Circle of Death

 

She thought her spirit would glide gracefully amongst the living. Alas, she was a clumsy ghost, never earning her haunting license.#FP

— Sarah Brentyn (@SarahBrentyn) February 10, 2017

 

 

67 years after her death, she finally got accepted into the exclusive society of Spirits with Ennui when her grandson became a bored member.

— Sarah Brentyn (@SarahBrentyn) May 27, 2017

 

 

At the Afterlife Ennui Club, she created a tasty new drink. Sadly, the bored members banned it for having too many spirits. #SlapDashSat

— Sarah Brentyn (@SarahBrentyn) May 27, 2017

 

 

Fed up with death, she entered the reincarnation lottery, returning as a farmer famous for her prize-winning ghost peppers. #SlapDashSat

— Sarah Brentyn (@SarahBrentyn) May 27, 2017

 

 

Each tweet, alone, is a micro with beginning, middle, and end. But, together, they make a little story.

I can collect tweets and create a post. Normally, they’d be from different dates, have different hashtags, and be inspired by different prompts.

For this one, though, I wrote a few silly tweets yesterday to use as an example for the ‘Embedding Tweets’ post on Lemon Shark. (And it was fun…) 🙂

 

Cocktail Party

 

Fruit punch splattered her dress, the shimmering silver fabric stained with neon red splotches. She looked like a walking disease. “What the hell did you do that for?”

The man smiled, wiping his large hand on a cocktail napkin. “That drink wasn’t meant for you.”

No matter. He was always prepared.

Tugging his shirt cuffs so they peeked out a quarter inch, he glanced at the puddle under her feet. “You’re welcome. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

He patted the extra vial of poison in his pocket, pleased at how easy his job had become after just one kill.

 

 

Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

March 16, 2016 prompt: Just One – In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the idea of “just one.” If all it takes is just one, what is the story?

Okay, so here’s a perfect example of my #Tweets4Blogs idea. I was running out of time to get this 99 word writing prompt in on time. My six word story from Twitter sparked an idea and 93 words later…here we are. 🙂 The original tweet was:

 

  SarahBrentyn

“That drink wasn’t meant for you.”

#Tweets4Blogs

Need

 

Somewhere along the way, she lost the ability to hear her own words.

When she spoke, it sounded as if a nest of hornets had been disturbed. A hollow, distant, buzzing noise that made her head feel full of cotton.

But he heard her clearly.

He loved her and she didn’t understand it. Not the love or the words.

Her thoughts were lucid, though. She watched from afar as tiny fissures formed each day—slowly shattering her mind.

She needed him to see that this life was crushing her but, though he listened with undiluted love, he was blind.

 

 

 

This is a 99 word flash I wrote for my lovely and talented tweep, Katsyarina, who asked for more of my #1linewed.

The prompt was “need” and the original tweet was this last line. Thanks, Katsyarina. Lovely Poetess. ❤