Tale Weaver #129: Around The House 20.07.17 – Woody’s Story


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This week’s task: Weave a tale from the perspective of an object, say something around your house, or within the broader world.

The name’s Woody. I’m a wooden spoon in Lucky’s utensil drawer. You know the one with the spoons and graters. My best mate the slotted spoon lives there along with Gyro the bottle opener and Knuckles the nut cracker.

I’ve had my face in more stews and casseroles over the years than you’ve had hot breakfasts.  My face after ten years is showing its age, a bit mottled but with loads of character.

I’ve always been Lucky’s preferred spoon. I think it’s because I’m easy on the eye. Not every wooden spoon is easy on the eye. Some have that hard look about them like they’d rather be anywhere but in your hand stirring the gravy. Other spoons he’s bought over the years just can’t stand the pace of his kitchen. They come to an unhappy end, usually breaking in half, and so out they go. Good riddance I say, if you stand the heat in the kitchen then keep moving on. Though in their case it’s the compost.

Lucky is a simple guy, he cooks simple, but he cooks most nights. Some nights he doesn’t need me, and I get to stay with my friends all clean and tidy.

Other nights it’s a big production number, and I find myself in and out of a few pots and pans. I don’t mind, for me it all about being needed and doing the job.

I have a thing for when he tastes his cooking. He dips me into what he is preparing and when he puts me to his lips, man oh man, but I go all a flutter. I can never get over it, it makes me feel whole like my life’s purpose has just been realised. It’s a buzz every time.

Tonight, he’s doing some spaghetti sauce, I can see he’s chopped up a few vegies to go in the mix, I like a good spaghetti sauce I have to say.

Better be off, time to get to work, he needs me ‘cause these meals don’t cook themselves you know.


Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/07/20/tale-weaver-129-around-the-house-20-07-17/

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Love Your Writing

Well worth reading as it says so much about what our attitude to writing should be.

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I have a confession to make: I like the stories I’ve written; the short stories for my current project, my random drabbles, the novel I’m working on, pieces I’ve written for writing challenges. I find myself smiling, laughing, feeling giddy, content, and sad when reading them. I enjoy reading them.

Do I think they’re perfect and don’t need any more work?

Absolutely not.

Just because they’re not perfect, just because they could do with more editing, more revising, more work, doesn’t mean that I can’t enjoy them, or that I should hate them. I’ve noticed that there’s a trend of always hating what you’ve written, never being content with it, and never admitting to liking your own work. Why is this? It doesn’t make any sense to me not to love your own work – it’s yours, you created it all by yourself. It is the product of your…

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Writespiration #124 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 29 – Bull in a China Shop


This week tell your story using dialogue only.


“It’s a mess isn’t it.”


“How did he get in here?”

“Someone left the door open.”

“Well he made a fine job, every piece smashed.”

“Even the Ming, the Ming, the precious Ming

“What will mum say do you think?”

“Mum will say..”

“Never let a bull in a china shop?”


Written for: http://sachablack.co.uk/2017/07/19/writespiration-124-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-29/


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100 Word Wednesday: Week 28 – Leo


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Leo looked through the window and gazed greedily at the array before him.

A china shop.

He’d heard all the stories. Read all the books. Myth and legend, he thought to himself as he let himself through the glass front door.

In the next few minutes, his fantasy became reality as around him disaster befell him.

The confusion he found was overwhelming, the screams only panicked him further as he spun one way and then the next.

There seemed no exit. The noise was deafening. Finally, he did as nature taught him, he bolted.

Head down, ashamed, mortified, he ran.


Written for: https://bikurgurl.com/2017/07/19/16492/

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Twittering Tale #41 – 18 July 2017


Hate driving in rain.
Trucks, cars, spray, visibility limited.
Keep left, don’t stray,
puddles I might drown in if not careful.
Barriers? Help!

Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2017/07/18/twittering-tale-41-18-july-2017/

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FFfAW Challenge-Week of July 18, 2017 – Brand’s Steps


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Part of my exercise routine each day was to run up Brand’s Steps on the far edge of the park. They were sandstone blocks laid by convicts over a hundred years ago and back then the top of the stairs was where the gallows stood.

The convicts referred to the area at the top as Calvary.

Over the years, the stones have weathered and often as I’d run up them, puffing like a steam engine, I’d imagine the poor soul in shackles trudging up the steps his end awaiting him at the top.

There were plenty of stories of ghost sightings, the jangling of chains and all that but the one that I knew first hand was the feeling of voices under my step, that sensation of hearing “Ugh” for step I took. I am sure each stone has its own story connected to the wretches who laboured over the construction never knowing that what they saw as the path to eternity would one day become the path to enjoyment and good health.


Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/07/17/fffaw-challenge-week-of-july-18-2017/

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Mundane Monday Challenge #118 : Learn Photography


On my back steps the tiny frog framed himself on the highlight strip. The strips were put there when my dad was alive to help him see the stairs.

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