It’s Monday and that means it’s time for Melanie’s Share Your World prompt. So let’s get right to it.
Can you bake a cake?
Can I? Sure, as long as I have a cake mix box with clear directions, and have all of the necessary ingredients. But as my wife often tells me, just because you can do something, doesn’t mean you should do something.
What’s one thing that can instantly make your day better?
Waking up in the morning (as opposed to having died in my sleep, although if I have to die, I’d rather die peacefully in my sleep than any other way).
When you were a kid, did you eat the crusts on your sandwich or not?
Yes. My mother told me a long time ago that the crusts were the most nutritious parts of the bread, and my mother would never have lied to me. Right?
What’s something your family would be surprised to learn about you?
That I’m actually a very sensitive man. My mother told me that a long time ago, and my mother would never have lied to me. Right?
I rubbed my eyes hard, but she was still sitting there, staring off into the distance, seemingly unaware of my presence.
I slowly and silently moved closer and saw what looked like feathers on her shoulders and back. Surely she wasn’t a winged creature. The feathered wings must have been part of a costume that she was wearing.
I positioned myself standing directly in front of her, but she appeared not to see me. “Excuse me,” I said. “Are you okay?”
At first she was unresponsive, but then she finally looked up at me, as if emerging from a deep trance. She stood up to face me, a look of curiosity on her face, but she said nothing.
“Do you speak English?” I asked. She nodded affirmatively. “Why are you wearing those feathers on your back? Are you Native American or something?”
She put her forefinger in front of her lips and, without saying a word, slowly began to float just above the ground. Spreading her wings wide, she began flapping them, lifting her further into the air, and then, like a bird, she took flight and disappeared over the trees.
Was she real or was she just a daydream?
Written for this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt from Donna McNicol. Photo credit: Pixabay. Also for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (daydream).
Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a flash fiction piece or poem inspired by the photo. There are no style or word limits.
The image below is from danielarealpeg at Pixabay.For the visually challenged writer, the image is of some sort of extraterrestrial vehicle hovering above the ground at night.
If this week’s image inspires you and you wish to participate, please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to this post. I hope it will generate some great posts.
Thanks to all of you who have participated in these challenges. Your posts have been very creative. Please take a few minutes to read the other responses to this photo challenge.
Please create a pingback to this post or manually add your link in the comments.
Welcome to March 2, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.
I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).
Today’s word is “transient.”
Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.
Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.
The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.
- And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.