[A group story via THE HAUNTED WORDSMITH]
“It’s in your blood, hun.”
His mother’s response to the announcement that he was leaving home echoed in his ears. He knew she would be supportive, but he never expected to feel both exhilarated and let down at the same time. They were close, and always had been, but a little part of him now felt she had already let him go years ago. Pushing that thought from his mind, Eric picked up his loaded backpack and set off for the adventure of a lifetime. With one last hug and long look at his old life, he …
… began walking down the familiar sun-dappled path toward town and the bus station. Eric still appreciated the quiet, peaceful beauty of the old trees as their leaves donned autumn’s colors, but his mind was elsewhere. His imagination conjured up images of vibrant city life, the music, the lights, the faster pace. He’d have to get a job, of course, and was prepared with various resumes. He couldn’t wait to begin his new, exciting life, and was so preoccupied with these thoughts that he didn’t hear the rattle as he stepped over the log…
To be continued
I tag Fandango!
Finish the Story #6, 11 August 2018
AUGUST 11, 2018
THE HAUNTED WORDSMITH
This week I created a new little game based on something I used to love doing in a group. One person starts a story then another has to pick up the story and add to it, then hand it off to another person, etc. until the story is complete. This would/could be extremely fun in a blogging situation since we all have different approaches. So, I am going to put this out there and hope you guys want to play along. Previous games are still out there, but once they are finished, I will compile the story and list of authors so everyone can enjoy.
Copy the story below as it appears when you receive it (and the rules please)
Add somehow to the story in which ever style and length you choose
Tag only 1 person
If you choose to not participate or finish the story, please comment/tag this post so that I know.
A trio of today’s prompts reminded me of some favorite tunes. Who says we have to wait until Sunday to poast our musical delights? ✨🎶🎵🎶💫
Linger by the Cranberries
You know I’m such a fool for you
You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do have to let it linger?
(Songwriters: Noel Anthony Hogan, Dolores Mary O’Riordan)
Atlantis by Donovan
Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be,
Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be,
Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be.
(Songwriter: Donovan Leitch)
These Boots Are Made For Walkin’ by Nancy Sinatra
You keep lyin’ when you oughta be truthin’;
You keep losing when you oughta not bet;
You keep samin’ when you oughta be a’changin’;
Now what’s right is right but you ain’t been right yet.
These boots are made for walking
And that’s just what they’ll do;
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
(Songwriter: Lee Hazlewood)
Huntington Beach Pier, 2015
I wonder what this bird is thinking about as he gazes over the vast, foggy ocean.
[Bushes, green, tree]
Huntington Beach, California. Central Park, February 2018.
This is a bit late, sorry. Thanks for the fun photo challenge! I’ll get right on the next one and be caught up.
So many have stepped up
To fill the big bloggy boots
Of the Daily Prompt
That it’s become a snakey
Of new words to shake
In the tumblers
Of our minds.
It’s hard to navigate
All the great poasts
In order to find
The perfect word
To choose for today.
I’ll have to chill a while,
Grab a coconut lime drink,
Imagine a tropical isle,
And see what transpires…
A big thanks to all who have joined the prompt parade! I hope to participate in everyone’s eventually.
I had a sad this morning to read that the Daily Post is going to disappear after this month. No more prompt words for poasts or photo bloggery, boohoo. I was late to the game, but I really enjoyed it when I participated, and I found lots of cool new blogs via the links. The site won’t go down, so we can still poke around and grab old prompts (which I’ve done on occasion anyway), but it’s not the same.
Disappear makes me think of ghosting, the trendy new word for dumping someone sans explanation. I have a novel in progress titled Ghosted, which is a complicated version of this concept, and it takes place over a few decades, involving the mafia, DNA testing, and a trip to Aruba (ear worm alert!). If you think I can’t conjure up a trip to Aruba out of my imagination, complete with a rock & roll band and mafia hit men, when I know nothing about any of that, then you don’t really know me at all, do ya? DO YA?
Of course it’s not totally out of my imagination ~ I do a whole lot of googling. They use me, I use them. We have a very symbiotic relationship.
But in order to get to that novel, I first have to finish my book of connected long short stories that I’ve been working on forever and a day. Got distracted with stuff and things. Life happens when you’re making otter plans.
Point is, I will miss the Daily Post. So long, and thanks for all the fish.
The Daily Prompt: Disappear
First the tide rushes in
Plants a kiss on the shore
Then rolls out to sea
And the sea is very still once more
“Ebb Tide” by The Righteous Brothers 1965
Photos by me 2015
The Daily Prompt: Tide
Posted in Music
I haven’t done a new themed playlist in a while and I need some halps. Please add your favorite nutso song in my comments to this list I’ve started, K? Feel free to put a YouTube link for our lazy listening pleasure. Thanks! (And no offense meant to actual wackos.)
Lunatic Fringe (Red Rider)
Crazy Little Thing Called Love (Queen)
She Drives Me Crazy (Fine Young Cannibals)
Crazy on You (Heart)
Crazy for You (Madonna)
Crazy Love (Van Morrison)
Crazy to Love You (Leonard Cohen)
Brain Damage (Pink Floyd)