Author: Tina Stewart Brakebill

Haiku & Other Poetry, History, Random Rants, tutto e niente

on adverbs and outrage

Tina Stewart Brakebill

truly, madly, deeply … a song

truly, madly, deeply … a movie (with Alan Rickman!)

truly, madly, deeply … a partial list of adverbs to be avoided if you want to be a “real” writer (according to conventional “wisdom”)

truly, madly, deeply … a partial list of adverbs that inadequately qualify and/or modify how truly, madly, and deeply angry I am this week

truly, madly, deeply … #youknowme

truly, madly, deeply … a haiku

a song sung fiercely

truly madly deeply felt

demands to be heard

truly, madly, deeply …  WE WON’T GO BACK 

Many things inspired these random ramblings and specific outrages including Linda’s SoCS challenge to start my post with an adverb.

Not sure this is what she had in mind … but stream of conscience it is.

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Image from breakingthroughtheglass.com/2018/02/02/feminism-types/

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Still She Persists

Tina Stewart Brakebill

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the steps rise steeper

as her tomorrows decline      

yet still she persists

 

 

I saw Helene’s What Do You See Challenge directly after reading the news of yet another infuriating decision to exert control over women. I am struggling to retain hope for a future where (as a woman) I am considered to be a person not merely a vessel to be used then tossed aside. So this is as hopeful as I can get this morning.

And to all those who insist on sticking their business in my uterus, I say …

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Flash Fiction, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Just Following Orders

Tina Stewart Brakebill

Its big eyes just stared unblinking for a minute. “What do you call yourself?” the Fawn said at last.

Its tone surprised me. Such a soft sweet voice it had! Oozed like honey. Regret briefly crossed my mind. I pushed it back. “Doesn’t matter.” I replied. “I’m just following orders.”

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Photo by izhar khan on Pexels.com

This 50 word piece of Flash Fiction was inspired by the 50 word Thursday Challenge. Hosted this week by  Tales from the mind of Kristian

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
  • HAVE FUN!

Here’s the picture

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And here are the words:

`What do you call yourself?’ the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had! – Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

The End: Metaphor or Simile?

Tina Stewart Brakebill

Metaphor? Simile? Musing as she stared. The future is a swirling suck hole. The future is like a swirling suck hole. Same diff. Either way we’re doomed.

Metaphorically tipping her hat to end-times, she cranked Bikini Kill.

Drowning out the lie. “Fear not we come in peace.”

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I clearly am reveling in the dark this week! Thanks to Kat’s Twittering Tales Challenge for inspiring this 279 character story.