once ever twenty years with the planet  Hidmal lay bright and open upon the dark terrain, right before his hungry eyes.

Legend told that King Hidmal, before his bitterness had grown beyond the size of the earth and had become as stone, a stone so large it erupted into its own planet, that he’d sworn none of his kin would rule from his throne that his kingdom would wane in darkness, hidden from the light of life.

But his youngest son, the one turned priest, had amended his father’s oath  pledging that upon each eclipse of his father’s stony heart, when the light dispelled the darkness, that the path to the throne would become visible to the eyes of the next noble king.

Illian had no desire to be anyone’s king. Nor did he believe himself to be king material, but he could not deny that he was ambitious. More so than that, he owed his debtors a king’s ransom one he’d either pay with his blood and bones or actual gold.

He’d chosen to pay in gold and took up the path of a fool’s errand chasing after Throne’s Path, a legend, a fable, but story clearly born from truth.

Afterall, Hidmal had no need for gold.

Pulling himself over another hurdle of large rock, Illian took another step.

THE BEGINNING…

I do hope you enjoyed the unraveling of the opening of this tale. These are my results for MONDAY’S MUSE OCTOBER 17th, 2016. To see original post and rules you can do so by clicking HERE. I have to confess that Illian has got my curiosity peaked. Will he find gold or will he find a winding path that continues to cost him more than he bargained for? Only time will tell, but I will give it much thought! 

**Image taken from Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/en/mountains-panorama-landscape-massif-1660789/

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: October 17th 2016 #CreativeWriting

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OPENING LINE (S): “The clouds seemed to open up right at the point of his desperation, casting a brilliant glow on the path that had seemed elusive and hidden for so long. Swallowing down the nerves that had cinched his throat, he convinced himself that all he had to do was take another step.”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read, as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tag “Monday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

IMPORTANT: 

  • I am putting Monday’s Muse on a trial. Although I’ve enjoyed it, it seems as if I am the only one participating. That being said if there aren’t more participants by the end of October 2016 it will have to go…gotta let things go and I’m okay with that.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

*Image taken from Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/en/mountains-panorama-landscape-massif-1660789/

Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: August 29th 2016

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OPENING LINE (S): “The sun and the heat, dancing with the gentle bounce of the truck had lulled him into a hungry state for sleep, one that was too much to ignore. It didn’t matter anyway. He had no idea where he was or where exactly he was going.”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read, as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tag “Monday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: August 15th 2016

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OPENING LINE (S): “It was just one interview, one, and yet s/he felt as if s/he were trapped in a room filled with flashing camera’s and buzzard-like reporters, all out to take their bite at her/him.”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read, as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tag “Monday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

Not Everything: Flash Fiction Results for Monday’s Muse August 8th 2016

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Not Everything: Flash Fiction

He pulled his cap over the earbuds that blared in his ears. He needed them to stay in place, needed the music to take him to a different dimension in the same way the gray smoke that drifted from the embers of his cigarette led him into a superficial, addictive calm. He needed to focus if he was going to do what he planned to do.

Time had come knocking and it refused to remove its knuckles from his door until he complied. He ground his teeth, relenting to the urge that was pushing him.

He would make peace.

He wasn’t a perfect man. As far as what his new pastor had preached, he was still but a babe in Christ. Some habits, behaviors would take time to break. He quickened his pace before time could do any more knocking,

Pushing through the slushy snow that slowly melted against the pavement, he crossed the street and stepped into the coffee shop. He’d been a usual there for three years straight. Every morning, before work, he ordered the same coffee, the same way, with the same plain bagel, toasted, with cinnamon cream cheese.

Two days ago, the new girl had gotten everything wrong…not everything. She’d added cream to his coffee and given him an everything bagel with cinnamon cream cheese! The bagel wasn’t even toasted.

He was already running late for work and the morning rush had filled the coffee shop clear out to the sidewalk. He didn’t have time to get things fixed, but he’d stewed on it long enough to rip the girl a new one the following morning.

And all that evening the Holy Spirit seemed to do a beautiful job of convicting him of righteousness and the words of his pastor, “Kindness first, none of us are perfect although we serve a perfect God filled with perfect love for us.”

He was learning. He was leaning.

Standing in front of the girl at the coffee shop, her face suddenly draining at the sight of him. He apologized.

THE END.

*These are my results for Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt August, 8th, 2016.  Follow the link to see the rules and give the prompt a try!

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: August 8th 2016

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OPENING LINE (S): “He pulled his cap over the earbuds that blared in his ears. He needed them to stay in place, needed the music to take him to a different dimension in the same way the gray smoke that drifted from the embers of his cigarette led him into a superficial, addictive calm. He needed to focus if he was going to do what he planned to do.”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read, as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tag “Monday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: July 25th 2016

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OPENING LINE (S): “Had things gotten so bad that she was actually considering kissing a frog?”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read,as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tag “Monday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!

Monday’s Muse Writing Prompt: July 18th 2016

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OPENING LINE (S): “The sight was satisfying almost good enough to drink. The trek there had been long and arduous but they still had further to go. Looking back at her companions, noticing the longing in their eyes, she warned them not to drink the water.”

RULES: 

  • Using the above line and the picture provided, (Or a line of your own choosing) create a story (or even a poem) within up to 20 minutes.
  • Once you have finished your super awesome masterpiece, add a link in the comments section of THIS POST to your story for others to read, as well as a link on your page back to this original post for others to follow along and write with as well. In your “tags” section, add the tagMonday’s Muse.”

If you do not have a blog of your own, leave me a comment and send me an email to icameforthesoup@gmail.com and I will post your lovely words here on my blog.

(PLEASE KEEP ENTRIES THAT NEED TO BE POSTED ON THIS BLOG WITHIN A PG13 RANGE. THANK YOU)

My results will be posted by Thursday.

~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!