Just in case the Muse stops by (leave breadcrumbs, it works) ask for her inspiration for reaction to the picture prompt below. I have included Kat’s instructions, the prompt, Kat’s reaction to the picture and my submission.
After writing your submission, go to Kat’s website. She does amazing daily posts, sometimes more than once a day. Her Tuesday roundup of stories will introduce you to other amazing blogs.
Twittering Tales #101 – 11 September 2018
About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.
A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.
I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.
Finally, have fun!
And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.
This week I’m revisiting an old theme. Book titles! Pick one or several and tell the story behind the book title. Or tell the story about the person holding the books. Don’t worry, I have gotten the old 140 character thing out of my system. You have a full 280 Characters this week (twitter’s rules, not mine 😉) to tell your tale. I found this photo at the Tampa Bay Book Recycling website. See if you can recycle one of these titles. I’ll see you next week at the roundup!
Twittering Tale #101 – 11 September 2018
The Best Kind of People
“They were the nicest people. Kept to themselves. Friendly enough. What do you suppose happened over there officer?”
“Why don’t you tell me ma’am.”
“Oh I have no idea. I could tell you stories now. But I don’t want to keep you.”
“Go ahead ma’am. I’ve got all night.”
Dad knew I was at the library and would be home by six. Ever since the neighborhood attacks, he has been a worry wart. I should have known he would come to pick me up. I shouldn’t have worn this shirt. Maybe he won’t see me before I get to the bathroom and wash off the tattoo.