Let Keith explain in his own words.
“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.ino before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here – pingbacks don’t often work.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.”
The photo.
Talk to Me by John W. Howell © 2017
“What? Who said that?”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Where are you?”
“If you must know, I’m laying flat on my back under this stupid machine of yours.”
“Oh my gosh. Did I hit you?”
“Oh no, not at all. I was just lying here when I decided to quickly slide under your machine and make myself comfortable.”
“You’re kidding me right?”
“Get this stupid thing off me.”
“I still can’t figure out how you got under there.”
“You know what? Right now your enlightenment is not the main concern. Can you back up?”
“Oh sure. Here goes.”
“Whew. That’s better. Thank you very much.”
“I’m so sorry for hitting you. Um.”
“Um, what?”
“I can’t see you.”
“What a shock.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m invisible is what I mean.”
“Invisible? How is that possible.”
“I’m a spirit.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Prove it.”
“Don’t have to. You can not see it with your own eyes.”
“Um.”
“Um, what?”
“Should I be concerned?”
“About what?”
“The fact that you can communicate with me.”
“And the fact that you were driving on the highway and a big fat truck hit you, knocking you into this field where you fell right on top of me? I would say so.”
“Am I in trouble?”
“Only for the first thousand years.”
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I’m still out of the country. I apologize in advance if my response to your comments is delayed.
Looks like a pretty good place to hide a body. Nicely done, John!
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LOL…a thousand years? Hmm, maybe in eternity that’s an overnight stay. Very clever writing, John. Travel safely…
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Interesting take, John. Lucky he landed on his wheels after being hit by the truck. Dead lucky!
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Must not be a very smart spirit. Just ghost through the machine. Unless it’s just being a jerk to the new guy.
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I know the ghost IN the machine…but the ghost UNDER the machine is a new one, lol.
Safe travels!
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Another entertaining dialogue, John! Um – what was the guy on the rider mower doing on the highway? Very imaginative, good sir!
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He was moving to the field of course. Thanks, John
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This is why I use a walk-behind mower. Given some of the idiotic things I’ve seen people do on these machines, I’m not sure how fictional this is, John. But, it’s a great story. Good job keeping up with the live prompts while on vacation. You getting any sleep?
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Not too much. I don’t sleep well when on travel. It is about enough though. Thanks, Dan
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How about a flash-flash fiction?
“Oops!”
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Good one, GP.
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Lol!
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Thank you, Jan.
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Awesome!
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Thank you, Natalie.
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You mean that poor guy has to mow tall weeds for eternity?? Yikes, what a punishment! He must have been very very bad. Nice story, John, as usual.
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Only 1000 years. Thanks, Debbie.
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You always surprise me. This went in a direction I wasn’t expecting.
Loved this line: “Right now your enlightenment is not the main concern.”
I have an attachment to dry humor 🙂
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I have a little bit go that. 🙂
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Haha! This was clever, John. Great job.
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Thank you, Phillip.
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Invisible spirit… Cracked me up!
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I’m glad.
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Loved it.
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🙂 Good story for the prompt.
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