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Oh Tannenbaum

My response to the Carrot Ranch call for entries for 99 word Flash Fiction pieces about a tree. Thank you, Charli Mills, for this fun challenge. Join in the fun at:

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The local radio station announced they were reviving a time-honored tradition for the holidays. The Carol Tree would “dance” to the music and all were invited to gather around to witness the jolly sight.

She had never heard of such a thing but needed to be there. It did not disappoint! Bright colored strings of holiday lights were blinking in time to the rock and roll oldies pumped through the speakers at the base of the stately pine tree. Oh, so much fun and it was difficult to know who had a better time, the people or the tree.

©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben

Drama Lama

My response to the Carrot Ranch 99 Word Flash Fiction Challenge this week. We had to write about exhaustion!

Legs with the strength of over cooked spaghetti, kept her from being able to stand at the kitchen sink. If she could raise her arms from the dead, she’d move the shock of hair that had fallen, blocking her view. Instead, she made a feeble attempt to blow it out of the way.

Motheeeeerrrrrr.

“Puhleeeeezzeeeee.”

 “I am sooo tired!”

Mother had heard it all before. Of course, her daughter didn’t have the energy to get the dishes washed. If she expended all that effort doing chores, then she’d have no energy left to spend the evening with her friends.

Be sure to check out Charli Mills, so you can stay abreast of the challenges and adventures on the Carrot Ranch! https://carrotranch.com/2019/04/25/april-25-flash-fiction-challenge/

A Most Holy Experience

In response to Charli Mills’ Flash Fiction Challenge, I present to you, A Most Holy Experience.

Here is the link to this challenge, where she spells it out in BLACK & WHITE

They floated, like ghosts, through the hallways of St. Benedict, school. Feet never made a sound. I’d never seen a nun before and over the next two years, I became fascinated with them.

Faces squeezing through their wimples of white, and covered head to toe in black, to a third grader, they looked like penguins. And when they were upset with you, magically, a wooden ruler shot out from under their sleeves. Ouch! 

Years later, as I prepared to play the role of Sr. Hubert in Nunsense, I said a grateful prayer for carefully studying the habits of nuns.

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge November 2nd – The Porch

Decided to try my hand at Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction for this week.   Here is the link back to the challenge that runs until November 7th.  99 words no more or less about a chair on a porch…   https://carrotranch.com/2017/11/02/november-2-flash-fiction-challenge-2/

Don walked his faithful companion of 18 years across the street. He and Duke were just going to sit on the white, wicker rocker until Nancy got home from work.

Making himself comfortable, Don looked back at the unfamiliar house he had just come out of and wondered who lived there. The warm, late summer sun was going behind Nancy’s house and it was chilly. He knew she’d be home soon.

Lori turned onto her street and noticed Don and Duke on her porch.  They appeared to be napping, just like they did most days since her mom’s funeral.

 

Get Ready to Rodeo!

Reblogged from CarrotRanch. CLICK THROUGH to the ORIGINAL POST and Get Ready to Rodeo!

Source: Get Ready to Rodeo!