Showing posts with label Wednesday Writer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wednesday Writer. Show all posts

Saturday, May 11, 2013

WWBH Blog Hop Photo Prompt - May 08, 2013

Thought I'd try posting this one from my phone using voice type.  Of course I am cheating a bit,  As a bulk of the code comes from our host this week Carrie over at www.chasingrevery.blogspot.com

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My favorite part - I have a winner to announce!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://sallys-scribbles.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Sally&nbsp;@ Sally Scribbles!!</a></span></div>
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Congratulations! I'll send you a note and you can let me know if you have a button or if you would like me to make one. We'll have it up by next Wednesday. :D</div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Last week's prompt produced some amazing creativity. I have the proof right here:</span></div>
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<a href="http://davidbastiani.wordpress.com/2013/05/05/contains-strychnine/" target="_blank">Contains Strychnine</a> by David Bastiani</div>
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<a href="http://scottywattydoodlealltheday.blogspot.com/2013/05/four-yearsa-short-story.html" target="_blank">Four Years</a> by Scott Taylor</div>
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<a href="http://anne-writersspace.blogspot.com/2013/05/of-books-and-fighter-planes.html" target="_blank">Of Books and Fighter Planes</a> by Anne Organista</div>
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<a href="http://sallys-scribbles.blogspot.co.uk/2013/05/the-power-of-books.html" target="_blank">The Power of Books</a> by Sally</div>
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<a href="http://jottingsandwritings.wordpress.com/2013/05/06/my-wwbh-story-may-01-2013-books-and-more-books/" target="_blank">Books and More Books</a> by Tena Carr<br />
<a href="http://vickipaulus.blogspot.com/2013/05/writer-wednesday-blog-hop.html" target="_blank">Untitled</a> by Vicki Paulus<br />
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Fantastic! There are lots of new and old faces this week, and all the stories are wonderfully matched to Leanne's great photo choice. :)</div>
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On to this week's prompt - first, the rules.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">1) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">3) You have until next&nbsp;Tuesday to link up your post.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4) Link up with your blog hostess (<a href="http://theworldofmyimagination.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Nicole</a>,&nbsp;<a href="http://chasingrevery.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Carrie,&nbsp;</a><a href="http://jottingsandwritings.wordpress.com/" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Tena</a>&nbsp;or&nbsp;<a href="http://leannesype.wordpress.com/" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Leanne</a>) when you’re done via the inLinkz linky below.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flo<span id="__mceDel">w.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">This week's photo is&nbsp;</span></span><span style="line-height: 18px;">courtesy</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">&nbsp;of <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/usnationalarchives/7158016968/sizes/z/in/photostream/" target="_blank">Flikr Commons</a>:</span></span></div>
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The 5 must-use words:</div>
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butter</div>
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evil</div>
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wardrobe</div>
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rescue</div>
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ballroom</div>
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And a quick plug - Don't forget about Flash 500 coming out on Friday via Amazon!! :-)</div>
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See all the unique takes on the prompt below and link up your own.</div>
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Wednesday, April 3, 2013

My WWBH Story - April 03, 2013: A Strange Light (yeah I know it's late)

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Miranda shivered  as she stepped out into the chilly air from the warm cozy restaurant that she had been sitting in moments earlier.  She stood for a second outside, her gaze pulled to the large lake nearby.  She felt the call, a summons really, impossible to ignore.  The wind blew lightly and the grass rustled quietly around her as Miranda made her way towards the lake's edge.
Suddenly the wind stilled.  A strange white light streaked across the sky.  Miranda stared at it mesmerized, unable to look away.  The light wrapped around her, surrounding her.  The thought came to Miranda that this strange phenomenon  should frighten her, that she should be running away or at the very least screaming.  Strangely, though, she felt completely at peace.   A feeling of warmth and love seeped through her, the touch strangely familiar.

Suddenly a guy who looked like he belonged in the middle ages appeared in front of her - tall, dark, and undeniably handsome.  A sword hung by his side, the blade glistening brightly.

"It was you" Miranda claimed, "You were the one I felt calling me"  She could not explain how she knew this, only knew that it was undeniably true.

"Yes, indeed it was me." the man spoke his voice soft and melodious, an air of old world charm.  "I need your help"  He spoke simply without embellishment.

"Whhhy me?" Miranda stammered.  "I'm nobody, just a simple school teacher.  There's nothing special about me."

"I know your heart,  you have a certain repertoire about you for having unconditional love for those truly in need of it.  I know you are the best one for the job"

"What job?" Miranda asked.

"It involves one of your young students, Bethany".  Miranda's mind went to the quiet little girl who rarely spoke and didn't seem to be comfortable with anyone, anyone except for her that was.  "There is about to be great sadness in her young life and her life will be in grave danger." the man continued.  "She is comfortable with so few people.  You are one of the few she has warmed up to.  That is nothing to trifle at."

"But if you know this (Miranda didn't event think to question how he would know of these things) why can't something be done to stop it"

"Some things cannot be changed" the man said simply.

"So what is it that I'm suppose to do?" Miranda asked.

"Trust me," the man answered, "You will know."

"But....."

The man simply leaned forward, brushing his lips across her forehead.  "You will not be alone.  I will be with you protecting both of you"   The man shimmered, fading away.

"WAIT!!!" Miranda called ou but he was already disappearing the, strange white light from earlier re-appearing.  The light once again surrounded her filling her again with warmth.  Then, just as suddenly as it appeared, it was gone leaving Miranda feeling strangely bereft yet, at the same time, filled with a sense of purpose.

The words used in this story:  guy, repertoire, restaurant, blade, trifle

WWBH BlogHop Photo Prompt – Wednesday April 03, 2013

Today is gonna be a busy blogging day (darn to bad there's not another word for day that starts w/ "B" - then I'd have 3B LOL). I've got several blogs in my mind for today (2 blog hops, a "random topic", plus I need to catch up on the tweetalong transcript (that one posts on my Eapicoalerts blog (on WordPress) that I've been doing for the Arlington PD pretty much since they started doing them last year. That's what comes to the top of my mind.... So stay tuned.... But for now, without further ado The Wednesday Writer Blog Hop for this week with Nicole Pyles

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Ha! I still managed to fit in the letter "C" into our weekly writing prompt.

Anyone else really glad it's the weekend soon? Oh wait, it's only Wednesday. But we're close!!

Before you get started, make sure to drop by the stories from last week -

The Wooden Roller Coaster by Cindy
Adventures at Dusk by Scott Taylor

Aren't they awesome??

So, just to recap, here are the rules -

A reminder and rundown of the blog hop rules:

1) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story

2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.

3) You have until next Tuesday to link up your post.

4) Link up with your blog hostess (Nicole, Carrie, Tena or Leanne) when youíre done via the inLinkz linky below.

5) Have fun, donít stress, let those creative juices flow.
And here's the fun part! Here is the photo for this week -
The Casino Disrepair and Despair 2005

And here are the five words -

Cork

Violin

Seesaw

Toilet Paper

Composer

Oh, I'm so excited to see what everyone comes up with.

When you are ready, post your link below!

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Blog Hop Photo Prompt Reveal - Rainy Day at the Donut Shop

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"Ughhh, look at that rain" Monika complained as she re-arranged the assortment of donuts in the display case for about the fiftieth time that day, Monika.  There didn't seem to be anything better to do.  She'd already wiped down all the counters and cleaned the backroom - twice.  All the donuts had been finished and the outgoing orders had been filled  & delivered.  In fact the driver had gone home hours ago.    

When Monika had arrived into work that morning, her boss (and best friend) had warned her that it would be a busy day due to the aerial show taking place that weekend.  Munchkin Donuts, Where Monika worked, was also offering the choice of an all day - allzone  bus fare or a $5 gas card with the purchase of two dozen donuts.  Unfortunately one of the other workers who was suppose to be coming in that day had had to call in because her daughter had come down with the flu, so it was only going to be Monika and her boss working today along with the baker (who had also left a few hours earlier after he'd finished with the baking.
 
Steady rain had been falling since early afternoon and the influx of customers they had that morning had begun to trickle till there was hardly anyone coming in the door.  The morning had started out pretty good and sales had been high, which was  a good thing because they were definitely falling this afternoon.  At present her boss was in the back working on paperwork for the nights deliveries.

"Look" Monika's boss (who had just come up front from the back office) stated, "The rain's stopped.  Just then a whole bunch of customers came through donut shop's doors.  "Maybe now we make a profit huh?!" He replied as he took the first customer in line.

"How can I help you ma'am?" she asked of the next customer in line as she shot a quick smile to her boss.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Blog Hop Photo Prompt: Cholesteotoma

Didn't get a chance to post the WWBH announcement this week (think it was from last  week also)  as I was busy catching up from my trip to Arizona (May try to put up some pictures I took).
This week Leann Sype (Writings and Ruminations) took a stab at the WWBH reigns and did an awesome job!!

If you haven't yet seen last weeks entries, here they are:

Okay so here it goes

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Mandatory words:  lobster, remote control, luggage, ears, exam

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Sandy had always loved the rain, loved to run & jump through the puddles in  her lobster red rainboots holding her yellow with red polka-dot umbrella (if she bothered to remember it that was)...  Her mother always scolded her about going out in the rain without her ear-muffs and jacket hood on.  Sandy hated wearing those ear-muffs - Hated how they felt on her ears.  And the hood of her jacket meant she couldn't feel the rain on her hair and face the way she liked.  Now there would be no more running about in the rain, not for a very long time - Maybe forever.

A few weeks ago, after a particular cold and rainy day that Sandy had been running around in, she had gotten an ear-ache that quickly turned into an ear-infection.  The ear infection hadn't been bad at first, "we should be able to treat it with antibiotics" the ENT had said at the first exam, but the infection had gotten worse and refused to go away.  Finally, stronger antibiotics killed the infection but the doctor still had more bad news.

"it looks like the cholesteotoma is back.  Sandy still remembered all the surgeries she had had to have it removed and the medications afterwards -yuck!  The doctor wasn't finished yet.... "I'm afraid it's worse this time.  The cholesteotoma has grown even bigger than last time.  If we don't get it treated right away there's a good chance Sandy could go completely deaf and there's also a chance that it could extend into her brain."

Surgery was scheduled and Sandy and her mom were given instructions to check in at the hospital early the next morning.  Sandy's mom had helped her pack her purple and pink luggage bag with her favorite stuffed horsey from her Aunt Teri and blanket from her Gma Nonny. 

Now she lay on her hospital bed playing with the remote control that moved the bed.   The medicine she was given earlier already starting to make her groggy.  "We're ready to take her down to surgery" the orderly, who had just entered the room, said after checking her chart and bracelet.

Note: The story, for most part, is fictional - but parts are based on truthy.  I actually did have cholesteotoma as a child.  Mine was caught early on but apparently it can, if left untreated for long periods of time, eventually cause hearing loss and (in rare cases) affect parts of brain or even cause death.  I was lucky in that I only ended up with some hearing loss.  Also, I actually do have an Aunt Teri (who have me stuffed horse when I was little);  And a Grandma Nonny (actually Nonny), from whom my last gift (before shed died) was a robe (not a blanket).

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Thank You Nicole Pyles for doing our weekly Wednesday Writer Blog Hop - Photo Prompt.   Glad to have you back in the laptop/computer world

I hope you all will join in the fun and submit your story. Looking forward to reading them :-)

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This time I get to post the weekly prompt (and soon, I will get used to having a laptop enough to join in...I promise).  A special thank you for my co-hosts, Carrie K Sorensen, Tena Carr and Leanne Sype for having so much patience during my time of laptop-lessness.

And here's the awesome writers from last week's writing prompt! Make sure to go by and read their amazing pieces!

Snow by Randy Lindsay
The Call by Stella
John Buck Thompson by Scott Taylor

Even though rules were meant to be broken, you must follow ours (especially to be considered for our monthly contest) -


1) There will be one photo, and five words - both of those elements must be a feature in the brief story you create.
2) There is also a 500 word maximum.
3) You have until the next Wednesday to create your post.
4) When you have finished your post, come back here and link up below and let me (Or whoever your blog host is) know in the comments that you have done so!
5) We were going to tell you to not take this too seriously, but reconsidered it because we know full well that asking writers to write something means that they will take it seriously. So, take it seriously, but don't fret/panic/pass out/hyperventilate/lose sleep/run in fear over it.

And make sure to grab a blog hop button if you're loving the prompts!

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Now, for this week's photo:


Ajar by Gavin Turk


The Five Words:

Parking Meter

Stomach

Magazine

Chart

Olive

Oh boy, I have a good feeling about this one. 

When you have you're post ready, get yourself linked up below! Get those creative engines going!

Woooo!


Wednesday, December 5, 2012

WWBH: December 05, 2012

This week we've got Carrie over at Chasing Revery taking a hold of the reigns...  Take it away carrie...

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Who won this week?

I'm going to save that for later this time. ;)

First, let's take a look at last week's story submissions.

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I have to say, the thought of my son and dog inspiring those stories .... haha. :) It was lovely. And I have more for you this week.

Keep an eye on the rules:

1) There will be one photo, and five words - both of those elements must be a feature in the brief story you create.
2) There is also a 500 word maximum.
3) You have until the next Wednesday to create your post.
4) When you have finished your post, come back here and link up below and let me (Or whoever your blog host is) know in the comments that you have done so!
5) We were going to tell you to not take this too seriously, but reconsidered it because we know full well that asking writers to write something means that they will take it seriously. So, take it seriously, but don't fret/panic/pass out/hyperventilate/lose sleep/run in fear over it.

The photo for this week.


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The words for this week.

Needle
Wisdom
Planet
Beach
Scandal


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And, finally, the answer you've scrolled all the way down to see. This month's ad winner is:


Congratulations! We will display your button for the next month. If you have a button already, please send it my way. If you have a photo you would like me to use to make your button, let me know that by Friday. Otherwise I can work from scratch.

Everyone else (not to exclude Heather) get to writing. It may be your blog up to win next month's prize.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Blog Hop Photo Prompt Reveal - Home-Made Business


 
Beverly watched from her kitchen window as her son, Jason, headed towards the path that he always gook when waking the families only dog. They had had two dogs but the other had died recently due to Iron Poisoning. Beverly couldn't believe how fast her boy was growing up. He was small for his age, but was big enough now to walk the dog to a nearby park on his own. In the small town in which they lived, where everyone new everyone, Beverly felt comfortable in allowing her son to go there on his own. Normally, Bench (whom Jason had named because he had found him, as a small pup, huddled under a bench one full-moon night) would be allowed off his leash to run once at the park. Bench was very well behaved and always came back with just the slightest whistle. But Beverly had given Jason the rule that unless she (or his father) was with him, Jason was to keep Bench on his leash at all times. As far as Beverly knew Jason had always followed this rule. Beverly continued to watch. Soon dog and boy were out of sight. Beverly went back to making another batch of honey-bread. She had been making bread most all morning to fill orders she had gotten both from local town folks as well as some from neighboring towns. Beverly made her special bread using homemade honey from the families very own bees. She remembered being a bit fearful of dealing with bees at first and had let her husband Brian take care of the bees. Beverly was still a little nervous about getting honey from the combs and preferred to let her husband gather the honey. But she had found that, if needed to, she could do the job. Many of Beverly's neighbors and friends had raved about her Honey-Bread saying that she could easily sell the loaves they were that good. Beverly wasn't so sure at first, but figured she had nothing to loose in giving it a go. The first dozen loaves she had made had sold quickly and there had been orders for even more. Beverly began to think that just maybe something would come out of her love for baking. She knew that the family didn't really need the extra money from selling the loaves as they got by just fine on Brian's income, and even had a little left over at the end of the month for a "fun fund". But they didn't have extra money to put aside for Brian to go to college and she figured the extra money from selling the bread could go into a University Fund for Brian to use for just that when he got older.