Snow and Hope
What does this symbolize to you?
What does this symbolize to you?
Snow and Hope
A new six sentence story.
“Almost there, Sadie,” he breathlessly said to the bundle in his arms.
Spike leaned against a big oak, the bark cutting into his back, as he adjusted the body he was carrying inside a burlap blanket, easing the strain on his muscles, trying to balance his burden.
It hadn’t rained in these parts for weeks and weeks, since the change of the seasons, and Spike crushed the dry leaves with the footfalls of his heavy boots as he ambled on through the woods.
His view through the bare trees enabled him to see far into the forest, to the specific spot he sought, between the three white birches; he could even make out the pile of dirt next to the hole he had dug last night.
He reached the hastily fashioned grave and dropped the body in with a gentle thud, using his hands to shovel and his boots to kick the soil, filling in the hole.
He fashioned a cross out of two birch limbs and paused for a moment, remembering Sadie, his best and loyal friend.
Thank you, Ivy, for hosting the six sentence story blog hop each week. I’ve been a scarce participant for quite awhile – my focus is scattered and the words are hiding, but I promised myself I would participate in one of my favorite writing link-ups this week.
Good morning. Be thankful
Ok, I know it has been awhile. A long while. Not that I am not thankful – I am every day in so many ways. I guess I haven’t been feeling like sharing. That Nike tagline “Just Do It” is speaking to me so . . . .
Join me for a quick ten.
I’m quickly posting my Ten Things of Thankful in photos this morning after a fun and busy weekend.
Apparently I cannot upload pictures to my other blog, so its days are numbered. I am thankful this second (free) blog is available to share thoughts and musings. Thanks to Josie for hosting the quintessential blog hop.
Six Sentence Story. You can do a lot with semicolons.
Hi, everyone! I’m here to share a six sentence story using the cue cast. Bear with me. It has been awhile. I’m looking forward to reconnecting with other bloggers in this link up hosted by Ivy at Uncharted as well as the Ten Things of Thankful blog hop hosted by Josie. I like to do a little brainstorming, stream of consciousness prepping before I actually write (I do sound like the procrastinator I am, don’t I?)
Cast your fate to the wind
A cast in your glance – darkness cast Eyes that cast brain shadows
Broken arm cast
Cast of a play
Cast off your shackles, unnecessary clothing or possessions
Cast a look at the ____________
Cast your fortune
Cast your fishing line
To cast a mold
Cast on stitches to knitting needles
(lots of choices)
Monique had a thing for cleanliness, almost to the point of obsession. She was on the make up crew for her high school production of Wicked.
Each night, she smoothed green greasepaint over Elphaba’s skin for the performance, transforming the talented high school chorus member into the Wicked Witch of the West.
Monique’s fingers and nails were stained with the stuff and no amount of washing could remove the traces of emerald-colored makeup embedded in her hands; this embarrassed her, so she hid her hands behind her back or under her thighs when she was sitting.
She supposed it would take weeks of scrubbing until the green faded to yellow and her normal skin tone became visible again.
Tonight was the cast party and she was planning on wearing some fashion gloves to cover what was unconscionable to her; she wondered how Elphaba felt about a green face.
Source for image: http://www.cablecarcouture.com/halloween-archives-wicked-witch-of-the-west/
I haven’t posted anything all summer. This is the most recent draft I worked on during the month of July. I began a few six sentence stories, but never finished anything. I’m posting this as a transition piece to get back into the blogging/writing community. Hope you’ll stop by and say hi.
I haven’t been engaged much in the blogging world lately. [Even back in July I had slowed down] Paul shared the cue (STAND) from Ivy at Uncharted with me via Words With Friends so I thought maybe I’d give it a go from my current location.
The weather’s been a little snarky – yesterday was a shopping day. And today, well, we are eternally optimistic that the sun will shine. For right now we are huddled under towels and the umbrella utilizing our techie devices – phones, kindles and tablets. That’s the cool thing about us nerdy girls. It doesn’t take much to make us happy. Just some sand, sea, a good book and our connections to the other world.
And did I mention wine, drinks, and snacks?
And yes, I digress. In fact I digressed for a whole day. This is what the day is like today.
Nothing is swimming (pun intended) around in my mind that matches the venue.
And that’s it – nothing more.
Indulge me with this dangling conversation and I’ll
Let’s have some fun rhyming.
I chose to share a six line poem for this week’s six sentence story.
Eating a peach
While sitting on the beach
Is a sensory extravaganza for me.
There’s juice that is sweet,
That drips down on my feet,
And leads me to rinse in the sea.
Yes, life imitates art; or is it art imitates life? That always confuses me. Who said it was art anyway? Come join in the fun at the Six Sentence Story blog-hop sponsored each week by our friend Ivy at Uncharted.