The Quest — A Multi-Prompt Tale

11d6c3ff-1c24-4dc1-9ea0-251f1622f5dc.jpegWanna start a cult?” her best friend asked her. Sara was looking for an answer to a question she didn’t even realize she had. All she knew was that something was missing from her life, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. So when a friend of hers suggested that she start a cult with others who also had unanswered questions, she readily agreed. However, she soon discovered that the answer she was seeking was unlike any answers the other cult members were trying to find.

Sara left the cult and shared her experience with a different friend who suggested that Sara seek her answer at the church. So Sara decided to give it a try and she went to talk with her friend’s priest.FFA3EB75-516D-4E66-8AA7-4D7389B4BBEF Unfortunately, the rigid formality of the place suffocated her.

Frustrated, Sara began to look elsewhere for her answer. Yet another friend told her about her amazing guru, suggesting that he might help Sara find the answer she was seeking. And so Sara went to visit the guru.DE81941B-C1F2-4079-9426-2506FE951F60Sadly, her experience with him was also disappointing. She felt no closer to her answer than she had before her quest began.

Desperate to find her answer, she sought out a fortune teller she found on Craigslist. The woman asked Sara what answer she was hoping to find. Sara said, “Whatever is missing.”45BD981B-52A6-429B-972C-B631D4F3C4A9The fortune teller simply said, “Look inside your soul, my dear girl. It’s there alone where you will find the answer to your quest.”

(250 words)


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday prompt. Also for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write Prompt, and for Kristian’s 50 Word Thursday prompt.

50 Word Thursday — Just Hanging Out

715BC291-B361-4219-B514-B56061E73F75.jpeg“Hello,” said Kermit the frog. “I don’t think I’ve seen you hanging out here before.”

“You haven’t,” said the Pink Panther. “But I like it here. I think I’ll hang around.”

“Funny little thing, aren’t you?” Kermit said.

“Well,” said Pink, “I never thought that was possible.”

“You never thought what was possible?” asked Kermit.

“I never thought I’d be hanging out with the infamous Kermit the Frog,” Pink said.

“But I’m the one who is green with envy,” Kermit said. “You’re a big movie star.”

“But so are you,” Pink said. “I’d be honored to hang out with you.”

(100 word)


Written for this week’s 50 Word Thursday prompt from Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith. The idea is to write a story, which must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments, about the picture above, and to include the line, “Funny little thing, aren’t you?” from Chris Hall’s A Sextet of Shorts.

I also wrote this for Teresa’s Story Starter Challenge, where the line, “I never thought that was possible” should be included in the story.

50 Word Thursday — Fools Abound

4E7B3CA4-F5AD-4485-855E-1E512081A60E“Fooling, fooling, too much fooling,” the painted-face man was shouting as he pranced around the fairgrounds wearing a fool’s costume.

A little girl ran up to the man and asked, “Are you a clown?”

“No,” he said, “I am a fool.”

“But you said there’s too much fooling,” the confused girl said.

“Look around,” he said, waving his arm in a broad, sweeping motion. “They are all fools. But they are all wearing makeup to hide their foolishness.

“But you’re wearing makeup,” the girl said.

“That’s because I’m the king of fools,” he said. “The most foolish of them all.”

(100 words)


Written for this week’s 50 Word Thursday prompt from Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith. The object is to write a story based upon the photo at the top of this post and to incorporate the line, “Fooling, fooling, too much fooling,” from Astrid Lindgren’s “Pippi Longstocking.” The story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.

50 Word Thursday —Blasphemous

Donald Trump Holds Campaign Rally In Mobile, AlabamaThey said that God wanted him to be president, that he was a gift to America from Jesus, and they began to worship him. As he achieved his political zenith, he declared it to be a crime to openly criticize him. It was considered blasphemous to even speak his name in any negative sense.

As a blogger, I thought I would be safe. But then some of my more outspoken fellow bloggers began to mysteriously disappear. Through April, May, and into June there was no word of John, Ross, Giles, and the others. They simply vanished from the face of the Earth.

I knew that if I wanted to avoid that same fate, I would have to be careful. I didn’t want to be labeled a heretic, which is punishable by imprisonment and possibly death. But I still needed to speak my mind on my blog. I would just need to camouflage my messaging in such a way as to avoid detection by the ever present thought patrol who searched the blogosphere for any blogger who dared to stand up to him.

A week later I was arrested for a critical post I wrote. I’m now in jail awaiting trial.

(200 words)


Written for this week’s 50 Word Thursday prompt from Kristian. Kristian’s rules:

  1. Completed piece must be in multiples of 50 words – maximum of 250 words. Anything is acceptable – poetry, story, anecdote.
  2. There will be a photo and a random phrase that I will take from the current book I am reading – you can use either or both
  3. Please pingback and tag 50 word Thursday, so I can do a summary.

The random phrase Kristian chose was: Through April, May, and into June there was no word of John, Ross, Giles, and the others. It was taken from “Outback Heroes” by Evan McHugh.

Here is the picture that was included in the prompt:759ddf07-a203-48ee-81b2-4377948f5ef2I couldn’t figure out a way to fit this into the story, so just imagine that this is the alley the narrator lived next to before he was hauled off to jail.

I also managed to fit in three daily prompt words into this dystopian tale: Word of the Day Challenge (zenith), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (heretic), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (camouflage).

50 Word Thursday — Hauling Boxes

b4db9377-63d8-470e-8af2-d177383aac86“It’s simple,” the man said. “All you have to do is carry these boxes from this house to the one at the top of the alley. I’ll give you five dollars for each box.”

I was out of work and really needed the money. There were maybe 20 boxes to be moved, so I figured sure, why not? A hundred bucks to move boxes. I estimated about 10 to 15 minutes each way and figured I could have all 20 boxes moved by the end of the day, no problem. So I got started hauling the boxes, one at a time, up the alley.

Although it was a simple thing to be doing, something strange was happening. Each box seemed a little bit heavier than the one before it. By the time I got to the tenth box, it was so heavy that I could barely lift it.

I hadn’t bothered asking the old man what was in the boxes. I didn’t think that was any of my business. But when the box was almost too heavy to lift, I had to see what was inside of it. I pulled off the tape, opened the flaps and looked inside. “Oh my God,” I screamed.

(200 words)


Written for 50 Word Thursday. This week’s prompt was provided Kristian Tales From the Mind of Kristian.

The rules for this prompt are:

  1. The completed piece must be in multiples of 50 words — maximum of 250 words. Anything is acceptable — poetry, story, anecdote.
  2. There will be a photo (above) and a random phrase from a book that Kristian is currently reading. That phrase is, “Although it was a simple thing to be doing, something strange was happening.” You can use either the picture, the phrase, or both.
  3. Please pingback to Kristian’s prompt post and tag your post “50 word Thursday.”

If anyone else feels like participating in this prompt, please feel free to do so and link back to Kristian’s post.