Image: The Full Moon Triskelion Pendant Series: The Full Crow Moon: March
Tale Weavers, this week – anything goes; only two stipulations. One: at least some of your tale should transpire in March. Two: that the tale have at least a moment or two of madness!
Write something down.
More than, I am, write something down. With this prompt you have to write something pithy.
Because Phylor will read it as will Pat and you know how keen they are to see you write something of substance.
Yes you know with a bit of grit and grim in it, words that aren’t afraid to get down and dirty and leave you gasping for more.
Well I’ve written all that down. Anything else?
Well I don’t know. It’s all your idea.
Yes you keep hassling me saying write something, hurry, hurry, hurry.
Well she did say it was a March madness month and she wants something with madness in it.
Is it March?
I think so.
Can you be more sure?
Maybe we should just post a photo of us and leave it at that, a sort of photographic essay.
With one photo?
That would be just silly.
No I saw a painting at the gallery the other day, four million bucks a red dot on a white canvas.
Really four million?
Yep, curator said worth every penny.
He said it explored the artist’s inner conflict with his own sense of colour attachment against a world that wanted him to paint in multiple colours. Made sense to me, sort of.
Great now we are getting somewhere. March Madness, insanity, we’re on a roll.
Like a sausage roll, a Vienna roll or a paper roll?
Perfect. Go on.
Lets me see, I saw see shells by the seashore.
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
Fabulous keep it up.
How many men can you get up a ten-foot ladder in the pouring rain?
You are amazing. I’m writing all this down.
Then you are insane.
No no no just a tad odd.
Is that enough?
Well she is a tough customer.
No she’s a pussycat.
What about Pat?
Oh she’s a darling.
Yes she’ll write the most beautiful thought provoking comment. We’ll be embarrassed I know we will.
That’s a big assumption.
I suppose it is.
What if she doesn’t read it?
Well that will be disappointing.
Then we could imagine what her comment might be.
You’re both insane?
That’d be a start.
Oh dear I do hate all this waiting.
So do I.
When do you think they’ll let us out of these straight jackets?
They said we have to say something sensible.
Ha. I think they are in for a wait.
Well they make us wait.
But we’re good at it.
Yes we are.
Lets play tennis next.
You can serve….