Twittering Tales — The Letters

57EC81B1-96E3-4D91-97F5-55F413B946D4“Here!” she said, dropping the bundle of letters on his desk. “Keep them or toss them. It doesn’t matter to me. Everything you wrote in them is bullshit. You said you loved me, begged me to wait for you. I did. But you’re not the same man you were when you wrote these. Goodbye.”

(279 characters)


Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Suzy Hazelwood at Pexels.com.

M is for Monetize

FA498330-24D7-4C45-969D-3286237640C7You love blogging, right? You put a lot of time, effort, and energy into your blog, and you’re proud of it. I bet you’ve even said to yourself at some point, “How cool would it be if I could make boatloads of money from my blog?” I know I have.

A lot of bloggers dream about being able to quit their day jobs and to make enough money blogging to live on. But the hard truth is most of the millions of bloggers today don’t make enough to support themselves just with their blogs. One survey I came across indicated that, of those who attempt to monetize their blogs (i.e., make money blogging), 81% never make even $100 from blogging. And the vast majority of bloggers who try make just pennies per day.CDB8DF21-34C8-4870-874D-A6225DFACDFAThere are schemes that people use to try to make money blogging. There are ads, or click bait, where you can make small change if people who read your posts click on ads that appear on them.

There is “affiliate marketing,” where you can earn a commission on a sale when your readers buy products or services companies.

If you have a specific niche or expertise, you can offer courses or coaching for which you can charge fees.

You can sign up for subscription services like Patreon, where you can offer memberships for “patrons” to gain access to your creative content.

Or you can be like me, someone who blogs because he loves blogging and has no interest whatsoever in trying to monetize his blog.


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Weekend Writing Prompt — Market Love

E7273C02-D1EB-4ED1-BD9A-661C626E391CPeter Piper picked a peck of peppers. He pickled his peppers, put them in jars, and took his pickled peppers to the seashore to sell them at market.

Sally was at the seashore searching for seashells. When she collected enough, Sally took her seashells to sell them at market.

Peter and Sally fell in love at the seashore market.

(59 words)


9C096BFB-84EE-4CF7-BB8D-1D9661BB8BEB Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “seashore” in exactly 59 words.

MLMM Photo Challenge — Perspective

A1F11D05-638A-4FD1-B492-492950D4C439”Delores, I’m crazy about you,” Kyle said. “There’s nothing about you I don’t love. In fact, I’m head over heels in love with you.”

“I feel the same way about you, Kyle,” Delores said. “But from my perspective, at the moment you’re actually heels over head in love with me.”


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Photo credit: Google.

Time To Write/Tell The Story

8708F05E-E327-4F5C-A6BF-02FAECD2F178Denise had a love/hate relationship with camping. She loved the idea of getting away from the hustle bustle of city living and heading out to paradise to commune with nature. But she hated having to deal with critters, ranging from bears to raccoons to snakes. And most of all, she hated bugs, especially spiders. They terrified her.

But camping was her husband’s passion. If he could, he would be very happy selling their nice, comfortable home and moving into a large tent or a yurt in some secluded spot in the forest next to a bubbling brook. He would occasionally get irritated at Denise over her indifference toward camping. So, in order to promote peace and harmony in their household, Denise had agreed to go camping once a month. She felt it was worth the sacrifice to hold their marriage together.

Unfortunate, that all ended on their last camping trip when Denise was using the campground outhouse to do her business and a humongous spider crawled up and sat staring at her with its eight nasty spider eyes. Denise ran screaming out of the outhouse and told her husband that she was never going camping again.

“But this is paradise,” he said.

Denise looked at him and said, “Yeah, paradise lost.”


This post was written the Tell The Story prompt for which Melanie, at Sparks from a Combustible Mind, tagged me. Also for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write, where the prompt is “love & hate.”

Also written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (paradise), Your Daily Word Prompt (indifference), Word of the Day Challenge (worth), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (lost).