Pulling up to the front door of the building we knew we were in for quite a weekend. Marble steps with gold railings leading up to a huge open foyer, all marble with a huge crystal chandelier in the center. A fountain splashed water of every color as the bulbs coursed through all the colors of the rainbow. We thought when we signed up for the Couples’ Retreat we would be in shoddy cabins with port-o-potties placed far enough away so as to not cause anyone discomfort. This was the exact opposite! Who would’ve ever thought the retreat would be held in such a beautiful location! This was something which would surely rekindle the flame between Marcus and I. I mean,how could it not?
Debbie couldn’t understand why there was a “No Swimming” sign at a public beach. If you weren’t supposed to swim what were you supposed to do? Not only could she not understand the sign but she saw a few teenagers swimming not that far from the sign. This meant they either didn’t care what the sign said or they really didn’t see it. Debbie figured it was probably the first thought, that they just ignored it.
Slowly she laid her towel and put her bag at the end for her headrest. It was hot and the water looked so inviting. Debbie didn’t know how long she would be able to sit here and not go into that refreshing water.
Finally, Debbie decided that just putting her feet in wouldn’t hurt; that certainly couldn’t be called swimming. She walked to the edge of the water and looked back over her shoulder to see if there was anyone around who would tell her to get out of the water. The beach was empty. Debbie stepped in and felt herself sinking into the sand. It was sucking her in. What was this? Quicksand? Oh why didn’t she just do what the sign said!
The Haunting of Gallagher Hotel by K.T. Rose is a twisted tale of good versus evil in a hauntingly good ghost story that will keep you turning pages until the end. Rose went to a new level of haunting in this novel.
Riley is a server who has been asked to work for a one-night gig at the Gallagher Hotel. She is one of the few on a concise list of people invited to this special event and she has no idea why the owner asked for her. During the first few minutes on the job Riley is introduced to a handful of special guests including Chris who has plans to work a short stint before grabbing as many treasures as he can and heading to Mexico. With a cast of characters that is quite diverse the evening is set to be memorable for everyone.
I give this story 4 out of 5 stars for its ability to keep me turning pages with new surprises throughout. Some of the plot twists get confusing because there are so many lives intertwined, but overall, the plot carries you through for an eye-opening look at justice and truth in the eyes of a greater being. This story is definitely a must-read for any ghost hunter!
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Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
*Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.
I love music and I know the words to songs that would probably surprise most people who know me but I don’t know singers’ names or groups…well not a lot of them. So I wanted to participate this week and googled words to find a song. This is what I found……
They say there's a troopship just leaving bombay, bound for old blighty shore
Heavily laden with time expired men, bound for the land they adore.
There's many an airman just finishing his time, there's many a twerp signing on.
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless 'em all.
Bless em all, bless em all, the long and the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones,
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cause we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless 'em all
They say if you work hard you'll get better pay
We've heard all that before
Clean up your buttons and polish your boots
Scrub out the barrack room floor
There's many a rookie has taken it in, hook line and sinker an 'all
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all.
Bless 'em all, bless 'em all, the long and the short and the tall,
Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones,
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons,
'cos we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless'em all
Now they say that the sergeant's a very nice chap, oh what a tale to tell.
Ask him for leave on a Saturday night and he'll pay your fare home as well.
There's many an airman has blighted his life through writing rude words on the wall
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all
Bless 'em all, bless 'em all, the long and the short and the tall,
Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones,
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cause we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless'em all
Nobody knows what a twerp you have been, so cheer up my lads bless 'em all
“Don’t you have a backbone?” I don’t know how this means that you have guts! And how does having guts make you stronger? Don’t all people have guts? Does having guts mean you are careless since you might try stuff other people won’t? If you “have no backbone” how are you surviving? When I think of no backbone I think of jellyfish but then I wonder how anyone can say that a jellyfish is a wimp? Have you ever been stung by a jellyfish? They might not have a backbone but they sure do get you good! This then makes me think of all the other things that don’t have backbones but that could still kill you, like a snake. Do spiders have backbones? I don’t think so but they sure are brave going wherever the hell they want regardless of who cares or not.
This week is Engineers Week, dedicated to the field of engineering and inspiring people to become involved in the field. We’re joining in the celebrations by dedicating this week to everything engineering in fictional worlds.
Who is your favourite fictional engineer?
While most engineers like to use their skills for good, some of them don’t; which “mad scientist” engineer caught your attention?
In fandoms, engineering expands into new (and usually weird) fields; what one would you like to learn?
More importantly; who’s teaching the class?
Famous engineers are often depicted in fandoms, which has been your favourite portrayal?
Which fictional engineers would you like to see team up for a mega engineering project?
Well, this will be quick: Up until probably my mid-twenties I honestly thought an engineer was someone who drove a train. Okay, laugh all you want. You would love to know that I was super confused when my best friend told me her husband drove trains in Boston; he was hired to be an engineer. My son wanted to be a mechanical engineer. He would have been great.
Rules of the hop: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word. Return here, link your post Wednesday night through Saturday late… Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers
Marcus knew his plans to take Billy to the rodeo were solid and it would be a great day with his son. He had everything prepared and the only thing left to do was pick Billy up at his mother’s house. After the flawless pick-up, the two were on their way to the rodeo at the old arena downtown. Billy loved the time with his dad and knew the rodeo was going to be a great place to go. Unfortunately, Marcus spent most of the time looking for Billy who got lost in the shuffle at the entry gates. He had never felt this kind of fear in his life; luckily Billy was a bright kid and knew to sit in one place until he was found.
When you arrive Place a call Wait for an answer Wait for the fall Sit down and ponder What happens next Turn off your volume Send your last text Sit for a minute Sweat it all out Waiting is torture Its what life’s about
