Why Not? – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

balloon graffiti pulling a stick figure with the string labeled time flies

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I climbed my mountain, reached the pinnacle, and discovered its peak was only a foothill.

Disillusioned, stranded by my too small dreams, time flew while I stood paralyzed, consumed with fear, and worry over “what ifs?”

At last, I realized I could wait no longer, so I gathered my courage and jumped.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Adrift – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

man in black shirt inside car with red letters reflected on his face

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He lived life at a safe distance, careful to keep his demons at arm’s length, far from emotional contact.

Buried memories spoke in voices he refused to hear, a broken heart smoldered in ashes, and though the pain was real, he remained apathetic, haunted.

Red lights marked where accidental worlds collided, leaving shattered illusions on a city sidewalk and the scent of her perfume in the air.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Tongue Tied – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

woman in black leather jacket holding white ceramic mug in frond of a laptop

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Stephanie’s mind raced, shifting into overdrive, she yearned to scream for all to hear.

Words slammed into one another, creating an abominable multi-car pile-up during rush-hour traffic.

Fear stripped her ability to enunciate, kept her from forming coherent thoughts, and left her staring at a blank page.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Too Hot – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

three line tales, week 216: two zebras on the plains

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“Zizzi, do these stripes make my butt look big?”

He trod quietly next to Zelda, contemplating a diplomatic answer to what must be a trick question.

“Zelda, if we keep, walking by the time we get home, your butt will be hotter than I can handle.”

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Mind Swept – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

dock on sea

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The squall scoured the breakwater and churned lake water into white-capped meringue.

Constance leaned into the wind, inhaled, and willed herself the courage to release irrational constraints.

Purged, she lifted her head, squared her shoulders, and stepped into her future.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Step Right Up – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.

three line tales, week 209: a guy spinning a basket ball on his finger with Pokemon in the background

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Desi wasn’t looking for a job.

No one wanted a boy who hid behind sunglasses and an attitude to camouflage a pronounced stutter.

The arcade manager, seeing Desi’s ball-handling skills, declared speaking an overrated skill and leveraged his talents to charge a dollar per try.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

A Common Thread – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya

three line tales, week 197: vinyl albums in a record shop, bowie, the cure, fleetwood mac, joy division

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Selling the old vinyl albums, collected from garage sales, thrift shops and trash bins had never been about the money.

At first, it was his love of the music, pure and simple, but as the years passed, he witnessed something spectacular happening.

His customers, boomers and hipsters, artists and corporate executives, made connections, foraged friendships, and found common ground as they flipped through the albums, sharing their memories and their favorite music.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

The Beaver Moon – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya

three line tales, week 196: blood moon rising over a dark meadow for Halloween

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November calls and the Beaver Full Moon answers, lighting the frosty air for last-minute preparations, as we stockpile, and store the items which will carry us through the lean times.

Mars races across the sun, while Venus, Jupiter, and Saturn guard the evening constellations and Orion battles with the Taurid meteor shower, who flings its final Halloween fireballs across the sky.

The cosmos is alive, telling us to hurry, don’t waste a moment, our fate lies in our hands.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Gales of November – 3 Line Tales

From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya

three line tales, week 195: hands coming out of the ocean

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November’s Northwind witch is harsh as she blows across the big lake they call Gitche Gumee.

With sixteen-foot waves crashing the wheelhouse and freezing rain slashing the decks, the fate of the lake mariners seems certain.

Superior, they say, never gives up her dead, but one sailor has vowed to defy her.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer