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Feeding the Resistance: One Bunny at a Time

Why so glum?

Well … March came in like a lion, and it looks like it’s going out that way as well, not an effing lamb in sight; plus everything is so egregiously awful, how can you NOT be glum?

I just think about the Easter Bunny.  

For crying out loud, you’re a full-grown person!

Which is why I’m focusing on the Bunny, because, as Cormac McCarthy said “…you fix what you can fix, and you let the rest go,” and for me, snapping the head off a solid-chocolate bunny sounds like the perfect way to let go while plotting the revolution.

Aaah … Vive la revolution and the Bunny!

 

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It’s been awhile since I’ve written so thanks to the following for my inspiration. 

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what if the windmills are real?

I thrust my knife forward, but my foe is invisible in the darkness. That’s alright. I can wait.   

 Then the dark is pierced by light, revealing a nurse. The ugly one with the mustache and spider veins. Smelling like tabasco and beer.

 “You’re tilting at windmills again aren’t you dear? Let’s get you into bed.”

 I comply. I can wait. Her time will come.

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 Our challenge was to tell a story in 64 words using the following words:

 

NURSE

TABASCO

INVISIBLE

SPIDER

WINDMILL

MOUSTACHE

 

 

 

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The Neighborhood Watch

The woman sipped her tea and activated the live video feed. It was time.

The girl with the red hair was floating in the pool like that Disney mermaid. The agent strolled through the backyard. He stopped at the pool, clearly irritated.

Just then, the boy began to creep from behind the pillar. Then ran at a full gallop. A water gun exploded. The man landed in the pool.   

Another open house ruined. Those kids really don’t want to move.  

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Our challenge was to tell a story in 80 words using the following words:

CREEP

MERMAID

TEA

VIDEO

RED

GALLOP

AGENT

PILLAR

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The Grands First Date

Grandpa, do you remember meeting gramma?  

Of course. It was a blind date. Meaning I’d never met her. Not even a photograph. Then Betty opened the door. She was a vision. So beautiful. My heart was immediately full of love.

It was your heart that was suddenly full, was it? [wink]

Betty! Don’t be nasty.

That explains the “empty” gas tank at Lover’s Lake.

Betty! [wink]

[66 Words]

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Inspired by word prompts of VISION, FULL, and EMPTY, this little story basically wrote itself! 

 

 

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the fisherman’s flowers

Those are lovely. But strange. All alone. Wonder where they came from.

 It’s so he can find her.

 Who?

 The fisherman.

 Fisherman? What are you going on about?

 Everybody knows the story. He went out the day before his wedding. Never came back. I guess she cracked cause later she walked into the sea. Left her wedding bouquet on the shore, so he’d know where to find her. Just in case he ever came back. Ever since, her flowers show up every year.

 Oh no. That’s so sad!

 Hah! Got ya. You’re such a sappy sucker. They grow all over.

 (100 words)

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Thanks to Rochelle and Friday Fictioneers for my Fisherman’s FF inspiration.