Six Words Say It All

A literary arts organization I follow on Facebook occasionally posts, “In six words or fewer, write a story about…” and people reply with their miniscule stories. Fun thing to share! Here is the prompt from yesterday:

In six words or fewer, write a story about a first time.

  • The butterflies danced in my stomach.
  • “I can do that!” Then did.
  • On stage: terror, then euphoria.
  • Wrote six-worded story, this one.
  • Earth far below, she leapt forward.
  • She felt the secured rope knot.
  • Tentative at first, I surrendered.
  • Extreme trepidation buoys my intricate preparations.
  • Blood ruined my silver sharkskin pants.
  • Downy wings unfold, bravely stretching skyward.
  • Time of death: six forty-five.
  • The students parted seas while walking!
  • Hesitantly approaching the door of hope.
  • Mother called me, I was busy.
  • Screaming. Cut. Painful. Crying. Messy. Laughing.
  • Ouch.

Monday Moment

From the “Awwww….!” Files:

mama and babes in hsOn Thursday morning staff and students arrived to the high school to find a mother duck and her newly hatched ducklings at the main entrance.

A call was made to the non-emergency line at Fire and Rescue. An engine arrived with some very capable “duck catchers”. The firefighters gently scooped up the babies in a box. Mama got nervous and flew off, but then came back and followed the fire fighters as they slowly carried the box with the ducklings to a nearby retention pond behind the main parking lot. Everyone was cheering.

Mama duck had other ideas. Within an hour the family made their way through the parking lot and back to the main entrance. This time, a quick call was made to the PAWS Wildlife Center. Their expert opinion was that mother duck knew that there was water on the back side of the school campus and that is where she wanted to take her family. To oblige mama duck, a new plan was hatched.

A creative writing class and some staff members were recruited to create a silent “human wall”. The front and back door were opened and mama escorted her brood through the main entrance and out the other side to the back of the school. Mama and her babies waddled their way to a safe location and everyone at the school is very happy.

Another R.Sativus Original

My bloggin’ buddy, R.Sativus recently invited her blog followers to request a custom-made greeting card. Already an owner of another of her craftwork, I happily jumped at the opportunity to add to my collection.

BTW, April — You are welcome. I enjoyed TBP immensely and often miss it. Next time I’m “in between jobs,” I might just have another go at it. In the meantime, keep being inspired by whatever crosses your path (…that goes for all of you!)
XO LRose

RSativus original


Untitled-1 copyThe Facebook Meme asked:
“Ever experience a glitch in the matrix?”

The replies are as follows…

MLD – One time I was in a small café in [city/state]. A group of chatty high school girls walked by. I found them annoying. A couple of minutes later they walked by again, going in the same direction, still chatty and still annoying.

BFS – [city/state] is constantly glitching. I lived there for nine years. It’s an energy field thing.

RW – I have indeed. God put me on the wrong side of Central Park when I was late for work one time.

BH – I experience déjà vu a minimum of a couple of times a month for as long as I can remember.

MH – My matrix has been stuck on the “blue screen of death” for ages.

CN – Is it like an intestinal thing? If so, then yes.

BH – Possibly. When I lived in [city], there was a route I used to run regularly. One stretch would curve around, and climb, and double back by a wooded area I passed a few minutes earlier in the opposite direction.  One day I saw an old cabin in the wooded area and thought it was funny I hadn’t noticed it before. The next day it wasn’t there, and never was again.

EMW – I know how this sounds, but it happened. I encountered and spoke with a man I knew reasonably well from time to time at work. We weren’t friends, but we worked in the same building and had known each other for several years. I hadn’t seen him around for a while, but that wasn’t uncommon. We didn’t always work the same shift. Later, I found out that on the last day I saw him and said hello, and he said hello back to me, calling me by name and I called him by his name, he’d actually passed away three months earlier. It was an unnerving experience and brings to mind the Shakespeare quote, “There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

RT – Left my body, rewound time, played it back, and then re-entered my body. So, there’s that, I suppose.

RG – I am the glitch in the Matrix

An R. Sativus Original

For those of you who followed The Blog Propellant (TBP), you are familiar with regular participant, April, author of the blog, R. Sativus-A Radish in the Rough. Recently, I was in need of April’s professional service as an engraver, and had the pleasure of working with her. It was such a treat, after these several years of following each other’s blogs, to get a chance to talk!

She told me she was throwing in “a little something special” with the item I ordered from her store. If you follow her blog, you’ll know she recently purchased a wood burner (I Heart Driftwood Chips), and now I am in possession of an R. Sativus original wood burned driftwood chip with my blog handle and a little rocket, commemorating my TBP mascot, “Rocket Guy.”

I just had to respond in kind…

Rocket Guy’s got a brand new payload!