Tag: creative writing

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

the hitchhiker

Tina Stewart Brakebill

She had been looking for a sign. Was this it? Had the cosmos spread out a tarot reading just for her? She tried to decipher its message, but she was distracted. The man hummed as he cleaned the window shield. What was that song? It seemed so familiar, but the melody struggled against the discordant squeak of the squeegee. She looked at the wall again. Danger. Caution. Dead End. The signs seemed clear. But then she recognized the tune: Let it Go.

Instead of walking away, she opened the car door: “Thanks for the ride.”

Surely, a girl-dad was safe.    

 

6 September 2024

 

 

Random Rants, tutto e niente

Fibbing Friday

Tina Stewart Brakebill

This week’s Fibbing Friday was fun!

As Di noted: Something a little different this week courtesy of Jim Adams who has been inventive in making up words and asks us to describe what these, if they existed, are or could be used for.

  • Antiplixen: the right-wing movement against adopting a plixen (public library information xchange) approach to k-12 educational reform.
    • As part of their efforts to push for school privatization, the antiplixens launched a TikTok campaign demonstrating the dangers of arming public-school students with information.
  • Mortangru: an archaic word for over consumption of alcohol.
    • Look o’re yonder, Silas gone mortangru. He’ll be hurtin fer sure come morn.
  • Clydearum: when a person is obsessed with Clydesdale horses.
    • You’ll never get Tammy away from the TV now. That Budweiser commercial is on next and you know she’s never gotten over her clydearum.
  • Monogrifrt: A social media trend that claims that all mono audio sound recordings originate from one Deep State source.
    • Stupid Sheep. Still Listening to that “american” life Monogrifrt podcrap.
  • Ulangabop: TikTok dance craze, circa summer 2024
    • Kamala’s ulangabop was bussin’
  • Krixashobie: New Anti-Social Anxiety (or maybe eczema or diabetes-it’s hard to tell) Drug
    • Side effects of Krizashobie include shortness of breath, anxiety, swelling of the hands and feet, and death.
  • Xgreapey: Generation Z describing Generation X’s complaints about being ignored
    • Don’t get salty. Why ya have to be such a Xgreapey.
  • Knobweg: A popular insult among middle school boys in the 1970s.
    • That’s not what your mother said last night, ya knobweg.  
  • Betalafil: Dating App for Non-Alpha Males
    • Find your perfect equal non-domineering partner on Betalafil!
  • Dvpslyaran: The indigenous peoples at the center of the popular Fantasy series, “The Moons of Dvpslyaria.”
    • The Dvpslyaran had watched in horror as their largest moon splintered into pieces and the blue water covered their beloved land.
Fibbing Friday 26th July

 

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

I see a budding bloom

Tina Stewart Brakebill

I see a budding bloom

wafting in the breeze

Its petals beckon to the bees

like the newly wedded groom

I see a budding bloom

 

Gazing towards the trees

a blossom hopes to please

Like the new bride’s swoon

I see a budding bloom

 

Night comes in like a tease

And the flower feels unease

But under the light of the rising moon

I see a budding bloom  

Image is courtesy of Reenas Xploration Challenge via Japanese Artist Raku Inoue.

I was inspire by this image and dverse poets ballata poetry form challenge. I’m not sure if I like my finished product, but it was a fun challenge! Thanks!

Poetry Form: Ballata
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #340

 

 

 

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

the watchers

Tina Stewart Brakebill

They think I can’t see them for what they are. Just because other people pass them by without a thought. Or if they do look, they complain about “spending tax dollars” on public art or wonder if “it” means “something.” Then they just keep walking. But nobody says, “Hey these weren’t here yesterday.” I don’t know why nobody else remembers that. But I do. They’re watching us. I don’t know what they are but now I’m watching them. I can wait too and I’ll .…

Tommy! What are ya gawping at? Come on! I’m hungry! Mom is gonna leave us!    

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PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox

Thanks for the inspiration to Rochelle and Friday Fictioners! 

14 June 2024

 

 

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Elvis Alive!

Tina Stewart Brakebill

 

Humpty Dumpty fell

And the crash was heard by all

Still, they said, don’t tell 

False flags and footprints

Just like that infamous bell

Preexisting cracks

A story to sell

Elvis alive in freefall  

Spinning carrousel     

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This is in response to two different challenges. One was to write a nine-line verse with this rhyme scheme: a b a c a d a b a, with c and d unrhymed.  

The second was to address the notion of the Mandela Effect. I’m not sure if this qualifies, as it’s a non-narrative way to riff about some infamous (or ridiculous) notions, including conspiracies about 9/11, school shootings, the moon landings, and Elvis, but here it is.

 Visit both challenges by clicking below.

Poetry Form: Magic 9

 

Mandela Effect