This is my attempt to get back into the loop of a really cool writing prompt called (look at the title). After reading and commenting on other authors’ works over the past week, I look at my response as a measure of the change in my thinking that may have resulted from my reading. If I read cozy mysteries (mostly, I don’t) my response should be like a warm, fuzzy blanket welcoming and pleasant. If I read authors writing in genres horror and thriller, my answer should resemble the threatening buzzsaw in your dreams.
To do this, I open the prompt and write about my immediate reaction. Not a lot of reflection, and that may appear obvious. Somehow, I got dropped out of the loop of following posts by the ever-inspirational Kat Myrman. I thought she had gone on vacation and wisely terminated (temporarily) all connections with the digital world. She has either returned from holiday, or she has always been here in stealth mode, hidden by the third world cloud attempting to conceal my access to the rest of the world.
This prompt launched my thoughts into climate change, and my tale is sarcastic. Attempts at humor using puns, wordplay, and subtle sarcasm (extreme sarcasm is rude) are difficult to appreciate if the reader or listener is not attuned to the possibility of such delivery. My tale this week comes from a personal belief, so this is a spoiler. Climate change is and has been happening. It comes from wasteful and irresponsible human use of resources. Dealing with climate change requires humble respect for the climate and making changes in human behavior. Positive changes will not come from wrestling climate change to the ground and imposing fixes which will cause … more climate change.
What follows are Kat’s guide to submissions (submitting is essential), her tale, and my thoughts on the photo prompt.
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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.
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.
Twittering Tales #146 – 23 July 2019
Cenote Cave in the Yukatan by mattiaverga at Pixabay.com
Sandra hoped to quell the nightmares that had haunted her for years in the cool waters of Ik Kil. As she floated in the pristine pool, the sound of drums and chanting filled her head. This place felt oddly familiar, terrifying, peaceful as she remembered she’d been here before.
Long Drought. Hands appeared around the edge of our world. Plants and shade appeared. A far-away voice, “Ready, turn on the tap.” Water flowed gently from several sources. The ground inundated quickly; water levels rose. Hope it stops before flooding. Man-made climate change.