Written for Song Lyric Sunday –
‘Ring On Her Nose’.
This is my response to the challenge.
Tag: Break-Ups
Aw, Shucks!
Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
#434 where we’re asked to be creative in exactly
77 words using the word ‘woebegone’. Also for
Sue & Gerry’s Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge
where the prompt word is ‘imagine’’ and Fandango’s FOWC
using the word ‘weed’. Here’s where the three prompts took me.
On Mulberry Street
Written for Sadje’s What Do You See #306.
Here’s where the photo prompt took me.
Shattered Reality
This is The Unicorn Challenge
where we are encouraged to write
a story in 250 words or less using
the photo below as inspiration.
Who’s Sorry Now?
Written for Shweta’s Saturday Six Word Story
Prompt #138 – ‘memories’. This is my flash.
A Band In Name Only
Today in Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday post
entitled ‘Band Reunion’ he has asked us to
write about a song(s) played by a band that
got together for a reunion. Written for
Song Lyric Sunday, here is my song.
The Girlfriend
Written for Friday Fictioneers where we are challenged
to be creative in 100 words or less using this image as inspiration.
“Gee, the house sure is quiet. I wonder where everybody’s gone. Bobby’s been a little distant lately and that makes me sad. I mean, we’ve been best buds ever since he was a little guy. We did everything together and he wouldn’t go anywhere without me. And he gave the best hugs at night. Shh! Here he comes now! Bobby! I just knew you wouldn’t leave without me. What’re we doing today?”
“I’m watching TV with Becky …. alone.”
“Gosh, Bobby. You’re my bestie. Who’s this Becky chick?”
“My girlfriend. Adios, Mr. Bill!”
“Ooh nooooo! Come back, Bobby ….
you little shit!”
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100 Words
This is Connie Francis with “Who’s Sorry Now”
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Benvenuto!
It’s time for The Unicorn Challenge!
Jenne has provided the photo below
and asks that we respond with a story
not to exceed 250 words.
Here is my 250-word response.
Russell was tired of my excuses, my insecurities, my hang-ups and what he called “That Sicilian thing that’s 2000 years old”, which would have had more gravitas if I didn’t know it came straight from “Godfather 2″. He was breaking up with me and I was laughing in his face.
He was right, of course. I was a lousy girlfriend and I certainly wouldn’t make him a good wife. I didn’t like sex with him; some of the things he tried to do went on forever and brought me no satisfaction. I was disgusted by what he wanted me to do.
Russell stormed out. Good riddance. That’s when I decided to follow my dream and move to Sicily. Travel arrangements went smoothly and, having spoken previously with the people where I’d be staying, I knew getting accommodations would not be a problem.
My plans came together quickly. I packed a carry-on; more than that I wouldn’t need. In the morning I called for a taxi. Four hours later I was flying across the Atlantic on my way to the town of Erice. The place where I was staying was ancient, located on the top of Mount Erice, far from the useless worries of life. No cares, no distractions.
The bus dropped me off at Sorelle Povere*. My knock on the door was answered by a smiling older woman.
“May I help you?” she asked.
I told her my name.
“Ah, our newest novitiate!” she declared. “I’m Sister Rosella. Benvenuto! Welcome!”
NAR©2024
250 Words
*Sorelle Povere translates into Poor Sisters. The entire name is Sorelle Povere di Santa Chiara Monastero Sacro Cuore which means Poor Sisters of Saint Clara Sacred Heart Monastery, an order of nuns in the town of Erice.
This is “Only The Good Die Young” by Billy Joel
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