#Writober Day 21: Invasion of Red Foxes

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by Sandy Skoglund

Sandy Skoglund’s images are so creepy because she actually made all of those foxes and created a real scene for her photographs. They look so real and fake at the same time. Her choice of color adds to the surrealism. She’s done many images like this such as green cats and swarming squirrels. If you’re interested in seeing more of her work and work of other great photographers, she’s included in the book Focus: Five Women Photographers: Julia Margaret Cameron/Margaret Bourke-White/Flor Garduño/Sandy Skoglund/Lorna Simpson.
This image makes me think of The Fox And The Hound because the foxes look so playful, but it also makes me think of Zoo by James Patterson and Michael Ledwidge which has been turned into a TV show Zoo: Season 1. In Zoo, the animals of the earth “change”. They become violent and start to exterminate the humans. I could see these foxes suddenly turning on those diners and having a nice meal of their own.

So what are these foxes up to? Did they change like in Zoo, or are they a new mutant species? They might have recently arrived from another dimension, perhaps a land like Narnia or Oz where animals can talk and the foxes are the bad guys. They might be aliens that arrived from another planet and took the form of the last thing they saw. Maybe they see color differently on their planet and thus can’t replicate color correctly. That could make replicating disguises pretty funny.

#vss very short story

When the first fox ran into the restaurant and jumped on the table, she thought it was fun and extraordinary. When the restaurant was full of red foxes, her soup didn’t sit well.

edited to fit in a tweet: A fox ran in & jumped on the table. She thought it fun and extraordinary. Now the room is full of red foxes. Her soup doesn’t sit well.

#OctPoWriMo

Today’s theme is Nothing Remains the Same

I think today’s image goes a lot better with the theme Fox and Foxy from day 19 and since I didn’t get a chance at the form prompt Florette (due to power outage that day), I think I’ll try it now. A Florette has a rhyme scheme and meter rules with a combination of both in the fourth line of each stanza. It should be a good challenge for the story of the invading red foxes.

Bad Date

When fox first approached, he was shy
He crept up close then hopped up, spry
He sniffed the plate then stole a bone
We thought he was a scout alone, but fox was sly

He wouldn’t look me in the eye
Rubbing his tail against my thigh
I bit my lip, began to suck
I swear he winked at and stuck his nose in pie

Then it came, his announcing cry
A thousand responses pitched high
The room flooded with fluffy tails
My date’s pallor sickens and pales, absent any lie

The fox, it stole his favorite tie
Another ate his last steak fry
“If we’re quiet they’ll let us be”
But we are far from being free “We are about to die”

Note: As with all of the poem-form prompts, this was a fun challenge. I did a mind map for Fox and Foxy and found the connections interesting. I also used the rhyme one rhyming dictionary for “sly” and found inspiration there. I love how the #Writober images combined with the #OctPoWriMo prompts have me writing story poems that I wouldn’t usually write.

 

#FlashFicHive

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graphic by Anjela Curtis

I have managed to finish a few of my #Writober stories this week which is exciting. So today may be a good day for hashtag games. Let’s see what’s on for Saturdays.

sat hashtags

graphic by Mica Scotti Cole

Themes:

#SciFiSat: No theme, but jfx mcloughlin @SciFiPrompt did put up the #Writober Day 1 image and I finished that story, so that’s convenient.
#SlapDashSAT – Any Lines/ No theme
I looked at a couple more and it looks like Saturday is a themeless free-for-all, so sharing lines entails picking the best lines. Nice.

I found a hashtag not on the list: #storysaturday and the theme is GHOSTS!

Happy Reading and Writing!

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#Writober Day 20: The Darwin Pool

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This guy looks like something that crawled out of The Darwin Pool. The Darwin Pool is what my friend and I call a tide pool at the ocean with weird looking sea life in it, like an albino tadpole looking thing or a creepy piranha with legs like our friend in the picture.

So how will this little monster fit into your story? Is it a new species? Are they invading aliens? Is it the latest pet craze? Share your ideas in the comments.

And don’t forget ti head over to #pessimisticmoustache. I bet you can come up with a bunch of isms to describe our little monster.

#vss very short story

When the fish started walking around, they looked like cute Ray Harryhausen creations. But then they got a taste for blood and they weren’t so cute anymore.

#OctPoWriMo

Desires and Remembering

Today’s prompt is a challenge to remember something that you really wanted and remember it with all the senses. I’m pretty sure I’ve never really wanted a fish with legs, but I’ll give it a go.

I haven’t written a haiku yet during #OctPoWriMo and something came to me, so here goes.

Walking On Land

A fish walks on land
It yearns for air without salt
but only knows thirst

#FlashFicHive

Question for your main character:

question for MC

graphic by Anjela Curtis

If my MC ends up being the walking, fanged fish, I’m pretty sure it hopes for world domination.

Happy Reading and Writing!

 

#Writober Day 19: The Blob

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photo by Maria L. Berg 2015

When this thing fist appeared on the ramp, I could not get my head around what it could possibly be. When I walked up to it, I thought it was a horrifying clump of eggs. But then I did some research. It is a colony of pectinatella magnifica. I wrote a post back in 2015 and titled it Inspiration: Stay Ready.

I think that sums up what I’m enjoying about my 2017 #Writober experience. My poems are more challenging and exciting because I’m blending a Halloween image prompt with an #OctPoWriMo prompt. And my flash fiction stories are sometimes being guided by an #OctPoWriMo prompt and a #FlashFicHive prompt. Inspiration is everywhere. Purposeful combinations of inspiration can truly develop creative idea.

That all being said, this image is all about The Blob.

#vss very short story

She poked it with a stick. The stick was consumed. It still didn’t appear to be alive. The blob on her foot grew until it was her size.

#OctPoWriMo

I didn’t have the prompt–fox and foxy–when I wrote my poem due to power-outage, but using my visual prompt, I think I covered part of the prompt; It’s playful, cunning, crafty and creative.

The Blob

All consuming
No discretion
A conjoined entity
Of mouths without minds

Surging, rolling, engulfing
You cannot escape
Growth exponential
of girth; not potential
A colony of wasted life

A sign of health? This monster?
Perhaps of wealth and greed, vile
It rolls over all opposers
Forcing them to join the bile
Dissolved to mindless absorbers in the pile.

The blob, it keeps on growing
Oozing through our towns and burbs
And everyone surrenders
Not a voice left to be heard.
Individuals dissolved as
The mass it wraps them in
To One Big Blob

#FlashFicHive

When it comes to music and writing, it’s weird for me. As a musician, listening to music can sometimes be more of a stressor than a release. Most of my songs were relevant for yesterday’s poem, but today, I think it will be fun to see if I can find the soundtrack for The Blob.

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Again, I can’t say how great it is to combine all of these inspirations. I just looked up the music for The Blob. First I got the music from the remake and it will probably be a good soundtrack for creepy, but then I looked up the soundtrack for the 1958 Title theme and it is so amazingly wrong, it might go into the theme-song of my life. So I found all this quickly on youtube, so I didn’t do any research, but . . .fun either way.

Sorry this is getting out so late, but again, LIFE. BE CAREFUL OF THE BLOB!

I can’t help myself. I have to add the song from Attack Of The Killer Tomatoes!

 

#Writober Day 18: The Uni-Pega-Monkey

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image by Joan Fontcuberta

Of course, this image makes me think of

The Wizard of Oz, the most horrifying nightmare of them all, pushed on young children as some joyous fantasy. Tornadoes and Kansas are real, you crazy adults!
But this monkey is even worse than what that every-holiday haunting movie professes. This monkey is horned. Is it unique like The Last Unicorn or is it part of an invasion about to swarm?

#vss very short story

Vestsious, the leader of The New Monkey Continuum, perched on an Easter Island statue to admire his kingdom. Soon he would conquer the world.

#OctPoWriMo

Everyone Went On Eating:

I feel like my previous palindrome was my best attempt so I’ll go with the theme. It’s a great theme. I wrote albums of songs about awkward family gatherings. Most of them had to do with Selective Memory. However, none of them had to do with flying monkeys with narwhal horns, so let’s see what happens:

The Horned Flying Monkey In The Room

When it flew into the room
You had just said, “That hurt my feelings”
She said it never happened
He wondered when you would get a real job
He shoved his mouth so full of mashed potatoes
he couldn’t answer any questions
and the baby hit his sister, hard
On purpose

When it flew into the room
You were staring at your empty plate
She was serving pork and steak
He was asking about the bank
He was chiding you for your tastes
And the baby threw his food on the floor
On purpose.

When it flew into the room
You were fighting back tears
She was poking at your fears
He was pushing Roth-IRAs for later years
He put his steak on top of your salad
And the baby was kicking the table
On purpose.

By the time anyone noticed it was in the room
You stared at it curiously
She said she didn’t see it
He threw his plate at it
It swooped down and pierced his neck with its horn
And landed on the baby’s head
On purpose.

 

#FlashFicHive

flashfichive day 18

graphic by Anjela Curtis

I hope author Diana Rose Wilson answers my request on Twitter. I can’t wait to see what prompt she gives me. I hope it goes well with Uni-Pega-Monkeys.

It does! It does! Diana got back to me right away with the prompt: How did you get that scar? So perfect. Horned flying monkey is a great scar story.

Bonus Inspiration from Wattpad

Wattpad’s Mystery Headquarters is having a Trick-or-Treat story contest. They offer 2 prompts:

  1. Trick or treat! It’s Halloween. You’re home alone. The doorbell rings. You open. What happens next?
  2. Trick or treat! It’s Halloween. You’re out trick-or-treating and you knock on a door. Somebody or something opens. What happens next?trick-or-treat

Stories have to be between 1,000 and 2,000 words and published on Wattpad with the #halloweenmystery by 11:59 GMT on Halloween night.

I started a trick-or-treat story to go with this image from last year’s #Writober. I might take a look at it and finish it for the contest. Of course many of this year’s #Writober images would also work well with these prompts.

So many fun stories to write.

Happy Reading and Writing!

#Writober Day 16: Shiny, Shiny Lure

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‘Drowning Salvation’ by Matt Dangler

I love the concept of this image, a creature that evolved to trap its prey by appealing to their impulse to help someone. Kind of like the Ted Bundy of water monsters. This image makes me think of Jaws. It also makes me think of the angler fish in Finding Nemo.

The monster looks like a jolly sort with a nice personality. Maybe he or she wants to tell his or her side of the story.

#vss very short story

The monster was having trouble finding food. No one was willing to help someone drowning in this lake anymore.

#OctPoWriMo

Losing Your Fears and Tears

Today’s prompt is perfect for #Writober and pairs well with the image prompt.

Pick one of your fears and have a conversation with it. I think I’ll contemplate what my sea monster fears, after exploring some of my own fears: like helping a drowning person who turns out to be only a lure for a hungry water monster.

Conditioned Fear

Why do you haunt me in the darkness
Make it impossible for me to sleep
Why do you linger at my pillow
Keeping me from rest that’s sound and deep
Why am I conditioned now to fear you
Images of life enjoyed before
The dreams that always bring me near you
Are a torture that my waking self abhors

Your over-active mind, it calls me
Wanting things to return to before
You hate the pain when you awaken
But in the silence you beg me for more
It is not me that you’re fearing
But whether your soul he will keep
And if your tired eyes that are seering
Will close and get stuck in the deep.

 

#FlashFicHive

flashfichive day 16

graphic by Anjela Curtis

If I do write today’s story from the perspective of the monster, how would I fill in the blanks? Let’s try a few:

Apathy was the main reason I left Lake Eerie. People just turned away from my lure like they didn’t see that hand begging for help.

Nessie was the main reason I left Loch Ness. That girl needed her space. She did not like to share.

Raw sewage was the main reason I left the waters of Victoria, B.C. I mean, who’s going to dive into that, even to save someone. It was gross.

How will you fill in that sentence?

Have a great day of reading and writing!

 

#Writober Day 15: The Hill Has An Eye

An altered photograph of an eyeball looking out of a hill.

Joan Fontcuberta

This image, as my title suggests, made me think of the horror classic The Hills Have Eyes. It also makes me think of the wonderful faux documentary Troll Hunter and that super creepy mind-altering underground man-eating mushroom X-files episode Field Trip (Season Six episode 21).
How would your character or characters react to coming across a giant eye in a hill, in the ground, in the forest? Or is the hill with an eye your character?

Wanna try your hand at pairing some isms with this eye? Join me over at #pessimisticmoustache.

#vss very short story

Today was different. Today, Earth’s eye had opened and she did not enjoy her view. The ground began to quake and the oceans boiled.

#OctPoWriMo

Theme: Fighting The Urge To Vomit

The suggested form for this provocative prompt is a storytelling poem. I think this could probably work with our visual prompt. One might feel the urge to vomit when they encounter a disembodied eye in a hill. I really enjoyed the storytelling poem The Croft and Dalton Cats. I’ll use it as inspiration for today’s poem.

The Eye

The earth quivered with a sigh, when
From the hill emerged an eye, then
It moved to stare at me and
I stood still as a tree.

It moved slowly without sound, when
I felt a signal through the ground, then
I thought I knew its voice and
It said I had a choice.

It warned me of a comet, when
I fought the urge to vomit, then
The eye became the hill and
The wind tickled wild dill.

The choice the monster gave, when
It emerged from deep its grave, then
Showed me all life’s fate and
Sunk away to mitigate.

Was to join it in its bed, when
All life on earth was shed, then
Repopulate the earth and
Eternally give birth.

Or watch as the comet comes, when
Life’s destruction total sums, then
Be no more of eternal matter and
I clearly chose the latter.

I am so glad I’m doing #OctPoWriMo. I wasn’t sure how I was going to write a poem with Fighting the Urge to Vomit, but with my #Writober image and the inspiration of Edward the Killer Carney‘s storytelling poem, I came up with something unique and fun. Thank you everyone for all the inspiration!

#FlashFicHive

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graphic by Anjela Curtis

This is a great prompt to get some words out into the world. For those of you that have been reading these #Writober posts, you know I write a #vss very short story for each of the picture prompts. I post most of them on twitter with the hashtag #vss but there are other places to post your #microstories as well.

is posting his tweet-long stories at #vss365 with a word prompt. Today’s word appears to be “signal”.

Here are some more you can try:

#microfiction        #140novel        #tinytales        #microtales        #nanotales

I hope you’ve found some inspiration for today’s writing.

We’re already half-way to Halloween. Got your costume ready?

Happy Reading and Writing!

#Writober Day 11: Shoeless into the storm

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To and Fro by Teun Hocks

This is such a great story image. I have so many questions. Why did this man rush out of the house in the night with only a candle. Why didn’t he put on shoes? How is that candle staying lit?

You can see more of Teun Hocks‘s work in his books.

#vss: very short story

Fred always left his shoes on the porch. He never imagined the wind stealing them, forcing him to chase them through the storm.

#OctPoWriMo

Theme: Motion And Transfomation

I love that today’s alternate prompt is to use poetry magnets or words from a newspaper. I have an art book, actually it’s a copy of Mary Joe Frug’s Women and the Law (University Casebook) (Univerisity Casebook) that I found at a garage sale. I’ve been wanting to use some of the pages for black-out poems. I’ll try my first one for today’s poem.
Interesting side note: Women and the Law (University Casebook) (Univerisity Casebook) was published posthumously. Mary Joe’s murder has never been solved.

Women and Work

women and work poem

#FlashFicHive

Create a storyboard of images/words for a story.

day 11 fic hive

graphic by Anjela Curtis

This should be fun. I can do a pinterest board with the image prompt, poem, mind map, very short story and other images. Since I’ve already written today’s story, I’ll choose one of the previous images I haven’t written a longer story for yet.

Hmm, I think I’ll do a storyboard for Day 7 since today’s #OctPoWriMo prompt is about dancing and my very short story from Day 7 is about dancing.

Sorry this didn’t get out earlier. I have a cold and everything took forever today. I hope you find some inspiration here.

Happy Reading and Writing!

#Writober Day 9: Mastering Destruction

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by Gregory Crewdson

Gregory Crewdson’s photographs are set up like movie scenes and meant to tell a story. If you would like to learn more about his work and techniques, there’s a great documentary Gregory Crewdson: Brief Encounters. What story do you see in this scene?

Don’t forget #pessimisticmoustache! What isms would you use to describe the room and/or the man in it?

#vss: very short story

Frank was running out of time and floorboards. He wished he hadn’t put their prenup “somewhere very safe.”

#OctPoWriMo

Theme: Tapping The Ash Of Her Cigarette – This theme could go well with today’s photograph. She may have walked in on this destruction and lit a cigarette while contemplating what happened. Tapping the ash of her cigarette may cause an explosion, or the smell of tobacco may break him out of his trance and start a conversation.

For the poetry form today, the suggestion was palindrome. And though the explanation of the form at Shadow Poetry gave some nice examples, I came at it a little differently. I found a list of palindromic words and phrases and chose my favorites. Then I printed them, cut them out and arranged them. If it’s not the masterpiece I aimed for I blame–tons o’ snot–Here’s what I came up with:

Nostalgia

Looking back or back looking: a poem in palindromes

Bob
Borrow or rob
Liam’s mail

Dee saw a seed
Drawn onward
Dennis sinned

He did, eh?
Won’t lovers revolt now?

Evil Olive
Live not on evil
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live

Hannah
Lived on decaf; faced no devil
Satan, oscillate my metallic sonatas!

Was it a rat I saw?
Won’t I panic in a pit now?

Dumb mud
Doom mood
Too far, Edna, we wander afoot

Dr. Awkward
Maps DNA and spam
Mad as Adam

Was it a car or a cat I saw?
Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil, I wonder, ever?

Name not one man
Never odd or even
Todd erases a red dot

We sew
We few
No, tie it on

Naomi, did I moan?
I did, did I?

Sh…Tom sees moths
Nemo’s omen
No, it is opposition

Desserts I desire not, so long no lost one rise distressed
Drawn, I sit; serene rest is inward
In words, alas, drown I
Now I won.

 

#FlashFicHive

Finish the sentence with a story.

flash dic day 9

graphic by Anjela Curtis

After Marjorie left, Frank had a problem with handling her final words, “home wrecker!” They echoed in his mind and became an obsession, a mission, a quest. He got to work.

#JustCreateChallenge

April Taylor has posted the prompts for the week. This week is all about character building. The three words I would choose for today’s character are:

  1. bully, cruel, messy OR
  2. bland, coiled, meek

I hope you’re now motivated for a great week of creating!

Happy Reading and Writing!

More Fun Discoveries – #LitMag+ The Sequel

 

I received another acceptance letter this morning! The story I submitted to Speculative 66 called “The Scout” will be published April 6th. As I mentioned in previous posts, I enjoy writing challenges and having to write a story in such a small and specific word count is a great exercise.

The story they are publishing is a pared down version of a story I wrote a while back that a friend from my critique  group really likes. I thought of her while I reworked each word because I wanted to make sure she will still feel the same when she reads it.

After I submitted, I looked through my writing and found two more short pieces I had created through a writing exercise. I was in the mood and thought I would submit again in the future, so I worked them to fit the 66 word format. What made the exercise even more enlightening was that it was easier to edit the word count down than to build it back up once I had gotten to the core of the story.

ink-blot-logo Today, while enjoying the Wednesday Twitter chats: #writerslifechat, #creaturechat, and #storysocial, Allison Maruska was happy that she had a story up at The Drabble.

The Drabble publishes stories of 100 words of less. They have a great page that defines Drabble and they choose strong, interesting stories. I hope it will become a home for one of my very short stories. If you love  microstories, give them a try.