Six Sentence Story – Remote

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  REMOTE

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Sue sat lazily on her sunny patio listening to the loud traffic of the city and her mind wandered. She always wanted a hideaway cabin in a remote mountain area. It was part of a dream to first find a lover who wanted the same and the two of them would live happily after…(Sue’s mind started drifting, as usual)…well maybe not happily…living remotely meant no social life, no food delivery, no internet or phone service and no close medical help if needed.

Sue began to realize what living remotely entailed. Her vision disintegrated and she got up, walked into the elevator to the parking garage of her condo, slipped into her Mercedes and drove to the McDonalds drive through. The traffic continued to hum and Sue sighed.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

“The Women”

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The character Frankie would be my age so I can easily relate to her. I listened to this book on Audible.

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MLMM Sunday Confessionals – Express

This week for Sunday Confessionals, we have one goal only : Express yourself! Let your creativity take over and bring something out into the open.Please feel free to create in any medium that inspires you or calls to you, or share previously crafted creations that are important to you – because you felt like you really expressed yourself with them.

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Being creative with expression in today’s world seems to have gone way too far off the mark.  Words expressed in accusing manners (and I must add that I have been accusatory here on the blog) are detrimental to making valid points. Once you start using epithets people are usually turned off and stop listening. 

Frustration feeds on this and soon it all gets out of control and ends up in violent action. I think anonymous texting and emailing is supplementing this problem. 

When a member of our government can write and speak epithets in a public forum with no consequence, this country has a problem. 

When a president of our nation can spout trash talk and act irresponsibly, it is dangerous and inflammatory and we have a problem. Freedom of speech was never meant to allow this, in my opinion.

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Sunday Confessionals : Express

Story

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“What’s your story?” The old man asked the man sitting next to him at the bar. The younger uniformed man was drinking a few shots in succession.

“A pretty bad one, actually and you wouldn’t want to hear it.”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to know. I think I’ve been right where you are now…just returned from the front?”

“Yes, got back this morning. I don’t know why I thought “coming home” would be easy. No one cares, no one knows or wants to know about the war.”

“Like I said, I’ve been you, coming back from Vietnam. No parades for sure and even apathy. Have you found a place to stay yet? There’s a veteran owned hotel on Smith Avenue where you can get a good rate, in the meantime.”

“Thanks, sir. I’m Jack, thanks for the advice.”

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Today’s Prompt: Story

The Sunday Whirl

Hours of whispered prayers were conjuring relief to the woman who was on her knees, thanking the gods. She was deep in the forest where the wonder of the gloaming offered a sense of calm and peace. Seeds of regret continued to smudge and stain her thoughts, but the compassion she was feeling started to emerge. She had taken chances with her actions but after feeling a connection to forgiveness, she was grateful.

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Wordle 645

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

Joe tried to ignore it. He suffered from insomnia but this was different. Turning over again, put his good ear on the pillow. The tap continued, not stopping or muffled at all. Joe needed his sleep because in the morning he was meeting…her. Still nervous and anxious he would ask her. Joe, a widower, wanted more in his life.
His dead wife wanted his attention.

Weekend Writing Prompt #354 – Tap