The Day the Cat Came

Elizabeth’s contribution to the challenge! Thank you for participating.

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Here’s another story from a writing prompt I did this week. The main guideline was to write for six minutes based on this picture: Thanks to Stine Writing! It was a fun idea!

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The Day the Cat Came

The cat had grandpa’s eyes, that’s all I knew, though no one believed me. I knew those eyes, had studied them my whole life and his had studied mine. We didn’t need to talk while fishing on the Green River, our looks were our words. That’s how I knew.

They said I was in mourning. They said it was a lack of sleep or stress. They wondered if I was depressed, too depressed, or sick. They said I just missed him so much, that’s why I saw my grandpa in everything living.

But that didn’t account for the sudden lightning storm that came without rain, and struck the transformers, knocking out…

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100 Word Wednesday: 171

100 WORD WEDNESDAYBIKURGURLWRITING CHALLENGE

a 10×10/Vocabularicon poem: https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/10/22/daddys-baby-boy-a-10×10-vocabularicon-poem/

Our Land is Life

We walk down the rows together tonight  
 
To find the treasures that grow in the field  
 
To bring us all out to the working land  
 
To support those who rely on the ground  
 
As the workers are sent quietly home 
 
The growers stand out to provide for us  
 
The ground offers golden life to enjoy  
 
The sun offers us health for life and growth  
 
We will praise the land for what it gives us  
 
We can all come together with nature.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 28 (FATE) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.

For: https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/10/21/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-28-fate-this-week-its-the-b-rhyme-line/?blogsub=confirming#blog_subscription-7

Integrity

When we sit upon our own shelf 

We look at our lives and our fate 

We wonder the time and the date 

It’s time to reflect on yourself 

Ponder like that creepy old elf 

Are we doing the right things now? 

Can we happily take a bow? 

Living a life with honesty 

Moving forward with clarity? 

“I’ll do what I must” is my vow. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Pepper Day Contribution!

Flash Fiction Challenge

October 22, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a spooky tale told around a campfire. It doesn’t have to include the campfire; it can be the tale. Go where the prompt leads!

Respond by October 26, 2020. Use the comment section below to share, read, and be social. You may leave a link, pingback, or story in the comments. If you want to be published in the weekly collection, please use the form.  Rules & Guidelines.

For: https://carrotranch.com/2020/10/22/october-22-flash-fiction-challenge-2/

The Popping Cinders!

We sat close to the flames. With each pop a cinder would be released; we would hold our breath to see where it landed. My grandpa had told me that when a cinder pops and lands on the skin, it is landing on the skin of a vampire. No one believed me. With each pop we jumped a little, hoping the cinder didn’t land on our own leg.  
Pop! 
The bright, burning cinder popped up into the air, made an arc and started coming straight back down, ready to land on….  
All I could do was hold my breath… 
(99 words)

©2020 CBialczak Flash Fiction