Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #89

The image below is from Renate Vanaga at Unsplash.

“Yeah, Marcy, it’s me. I’m parked outside the coffee shop. They are so far up each others’ asses that he doesn’t even notice me parked across the street. What a cheating asshole!…..I know I’m only here for another minute, I want to get a picture. There is no way he is telling me I’m the crazy one……Yeah, well when I have this photo in my hand and his suitcase he can call his new girlfriend for a place to stay!…..Ew, you should see her! The wrinkles! She has to be about ten years older than him, either that or just aged really poorly!….Haha! Right?!?!?!…..Okay, let me get a picture and get out of here before he sees me. Dumb ass. Even I can see my car in the friggin’ reflection! What a scumbag. Well, he’ll have a surprise waiting for him on the front lawn!….Yup, all his shit!…Okay Marcy, I’ll call you later, bye.”

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Wordle 479

deny, endure, trim, laugh, stretch, grand, dry, singular, triumph, wilt, crack, foil
https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/10/25/wordle-479/

The Cat Wins Again

The Cat in the Hat could deny it no further  
the amount of action he endured had to stop  
 
He tried to trim time to save kids from boredom  
He’d laughed and stretched out like an old, musty mop.  
 
In the grand scheme of things, the cat sounded right  
It was his dry sense of humor that children don’t get  
 
But they still loved the cat with his infamous tricks  
And upon a high pedestal that cat was soon set  
 
With each singular joke that the cat tried to play  
the children would crack at his jovial wit.  
 
The cat he did triumph the times that they played  
Along with this cat these children stayed fit.  
 
The parents would wilt at the sign of his coming  
and try to foil his full day of plans 
 
But the children were having too much fun now to stop  
Like playing a telephone with two empty cans.  

So they kept on and had fun despite parents fear 
The cat was just innocently being a sport 

The parents bowed their heads, knowing they lost 
and allowed him to stay without any retort.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Vault: Weekend Writing Prompt

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/10/24/weekend-writing-prompt-180-vault/

I’m helping you….

Open the safe 

Open the vault 

Take all the money 

It’s never your fault. 

Take all the money 

Hurry up run! 

What did you say? 

This isn’t real fun? 

Why are you worried? 

Why are you scared? 

It’s not a big deal 

It’s not like I cared. 

Go ahead and cry 

I will just say goodbye 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

From my desk: 10/24/2020

Hello! It has been a busy week and it flew by. Yesterday, Friday, I didn’t get to any of the writing challenges that I usually do. I will probably go back and do them anyhow because they are fun. Like Fibbing Friday! https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/10/23/fibbing-friday-23rd-october/

So, I have a question I am hoping someone might be able to answer…
I published some children’s books through Page Publishing which is a vanity press. I decided not to renew my contract for my first book because 1. I don’t sell many and 2. I want to make revisions but to do so through them it is way too expensive. Now, what happens if one of my books sells on Amazon or somewhere else? I was getting royalties through Page but if I don’t have a contract anymore, now what? I guess I could ask them but I thought I might contact my WP world first.

I picked up my new cabinets today for my kitchen. I went to this Outlet store and the cabinets were only 1/3 of the price of Home Depot and they are better quality. Now to get them installed….I have a guy but I have work to do to get the kitchen ready for them.

I just finished reading the book Tea with Rasputin and posted my review. I was just so amazed with how it ended, I thought it was great. Just saying…

Peace to you all! I hope you are all staying healthy and safe…I read there have been a lot of earthquakes around our globe.

Pop in anytime for a hello!

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #43

Our paint chip words and phrases are cabin in the woodsdeviled eggscottonAquariusblossomshowtime, and night owl. The bonus angel card is trust (plus it has a cute unicorn on it that might make its way into someone’s poem). Use however many of these words and phrases you want. I don’t plan to use them all this week, just to mix things up a bit.

Now it’s your turn to write a poem on the theme To Night. You can write a letter to Night, like I did, or perhaps an ode.
https://anotherfearlessyear.net/2020/10/23/paint-chip-poetry-prompt-43/

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Tea with Rasputin: Book Review

Tea with Rasputin by Rolf Richardson is a realistic fiction story that sends you on a journey around the globe with many twists you will not expect. From the UK and US and on to the Soviet Union, Richardson’s history lesson leaves you understanding some implications of running an international business. 

This story is based around a British airline company and the people it chooses to employ, with many subplots filling the pages. Terry is fresh out of the British army and new to British World Airways based in the United Kingdom. A well-known and respected pilot, Greg Wilton has disappeared. Not having anyone immediately available, except Terry, who is new and at “the bottom of the barrel,” he is sent to find Greg Wilton. Greg’s reputation is positive, and he has been successful so far; this could be a position Terry might like someday down the road. For now, Terry will find his niche in the US and then in the Soviet Union, proving he is a trustworthy, hardworking employee for BWA. Terry meets people along the way that help him try to find the missing pilot and most stay close for the rest of his adventures. Setting up successful airport locations is Terry’s primary job with BWA, allowing him new opportunities with his family and a successful career he builds on his own.  

I would give this story three out of five stars for its relatable characters and realistic plot. The pace of the story is slow to start and drags on a bit throughout the entire book leaving you anxiously wondering what will happen next. It has many interesting insights into employment with an international company, as well as intrigue and deception. Despite its drawn-out content, the book is worth reading with an ending that is worth every minute. 

©2020 CBialczak Book Review

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

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