A Special Friend #99WordStories

Posted on March 4, 2022 by Gloria

My 99-word story for Carrot Ranch is also in response to Esme Salon’s Picture Prompt Number 8

February 28, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write about the farm life. Where is the farm and who are the farmers? What are they farming and why? How is the farm life? Go where the prompt leads!

I was chosen to go

My brothers could stay

A girl needed a friend they said

A girl like me who cannot see

I didn’t like the plan they had

I wanted to stay with mam and dad

We met in a field

I wanted to hide

She made the first move and stood by my side

Her arms embraced me

I was glad she was small

She wasn’t like the others at all

I have no name I wanted to say

My new special friend could read my mind

‘You’re Blindy the calf and my name is May.’

Featured Photo courtesy of Seaq68

Selfhood #99WordStories

Posted on February 23, 2022 by Gloria

This week’s story challenge in 99 words from Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase, “I’d rather be…” You fill in what comes next. What would a character(s) rather be doing and why?

I’d rather be what I am

Than what I thought I wanted to be

I wanted to be perfect like people I knew

Back then

Long ago

Not anymore

They weren’t that perfect at all you see

I’d rather be me

I have what I have

Because it’s meant for me

I’d rather the hurt that came my way

The experience of healing was mine alone

I’d rather not walk in your boots my friends

That road is yours

It’s not for me

The future is mine

It’s not for you

Whatever I do

May you stand by me

Here’s a collection of 99 word stories from last week’s writing challenge. Zippers Collection.

Saphirra Can’t Wear Hats (Snigger)

Posted on January 26, 2019 by Gloria

It’s all well and good sitting at the laptop with my morning coffee, looking out at the snow peaked Mount Nephin, waiting for inspiration for my next chapter (or blog post) – but it gets cold at this time of year. And I’ve noticed this winter that the coldest part of me is my legs.

It’s too early to light the fire and I can’t be putting the oil burner on every hour of the day. Some mornings I’m wearing so many layers that I look like a human wardrobe. But I love winter time. Woolly jumpers and even woollier hats are two of my favourite things.

I came up with a great idea! Legwarmers. Back in the 80’s nobody had cold legs; because they wore their legwarmers. “Where have they gone?” I asked myself. Then I asked Google. Found some. Ordered them. Received two days later. #bringbackthe80s

I love that I don’t care!

I love them! Okay, they’re not the sexiest things but do I care? Not really; but I did whip them off one day when the plumber arrived. Legwarmers look cool when they’re on a red hot dancer. But when you’re in your house wearing a dress with black tights and a poncho – not so cool.

Saphirra and Mohotma had a great sneer when they saw them! Those two are always laughing at my clothes. Saphirra is the biggest sneer! One night she called my lovely red coat a blanket. She loves it really, but she won’t admit it.

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