Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #48 by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue #48

Home by John W. Howell © 2015

“I surely wish you would slow down. My feet are killing me.”

“Not much farther Blanch. I can see the house from here.”

“Grr.”

“Whatdju say?”

“Oh, nothing. You wouldn’t care anyway.”

“Now Blanch. Let’s not be a spoiled sport and ruin everything.”

“Ruin everything you say? How about when you sold the car. Did you not think walking everywhere would wear me out?”

“I thought it would be good for both of us. You know fresh air, exercise, healthy lifestyle.”

“Healthy my butt.”

“What? You are getting further away I can’t hear you.”

“WHY DON’T YOU SLOW DOWN THEN.”

“Okay, okay. It’s that I.m anxious to see our new house.”

“Yeah, our new house that is only reachable across this godforsaken river on this rickety old footbridge.”

“Aw Blanch. We agreed the price was too good to pass up.”

“No one mentioned this bridge, and that filthy river down there.”

“It’s not filthy. It’s just brown that’s all.”

“So what do we do when we need groceries? Walk all the way to town?”

“Well…yeah.”

“I’m not going another step.”

“Fine, I’ll go alone.”

“You see the bridge is falling apart don’t you?”

“I’ll give you it needs a little repair. Come on Blanch, it’ll be fun.”

“Only if you promise to get another car.”

“That will be hard.”

“Why?”

“The money went into the house.”

“Oh. Well, I guess I will have to make the best of it.”

“That’s my Blanch. Here give us a peck.”

“With a club I’d like to give you a peck.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #47 by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue #47

Mine by John W. Howell © 2015

“Who is that there?”

“Where sir?”

“There on your back. Who is that little person?”

“Excuse me sir, but why do you want to know?”

“We are gathering up all the orphans so we can give them shelter. I’m from the government and here to help you.”

“Oh, I see. Well, we’ll be on our way then.”

“No. I demand you tell me your name and the name of this person.”

“My name is Abioye and this is my sister Mirembe she is mine.”

“And your parents? Where are they?”

“At home sir. They are waiting for us at home.”

“Why would they let you go out alone?”

“We go on our own all the time.”

“Not very responsible.”

“May we go, sir?”

“I still think you should come with me.”

“Our house is right over there.”

“Which one?”

“The one with the largest pole.”

“That’s prince Masego’s tent.”

“My dad.”

“I’ll wait while you go home.”

“Yes, sir. Goodbye.”

“I’m sure we’ll meet again.”

Tuesday – Anything possible Kreative Kue #46 by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue #46

Le Roc by John W. Howell © 2015

“Well, mom I guess you’ll just have to get used to the fact.”

“My boy I just can’t stand the idea of you having a family before you figure out what you want to do with your life.”

“It’s a little late for that Mom. We already have a child.”

“I know son, but it seems you are not giving yourself or the child a break.’

“What are you saying mother. Give up the child?”

“She said you didn’t need to be involved.”

“I am involved. That’s our child she is holding.”

“Hush. Keep your voice down she’ll hear you.”

“She is standing outside and it’s raining. I don’t think she will hear me.”

“I think you ought to walk away. Look at you. You don’t even have a car. You have that damned motorcycle. That is not a proper conveyance for a baby let alone its mother.”

“Don’t you have any feelings for the baby? She’s your grandchild.”

“How do you know she’s my grandchild? Did you do a paternity test?”

“No of course not. She and I have been exclusive.”

“Seems to me any woman who would engage in sex before marriage is the type to have many partners.”

“Okay, mom. That’s it. I’m through talking. I’m going out to join my family. You can do what you want. This baby is ours and we’re going to be fine. Give my best to dad. Tell him thanks for driving you here.”

“Your father feels the same as I.”

“Yeah, I got the hint with him waiting in the car.”

“Please say you’ll think it over.”

“I’m going outside to wait with my family for the rain to stop and then we’re going home.”

“Goodbye, son.”

“Bye mother.”

 

 

 

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible Kreative Kue #45 by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue #45

The Thing by John W. Howell © 2015

“Alright, I’m here now tell me what you did Ray.”

“Nothing. I just squeezed the trigger on this thing.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“Look at the street. There’s nobody around.”

“Whoa, you are right there’s no one here.”

“I just love it when you state the obvious.”

“So why did you call me?”

“To help me figure out how to get the people back.”

“What is that thing anyway?”

“I don’t know. I found it on the sidewalk over there.”

“Why did you pull the trigger?”

“I didn’t know it was a trigger. It looks more like a button to me. See?”

“Yeah, a red button. Don’t you know red buttons mean trouble.”

“Well, I do now for sure.”

“Any other dials or buttons on that thing?”

“Look there’s this green one.”

“There you go. The green one probably puts everything back. Go ahead push it.”

“Okay. I hope you’re right.”

“Man. Did you see that?”

“All the buildings are gone.”

“No kidding. I’m right here with you. Push the green again maybe it’s a cycle thing.”

“There.”

“Nice. The buildings are back.”

“I think I should push the red one again. It looks like red is for people and green for stuff. If I push the red again, I believe the people will come back.”

“Okay, but point that thing towards the buildings.”

“Here I go.”

“Nothing happened Ray. Where the hell are you? Oh, Ray if you can hear me don’t push the red again.”

 

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible Kreative Kue #44 by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative kue #44

The Gang by John W. Howell © 2015

“See those guys over there?”

“What guys?”

“The ones with the black jackets.”

“Quit staring. They’re going to know you’re looking at them.”

“Seriously they look like trouble.”

“I still don’t see who you are talking about Jerry.”

“There’s one with a bald head just like yours Antoine.”

“Please, no one has a head like mine. I still don’t see ’em.”

“Don’t turn around Shirley but trust me they look badass.”

“So what if they are? Mind your own business and you’ll be okay. Close your mouth for god’s sake.”

“I’m hunching down and still don’t see who you are talking about.”

“Francine, they are right across the court over there. There is one with blond hair like yours.”

“This is driving me mad. I don’t see them, Jerry.”

“Hold on Jerry. I think I see them.”

“Ah ha at last Gladys. Someone knows I’m not nuts.”

“Oh, Jerry I would not be too quick to assume that yet.”

“Why not Gladys?”

“That is a mirror over there. You see our reflection.”

“Erm. Anyone want coffee? Told you they were badass.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible Kreative Kue #43 Prompt by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue 43

Here is my interpretation. It’s called Buzz. Hope you like it.

Buzz by John W. Howell © 2015

“So tell me again why we are following this road so close to the ground.”

“Like I said the navigation and communication radios are not working.”

“I understand that I just wonder why we are down here so low.”

“It’s like this. We can’t communicate with anyone and we have no idea where we are so we are following this road to the nearest town, and we’ll take a fix and figure a way home.”

“Why so low?”

“See those clouds above us. With no radios, we can’t get clearance to fly on instruments and go up through the clouds to clear air. With no clearance, we are sitting ducks for some plane who has clearance. The ceiling is getting lower by the minute. Also following this road will give us a better chance of not hitting any electrical wires or towers. There are none in the middle of the street.”

“How about those over the road?”

“A real worry but out in the country pretty rare. Keep your eyes peeled. I have throttled back to a pretty safe speed.”

“I can hardly see out the front.”

“I know looks like we are getting some rain.”

“I’m really worried.”

“Just keep looking.”

“There’s a dark spot up ahead.”

“I see it. Damn, it’s a stand of trees. We gotta climb, or we’ll take the wings off.”

“Can we?”

“Damn. Can we what?”

“Climb?”

“I’m trying. Whoa, hear that? We just skimmed the tops of those trees. We’re okay now.”

“Jim?”

“Yes, Frank.”

“When we land I’m going to need to change.”

“Roger that Frank. Here have a mint.”

Kreative Kue Prompt # 42 by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue #42

The Stroll by John w. Howell © 2015

“Oh miss Marilyn I’m wondering if it is safe to go outside?”

“Why yes, my dear I think so.”

“But I think the way you look you may call attention to yourself.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Those combat boots, automatic rifle, and camouflage will let the soldiers know you mean them no good.”

“Well, I believe in dressing right for each occasion, and this outfit is for shooting and I’m tired of these occupation troops.”

“True, but do you have to broadcast your intent?”

“Hmm, I see what you mean. let me go and change.”

“Good idea. Try that long Victorian orangish, yellowish one you wore to the costume ball. You know the one with the lace cuffs.”

“Be right back.”

“No hurry. I’ll hold your gun here.”

“I’m back. How do I look?”

“I think you will need a cloak to hide the automatic.”

“This black one seems to do the trick.”

“Now you need a hat. Here try this one with the designer’s name on it.”

“I think I’m ready. Do you think I stand out now?”

“No matter. I would hum a tune, and maybe they’ll believe you are insane.”

“Sometimes it feels that way. See you darling.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible Kreative Kue #41 Prompt by Keith Channing

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue 41

The Line by John W. Howell © 2015

“Wow, I don’t believe I actually won something.”

“Well you did, and it looks nice on you.”

“I thought this was going to be your usual church service.”

“Well, it didn’t turn out that way.”

“You know usual like the old stuff kneel, pray, ask forgiveness, get communion, be forgiven, give thanks.”

“I know right. There you were with your hands ready to receive the host and plop the priest drops a hat on your head.”

“Yeah, then he says something about go forth and sin no more.”

“What was the last thing he said?”

“Ping someone else.”

“Ping? That’s what it says on your hat.”

“It does? I’ve been afraid to look. What does ping someone else mean?”

“The guy behind you has a polo pony on his.”

“I heard the priest say ‘ride someone else.”‘

“Oh, you did not. You’re just saying that.”

“What about the rest? No hats.”

“There is one, but that’s it.”

“So what does it mean?”

“You are special?”

“Yeah right.”

“Okay. You got a free hat.”

“I wonder if anyone else wore this one before.”

“Ew. Take it off.”

 

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Tuesday Anything Possible – Kreative Kue Photo Prompt # 40

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”

His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

Kreative Kue #40

Here is my interpretation.

The Roman by John W. Howell © 2015

“Larry look at that guy.”

“I can’t he will see if I turn my head. Tell me.”

“Okay. You won’t believe it. He looks like a Roman.”

“How-”

“Sush, not so loud.”

“Okay, is this better?”

“Yes.”

“How do you know he looks like a Roman.”

“Well for one thing he has leather armor on.”

“Well, that is odd but is it like Roman armor?”

“That’s my opinion, Larry. You are such a pain sometimes. The point isn’t if he is authentic it’s that he is in costume.”

“Hey, you told me to keep my voice down. You should too.”

“Yeah fine. Want some of this sandwich?”

“No. I want to know more about the Roman.”

“Just look at him. What’s he going to do? Run you through with his spear.”

“He has a spear?”

“Yes, it’s laying on the box he is sitting on.”

“That’s a little more like it. I’m going to sneak a peek. OMG, he is wearing Bally sandals .”

“You idiot I didn’t say he was a Roman I said he looks like one.”

“He has horn-rim glasses. What a fake. You didn’t tell me about the glasses.”

“I could hit you with this sandwich. Why don’t you go tell him not me.”

” I would like to do that very thing.”

“What’s stopping you ?”

“He does have a spear, and I have to say his haircut looks right. I’m unsure.”

“You’re impossible.”

“Still offering a bite of the sandwich?”

“Please don’t make me tell you what to bite given how I feel right now.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #39 by Keith Channing – Prompt

As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Kreative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on 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.”

His advice. “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 website, next Monday.” Here is the photo.

a Moon

The Moon by John W. Howell © 2015

“So that’s the moon.”

“Yes, it is. You sound like you didn’t know we’re going to land there.”

“It’s just I never imagined being chosen for this mission.”

“Oh, I understand. Aw inspiring eh?”

“You can say that again. Where’d you pick up the accent?”

“Accent? What accent?”

“That little eh on the end of your last sentence.”

“Never thought of it.”

“Anyway there is an old myth that the moon is green cheese.”

“It sorta looks that way right now.”

“I think it’s the glass tint on the windshield.”

“Yeah, you could be right.”

“I wish I was wrong, though.”

“Why’s that?”

“I promised my mom I would bring back a sample of the moon.”

“Why would green cheese be a better sample than a rock?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“No, why?”

“What is tastier? Green cheese or a rock?”

“So your mom would eat a moon souvenir?”

“She’s a mouse. What do you think?”

“Yeah. I keep forgetting we are mice. All this space travel hype. I almost thought I was a real astronaut.”

“You know the difference between an astronaut and a mouse don’t you?”

“Besides the obvious I’ll bite.”

“Astronaut’s got a round trip ticket.”