Hello again readers.
Today’s Priorhouse Post has a weekly smile and two entries for Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction.
Combining the smile with the fiction because writing flash fiction brings a smile.
Also, some toilet paper memes (below) brought a smile last week.
Someone recently asked me what a top takeaway from the pandemic might be?
One thing I will remember from the 2020 pandemic is the toilet paper hoarding.
Also, did you know that a pack of toilet paper we bought last month had half the rolls missing perforations.
You would not think it was a big deal to “not” have perforations, but we realized that it does help to have them. A lot.
What about you –
What is something you will remember from this pandemic?
The Flash Fiction:
The Carrot Ranch challenge (here) for last week was to write a 99-word story about distance dating (any genre, era, or setting). Here is my take:
Title: Pedro is Here
Still don’t understand your commitment to Pedro – he’s 3,000 miles away. You see each other twice a year??
Listen Lisa, you might never understand how I approach love. Just thinking of Pedro is like the feeling of when a tooth stops aching. There’s more to love than physical connecting. We discuss art. Stories. We laugh at lines from shows.
Tolstoy said, “everything is, everything exists, only because I love”- and Pedro can be here without being here.
Okay, I won’t challenge the love you experience – but speaking of toothaches, think I need to see the dentist about this molar.
The Carrot Ranch challenge (here) for this week was to write a 99-word story about longboards. Here is my take:
Title: The Move
Movers came and went.
Packaging tape screeched across boxes.
“Yes, I want them.”
“Mom, you have another box already. One bedroom apartment, remember?”
“Okay. Charity then.”
Later, a mover held up an old skateboard, “Keep or Donate?”
“Keep,” we all exclaimed.
Unwrapping the cover, the wooden longboard was bent – clay wheels cracked.
In the 1950s, when ocean waves were flat, this longboard let grandad screech across land.
“Isn’t that how he scarred his arms?”
“Yup, clay wheels were dangerous.”
The house was completely empty now – but finding grandad’s long-lost longboard filled us immensely.
Okay readers, wishing you a great day!
Care to join in with the Weekly Smile?
Care to join in with the Carrot ranch 99-word Flash Fiction challenge?