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It's the first 55 of the New Year!
The 55s from MrWurdi and I were written last week but never posted.
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All the details on what 55 Fiction is and how to play are at the end of the post. Come on, you can do it!
Roxie Rufus did!
Here's my 55 Fiction that I wrote last week and neglected to post:
Dr. Seuss Had It All Wrong
The hectic holiday time passed. Kids and grandkids returned to their homes. Turning to the love of my life, I took his hand in mine. Finally, we’re alone. Longingly looking into each other’s eyes, we realized – his knee was acting up and I was down in my back.
That’s how the Grinch really stole Christmas.
Without seeing mine first, MrGrinch wrote this last week:
Time Is Ever Fleeting
It has been forever since a good night sleep. And the stress has manifested itself in my mood and physical well-being. I walk with a limp and have seen disappointment in so many young eyes. Less money to give; it all seems painful. Growing old and missing the joy of Christmas past.
Christmas, Bah Humbug.
Despite the whining, we both really did have a great holiday. We stayed super busy with family and friends. I apologize for the lack of blogging. I haven't even read any blogs in weeks. That's changing. I have GOALS for the New Year.
We have a newcomer to 55 Fiction Friday - Roxie Rufus! She wrote several 55s. Unfortunately, I can't access them right now and will have to add them later so be sure to check back for them.
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55 fiction is a very, very short story of exactly 55 words. It needs to have a character, conflict and resolution.
The Wikipedia article on 55 Fiction is here and some great examples are here.. You can also click on the 55 Fiction label below to see what Wordy Bitch and Wordy Bitch readers have done in the past.
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Come play! Add your story to the comments or put it on your blog and I'll link to it. It's fun. You'll like it.
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7 comments:
Frustration runs rampant and the anyurism is pounding against it's walls, threatening to burst at any time. Knowing the her life could end at any moment she still rails against the incompetance of it all Fighting back wretched tears of pain she makes the call yet again
"Hello, Comcast Cable, how may I help you?"
(As if they truly cared - wormy)
I'm in for this week at the Conspiracy of Happiness. Also, a couple of political haiku.
Ah, Wormy, I have felt your pain! I'm sorry.
Slugger/Guinness, excellent! I love that your 55s and haikus were so timely. I have friends who are doing the whole bio-diesel thing so anything about alternative fuels is interesting to me.
It's that time of year. Resolutions. Do you think anyone ever resolves to keep a resolution for a change?
Delusions of grandeur? Or actual baby steps? Why keep trying?
Goals.
Maybe I could resolve to be deluded enough to wake up each morning and work toward and keep just one goal.
I'm definitely having coffee.
The Last Fiction 55 Friday for 2007!!
Perched precariously, seemingly on the head of a pin, she waited for her date for what seemed like a year. Squinting, attempting a better view above the crowd, she thought that midnight may not have been the best time of night to meet. She teetered, spun slightly and descended hastily at his call…THE Dick Clark!!
Geez, you guys, was it really that bad having me around?! You make me sound so...so...ungrateful! :D I love you guys! (oh and I finally updated my diet blog)
MrsStevens, we loved having you! I wish you lived closer so we could see you more often. I know your dad feels the same way.
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