WWBH Prompt

Due to last week's difficulties with the inLinkz and schedules, we are extending this prompt for a week to give everyone a chance to participate. Leanne's revamped it a bit for us. Hooray for second chances. :D

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We are re-running last week's prompt in order for everyone to have an opportunity to participate. :) We'll gather all the stories from both weeks and post them all for your reading pleasure next Wednesday. In the meantime check out the stories that birthed from our photo a couple weeks ago. We've got a lot of creative talent in this group!

S-M-A-R-T-F-E-L-L-A by JP
Stopping Along a Well-Paved Road by Tony Roberts
The Adventures of Cap't Monkey and Tooele Boy by Scott Taylor
Mother's Instinct by Leanne Sype
The Assignation by Sally Stackhouse

And now for the photo prompt; Tena was our lovely hostess...

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It's that Time of week. Time for this week's Blog Hop. I decided to use one of the pictures that I took while on a little camping/train swap meet getaway the weekend before last. A cute little coffee shop with (I think) a cute and unique name.

 

The rules are simple: The story must be related to the above picture and include the random words below. It must also be under 500 words. Most important, have fun and don't stress out. When you’re done, link your story to the linky at the bottom.

Random Words:

Crescent

Head-On

Imprint

Satin

Care-Worn

Collaboration Challenge, Part 4

Part four is here. :-) See where Leonard takes our collaboration.

Summer Choices

Part the Fourth

WWBH Prompt

Hey! Tena has put together this week's prompt post. There's something strange going on with the linky, but I wanted to get you started with the prompt, at least. Check back later for the linky to show up, or just link up your story in the comments. :)

**The Linky is up, so have at it. :)

Like the prompt stories? We've collected our favorites into a free ebook. Download Flash 500 over on BookRix!

Happy Writing!

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It's that Time of week. Time for this week's Blog Hop.

I decided to use one of the pictures that I took while on a little camping/train swap meet getaway the weekend before last. A cute little coffee shop with (I think) a cute and unique name.

 

The rules are simple:

The story must be related to the above picture and include the random words below. It must also be under 500 words.

Most important, have fun and don't stress out.

When your done link your story to the linky at the bottom.

Random Words:

Crescent

Head-On

Imprint

Satin

Care-Worn

Collaboration Challenge, Part 3

Moment of Truth

by Tena Carr

Part 3 of the Collaboration Challenge

(eek!)

Blogger Changes

Blogger has made a lot of changes recently, probably in tune with the G+ and Gmail updates. The most pointed one is they are able to connect comments to my G+ stream if the person leaving a comment is also on G+. This is cool. I like seeing the comments and being able to reply to them directly from my stream.

There are hiccups, though, and I'm not really fond of them. I no longer get email notifications of my comments, because (I think) I don't get G+ notification emails - those, I honestly would get too many of, and I'm not even super popular over there. Secondly, they removed the tab where they used to list out all the comments in order of most recent, so I could just jump to my comments, or even delete the spam that got through, all from one page. It was a feature I loved, and it's gone.

So now I feel like I will lose track of my non-G+ commenting friends, and that bothers me. Perhaps I'm missing a setting somewhere? Perhaps there's an extension I don't know about? I may just try to switch back to the old commenting system here shortly, if they let me. I'm already missing a lot in the blogs I usually follow because they stopped Reader.

I'm not against change, but I feel like the system I had before with Blogger and Reader made it easy for me to keep up with the blogging world. Now I feel kind of lost and don't know where to re-start to get that ease of use again. Anyone have suggestions, or having similar issues?

Toddler Tales Special Edition

Happy 4th Birthday, Joshua!!

WWBH Prompt

Thank you to Leanne for the prompt!! :D

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5 words, 1 picture, and a whole lotta talent-- it's blog hop photo reveal day!I'm going to get right to it, my friends! First up? David Bastiani was our blog hop ad winner! Here is his button to display on your site so people can hop on over to his blog after they've hopped over to yours (see what I did there? ;)).

   

 Congratulations, David! Okay, here are the stories from last week's photograph. Be sure to hop over to each blog and read the stories ( ;)) and show some love to the authors in the comments!

Hop vs. Prompt? by JP
Climb by Carrie K. Sorensen
Ice Drop by Leanne Sype
J'Sharn's World--Episode II
Where's your Stick? by Scott Taylor
The Birthday Treat by Sally Stackhouse

Here is a reminder of this works

1) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story

2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.

3) You have until next Tuesday to link up your post.

4) Link up with your blog hostess (Nicole, Carrie, Tena or Leanne) when you’re done via the inLinkz linky below.

5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flow.

And drumroll please for this week's photo-- badadadadadadadadaaaa

(randomly generated) Mandatory words

potato

magazine

carrot

day

cough

Collaboration Challenge.

Coming via my phone while on vacation, so please forgive any errors. :-)

The next leg of the Challenge is up at The World of My Imagination!! Find out what's going in with Kip. To see the start of his story, you can find the first leg here on my blog.

WWBH Reveal: Climb

Okay, this is a quick one for me! I'm heading out on vacation in just a few hours, but wanted to get a prompt piece in before I go! I will still link the Collaboration Challenge and share the prompt next week, but otherwise I'll be out of touch as I sink my toes into the sand and stare out at the ocean. :D

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Climb

It's no picnic climbing to the summit of the ice mountain. Being fleet of foot could work against you, as stamina is more important than speed. Many people hit their ceiling of endurance long before they reach the top of the mountain. No bed to sleep in, no table to eat at, just you, the snow, and whatever gear you can carry on your back in the thin, cold air. Best to memorize your favorite Bible verses than carry the weight of the book as you travel to heights only gods should go.

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Like the prompt stories? We've collected our favorites into a free ebook. Download Flash 500 over on BookRix!

WWBH Post and Monthly Ad Winner!

It's a new month, and we have a new winner! Congratulations go to:

David Bastiani

Thank you so much for joining in some of our weekly prompts. :)

For the stories posted from last week, take a look.

Queenie by Vicki Paulus

Encounters by Heather Musk

Sam's Street by Scott Taylor

Just a Dream by Sally Stackhouse
Why Are You So Obsessed With That Place? by Nicole Pyles

Thank you, everyone!

For those who may not know, Nicole and I have put together a free ebook filled with the stories inspired by our prompts. You can get it here at BookRix where the file is convertible to multiple eReaders.

Okay, now for this week's prompt!!

The Photo from Flikr Commons:

The Words:

Summit

Fleet

Ceiling

Table

Bible

And the links! :-)

High Tide: Collaboration Challenge, Part One

It's been a while, and I'm excited to start off a new Collaboration Challenge! Joining me this time will be Nicole Pyles, Tena Carr, Leonard Suskin, Heather Musk and Leanne Sype. I can't wait to see what they turn this story into over the next few weeks!! :D

For now, the jumping off point. It's time to meet Kip.

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Collaboration Challenge - Part One

High Tide

Kip hated wet jeans. Yet, here he stood, knee deep in the tide. The water would rush in and up his thighs, then pull back at his calves on it’s way out - a tug of war he had no intention of losing.

The problem was, which way to go to get out of the game?

Gritting his teeth against the salty spray, Kip narrowed green eyes at the sunset. His hands curled and uncurled in tune with waves plastering his jeans to his legs. Someone on the beach might think he'd burrowed his feet into the sand below to keep such a steady stance. Instead, the weave of his sneakers was collecting untold amounts of the ancient, ground rock in their fibers.

Why couldn't he just make up his damn mind?

Undoubting faith in another was more difficult than he'd imagined.

Kip glared at the cloudless sky, the sunset slightly less spectacular without it's fluffy counterparts to help bring out the texture of it. Much like his life was turning out to be - a blending of colors and things he knew could be more beautiful.

Jerking free of the water didn't have the same effect as pounding on dry ground, so he pushed against the water instead, legs cutting through until he came dripping onto the shrinking beach. He stomped then, ignoring the way his feet squinched in his shoes, fighting the urge to peel the denim from his legs, knowing it would mold itself right back on.

There was no door to open or slam on his Jeep. He had to settle for the rough sound of the seat belt as he whipped it into place. He pounded on the military grade steering wheel and pretended he was hurting it more than it hurt him.

She'd called him a silly boy. Said he had no place trying to be a part of her life when he wasn't even a part of his. Then she'd left him in a bubble of confusion. She was a girl. He was pretty sure they all were born knowing how to confuse a guy. But this time, this girl, started to make sense. She was gone, by then, of course. Girls didn't give guys enough time to sort through their stupid riddles. It was her own fault.

That part, at least.

Kip's phone beeped at him from the glove box. He grabbed it out, then silenced the alarm. He was supposed to be at Mick's house in a few minutes for some party. No, not some party. An end of the summer party. A last chance to play summer games and make summer choices party.

Shut up, he ordered, deep in his mind, the thought directing itself to the beach in front of him as he jammed the Jeep into reverse and kicked up gravel in his rush to get out of there.

Photo by Carl Curman - Creative Commons photo via Flikr