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Come, They Told Him . . . December 22, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Special Events, Word Play.
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santa“I can’t do it anymore.”

“What?”

“Bounce around from house to house . . . like a  homeless ping-pong ball . . . with frigid moments in between.”

“C’mon, it’s only once a year.”

“Let them come visit me.”

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Trifextra Challenge:   This weekend, give us a pithy summary of your feelings about the holidays.  Your response need not be cynical or sarcastic.  We welcome all thoughts and feelings about this time of year ~ so long as you express those thoughts and feelings in 33 words.  Link up HERE.

Daily Prompt: Unpopular (Tell us about a time when you had to choose between two options, and you picked the unpopular choice.)

Hollow November 27, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Art & Photography, Life Lessons, Poetry.
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When we can afford anything,
nothing has value

Instead we dwell in
hollow existences paved
with good intentions

Riding a roller coaster
from elation to despair

Losing our self in
hollow Pyrrhic victories

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Written for this week’s Trifecta challenge:

Write a 33 to 333 word post using the following word/ definition:

HOLLOW (adjective):  lacking in real value, sincerity, or substance : false, meaningless <hollow promises> <a victory over a weakling is hollow and without triumph — Ernest Beaglehole>

Want to play along?  CLICK HERE

He Who Laughs, Lasts November 24, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Gratitude, Happiness, Nature, Word Play.
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Uncluttered desktops
And slim tidy files
Surfaces gleaming
Reflecting bright smiles

Walks on wide beaches
‘Neath blue-tinted skies
These are the things that
Make me feel alive

He who laughs, lasts
Say C~H~E~E~S~E!

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Written for Trifextra Challenge ~ My Favorite Things (33 words, no more, no less).

Aah . . . that’s better!

Existential Angst November 16, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Art & Photography, Humor, Word Play.
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“Let’s go.  I’m bored.”

“Bored?  How can you be bored in a museum filled with  depictions of our existential existence?  Look at the juxtaposition of these three shots . . .”

“Three words:  They. . . Are . . . Rubbish.”

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Written for the Trifextra Weekend Challenge.  To read the prompt, CLICK HERE.

Art, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.  

What say you?  Have you ever had a difference of opinion with someone about the intrinsic value of a piece of art, music, or writing?  

Who was “right”?  ;)  

One Line. Or Two. November 12, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Blogs & Blogging, Fiction, Word Play, Writing & Writers.
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Charts and optimal dates and preferential temperatures.

One line or two.

As if she could summon whatever it is that makes up the human soul as easily as she could a cab on a busy New York avenue.

Deirdre stared at the steady stream of urine, hands shaking as she readied to take the plunge.

Now. 

The cascading stream divided, water parting to flow with seamless effort  around the intruding stick.  If only life flowed around all obstacles with such ease.

Enough.  

Deirdre withdrew the saturated stick, her fate held in trembling hands.

One line or two.  One line or two.  C’mon.  C’mon.  C’mon.

One line or . . .          

Cal slammed into the bathroom.   Deirdre flinched and dropped the stick.  She watched it tumble away.

“Well . . . are you pregnant or not?”

“Not,” Deidre murmured, slumping to the floor. She grabbed the white stick.

Cal glared. “Next month, or I’m filing for divorce.”

Deidre stared at her clutched fist until his shadow disappeared. Footsteps clomped. She didn’t exhale until the front door slammed.

***

Deidre unzipped the packed suitcase stowed under the bed. She removed the signed divorce papers and tossed them onto Cal’s pillow.

I left you a long time ago, Cal.

One more look at the stick. Two lines. She zipped her suitcase, secret inside, and walked out the door without a backwards glance.

He’d learn the truth soon enough.

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For the Trifecta Anniversary Challenge, teams of two competed by completing a short story using the italicized prompt as a starting block.  

My contribution follows the italicized prompt.  Janna’s conclusion (green text) ends the story.  

Thanks for a great write, Janna.   Write on!

Inverse Proportion and Probability November 10, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Life Lessons, Word Play, Writing & Writers.
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Murphy:  The probability of “X” fluctuates in inverse proportion to our preparedness for “X.”

Goofy: Huh?

Murphy: If you don’t want it to rain, bring an umbrella.  If you do, don’t.

Goofy: Gotcha!

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Trifextra Weekend Challenge:  Andy Rooney created something called “The 50-50-90 rule: anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there’s a 90% probability you’ll get it wrong.”  We want you to give us your own probability equation.  Use whichever numbers suit you, and make it about whatever you like, but give us something to think about.  In 33 words, of course.

BTW:  I realize there are no numbers in my “probability equation.”  Blame it on Murphy . . . “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.”  ;)

Aah . . . that’s better!

Naked Zombies October 27, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Poetry, Synchronicity & Mystery, Word Play.
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Credit: Zora Neale Hurston

Naked zombie roams
Haiti, shivering with cold
Dusty feet shuffle

Across cobblestones
Moving to and fro, water
in blood beckoning

Groans escape parched lips
Twenty years under still ground
You’d be thirsty too

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Trifecta Weekend Challenge:

In 1937, a naked woman was found limping through the streets of Haiti, unable to identify herself.  

The woman was later identified in hospital as Felicia Felix-Mentor ~ a woman who had been dead for nearly twenty years.

A real live . . . dead zombie!  :shock:

 Care to play along? Visit Trifecta Weekend Challenge for the Spook Scoop.

Aah . . . that’s better!

Related posts:  Zombies and Morality (Eric John Baker ~ Clawing At The Keys) * Zombie Apocalypse (Barbara Gildea) * Zombies (Draug) * Halloween Fever (Me Me Me Me Me) * First Day (Hypothetically Writing)

Wham Bam . . . Shazam! October 20, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, Word Play, Writing & Writers.
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Walking deserted
sands.  “A magic lamp!  I want
a million dollars.”

Done!  “And a Jaguar
convertible.”  Poof!  A car. 
“Now, genie, make me . . .

IR~RE~SIS~TI~BLE
to women.”  Shazam!  You’re a
box of chocolates.

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Inspiration: a long-standing joke about the magical propensities of chocolate.

Image Source: Wikipedia ~ Jinn (in Public Domain)

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Trifecta Weekend Challenge:

The Monkey’s Paw, a short story by W.W. Jacobs, is about the strings that come with granted wishes.  We are asking you to write 33 words exactly about three wishes that come at a high price to the wisher.

Care to play along?

I Wish October 19, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Fun & Games, Humor, Word Play, Writing & Writers.
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I wish . . . I knew what makes people tick.

Man!
That ticks me off!

I wish . . . life was less challenging.

Ho hum.
Been there, done that.

I wish . . . I were a million miles away.

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Trifecta Weekend Challenge:

The Monkey’s Paw, a short story by W.W. Jacobs, is about the strings that come with granted wishes. We are asking you to write 33 words exactly about three wishes that come at a high price to the wisher.

Care to play along?

Illustration ~ In 1990, NASA captured this image of Earth from the Voyager 1 spacecraft as it wandered around the stars, 4 billion miles away.

A Stand Out April 10, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Fiction, Fun & Games, Humor, Life Lessons, Word Play.
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“You’re a scandal!”

I grinned, “Don’t you mean, scoundrel?”

“No.  You’re a scandal . . . your conduct offends propriety and morality.”

“Propriety . . . smietry.  They’re just mad that I won’t conform to the norm.”

“What’s wrong with conforming to the norm?”

“Nothing . . . if you’re a sheep.  B~a~a!” 

“Aargh!  You’re impossible!”

“Oh, I’m moving up in the world.”

“I’m serious.  You need to . . . “

“I need to what?  Do what they want me to do?  Be who they want me to be?  No thanks.  Life is too short for that type of nonsense.”

“It’s not nonsense!  Don’t you care what they think?”

“About me?  Not a bit.  What they think of me is none of my business.  Besides . . . I don’t look good in pink.”

Stop trying to fit in when you were born to stand out.

Aah . . . that’s better!

Related posts:  Trifecta Challenge ~ Scandal * Talk of Tombstone (Janna)

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