Wednesday, March 31, 2010

25.25 Mar. 31, 2010

Laughin' brook done spit me out!

Strong wind come up and splat I'm in the drink. Soon as I spy that gator, I come flyin' back up quick as I fell.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

25.25 Mar. 30, 2010

Earth to Sky a Tune now Singing

A man flattened like a pancake by a steam locomotive, then hurtled into a beautiful glade with fountains and birds,, might feel as I do.

Monday, March 29, 2010

25.25 Mar. 29, 2010

Gleaming Jewels Brighten Mud

Her Majesty scowled. She needed no words to express herself. I went straight away to the barracks and issued her orders. Tonight will be bloody.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Silly Limerick Sunday #4

Suddenly Rolling in Dough

We ate all the shrimp and sardines
The pizza and chili with beans
We feasted all week
By Red Water Creek
Then blew all the rest on new jeans

Saturday, March 27, 2010

25.25 Mar. 27, 2010

For Saturday:

Snowballs zoom down the Trail
My mouth was parched by thirst and my feet were sore and aching, but when they jumped out from the trees, I took off running.

Friday, March 26, 2010

25.25 Mar. 26, 2010

A Wandering Gypsy in Twilight

Coming upon the old troll, I remembered what my mother told me. I smiled from my heart, whispered a prayer, and began playing my flute.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

25.25 Mar. 25, 2010

I ought to set down the Whiskey!

Three elephants sauntered into the tavern. I asked everyone what was so funny. Then the bartender pulled out his gun. It was a water pistol.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

25.25 Mar. 24, 2010:

Remember to send your 25 words story with 25 letter title to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com
The spark word for this week is royalty . Send them to me by this Sunday. And here is my story for today:

These Peasants, My Worker Ants

They toiled in the hot sun for hours, resulting in only one loaf of bread. But it was the biggest, sweetest loaf I've ever tasted.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

25.25 Mar. 23, 2010

Staring down a barrel of death

A troop of hunters in a mirky wood have spied a giant deer. It spied them too. The meat will go well with orange juice.

Monday, March 22, 2010

25.25 Mar. 22, 2010

Sweat builds up in the noon sun

They carried the large stones high over their heads. Grunting and wailing, they marched toward the center of the village. Bells rang out a warning.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Silly Limerick Sunday 4

Colorful Cataclysm

Volcanoes and earthquakes are thrumming
With folks in the village still humming
They dance in the square
Of doom unaware
The end of their world is coming!

25.25 contest winner #3!

Here is this week s winner of the guest submission contest. The word this week was insects and next week the spark word will be royalty . Submit your own to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com and this could be you! And as a side note, the winning entry was chosen by a nuetral third party who had no knowledge of who the authors were.

And here is the winner:

Of Labyrinths and Crazy Mazes

By Margaret Mary Myers of Baltimore, MD
http://margmary.blogspot.com

Jerry frantically wiped the spider webs from his face and shuddered. Clinging to
hope, he pushed through.
There she was!...bruised and bleeding, yet alive!

Saturday, March 20, 2010

25.25 Mar. 20, 2010

They couldn t find me anywhere!

Balloons shot skyward, fireworks whizzed overhead, and confetti coalesced all around. The King had arrived. All I knew was that I had to find him.

Friday, March 19, 2010

25.25 Mar. 19, 2010

Butterfly, come back to my hand…

He never expected to see her again. Yet she stood laughing in the rain. He felt like a sailor sighting land after a long voyage.


Dudes,
Don t forget to submit your own 25 word, with 25 letter title, stories for this week s contest. The spark word is insects . Send them to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com by tomorrow night!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

25.25 Mar. 18, 2010

The Glory of Dragons Clashing

The battle was over. At last he could stretch his legs. But no smile lit his scarred face. The screaming children bled like rotten tomatoes.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

25.25 Mar. 17, 2010

the Temple of Forgotten Glory

The young man ascended the top step only to realize his grave mistake. He forgot to remove his sandals. The gods would not be pleased.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

25.25 Mar. 16, 2010

Pines uprooted from the Woods

Sparks flew and metal clanged. The bearded man stopped working when his whistling was drowned out by ethereal music. The trees will take their revenge.

25.25 Mar. 16, 2010

Pines uprooted from the Woods

Sparks flew and metal clanged. The bearded man stopped working when his whistling was drowned out by ethereal music. The trees will take their revenge.

Monday, March 15, 2010

25.25 Mar. 15, 2010

Frigid Waves Engulf Our Masts

Two Captains face off in deadly combat. Swords clash and cannons fire. This time, it is the First Mate who goes down with the ship.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

25.25 Contest Winner #2!

Drumroll please...

This week s winner of the 25 word short story with 25 letter title contest is...

Mary Myers of Atlanta, Georgia!

The spark word for next week is Insects . Send your submissions to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com

And here is the winning entry:

Strawberries stain white rum

By Mary Myers

White glove sees strawberries in the protest of many urchins. Smash, smear it is lost for years but not with understanding. Bananas would be better.

Silly Limerick Sunday #3

Properly Dispose of the Ashes

A card house assembled by blokes
Whose taste was for fine import smokes
Got seared by a flame
Which ended their game
And made them the butt of our jokes

Saturday, March 13, 2010

25.25 Mar. 13, 2010

Rain on the Old Pond by the Mill

Three ducks waddled into the water and glided forward. When the gunshots went off, their friend in the reeds snickered. Finally, the time had come.

Folks,
I haven t recieved enough submissions for the contest this week, so if I don t get any more today, I will postpone running a guest story until next Sunday. If you still want to submit your own 25 word short story with a 25 letter title, send it to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com and remember the spark word is fruit .

Friday, March 12, 2010

25.25 Mar. 12, 2010

Steam Engine jumping the Rail!

He didn't bother with plate and napkin. He simply dashed to the buffet as if he hadn't eaten in three days. Naturally, we all scattered.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

25.25 Mar. 11, 2010

Dying in an afternoon drizzle

He kicked off his flip-flops, scooped them up, and meandered off the sidewalk. The mud between his toes reminded him of childhood… and that hurt.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

25.25 Mar. 10, 2010

A Million Airplanes in the Sky

The injured bird emitted a soft tweet and stumbled upright. He stretched his wings, grimacing through the pain. Then he set his jaw, and flew.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

25.25 Mar. 9, 2010

My Kite is a Victim of Mischief

"Don't care what Mom said, or how hard it's raining, he's gonna pay!"
Then he ran outside with a nerfgun and a plate of spaghetti.

Monday, March 8, 2010

25.25 Mar. 8, 2010

Drifting over Irish rooftops

She smiled as she let the flower slip from her thin fingers and blow away. She felt her heart rise with it and become free.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Silly Limmerick Sunday #2

Magic Ravenous Appetite

Oh castle with turrets and moat
Such stories, the minstrels, they wrote
The dragons you lanced
While Princesses danced
Till all was consumed by the goat

Spark word for next week

For all who wish to submit for the contest this week(see post below for last week's winner and what the contest is all about) the spark word for this time is:

fruit

Good luck!

25.25 contest winner!

Congratulations to our first winner in the 25 letter title, 25 word story competition, Michele Crocco, a local Northern Kentucky photographer and Graphic Designer! Check out her work at the CrowCo Designs website:
http://web.me.com/crowco/Site/Welcome.html

And here is her story, and remember the spark word was "rust":

Salty Reaction to the Element

Preserve the woman, as the material is fresh.
Don't drink the salt water.
The creases may color to orange
Then fade and disintegrate upon exposure.

Folks,
Be sure to send your own 25.25 stories to me throughout the week and next Sunday it could be you! Send all submissions to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Last chance!

Hey dudes,
Just wanted to warn you that on Sunday I will be choosing the best submission and posting it, so if you want to appear on my blog, you are running out of time to send in your story. See the post from Wednesday for the rules.

Thanks and good luck!

25.25 Mar. 6, 2010

This beat and rhythm so unique

He stared, admiring her lopsided smile and her flying hair as she danced to nothing at all. He took a breath. Time to man up.

Friday, March 5, 2010

25.25 Mar. 5, 2010

Parched by Desert of Iniquity

His dry eyeballs scan the horizon, each grain of sand the same, each scorching, bright, and barren. Longing for vultures, bandits, or even a mirage.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

25.25 Mar. 4, 2010

Blackbirds in Chocolate Cake

"Those pompous buffoons devoured every morsel of dessert as if it would vanish."
"Don't fret, my good man. The poison will kick in soon enough."

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Contest Announcement

Hey folks,

I am starting a new little contest here at the Muse. I invite all of you to try your hand at writing a 25.25 Story like mine.

Rules

Write a short story of exactly 25 words and having a title of exactly 25 letters, not including spaces and punctuation.

Send your story to: sgapaulmyers@yahoo.com

Be sure to include your name as you would like it to appear and any links to your own websites that you would like to share.

Every Sunday I will post the best one. Good luck!

And this week your spark word to inspire you is: rust

25.25 Mar. 3, 2010

Peering out the corner window

He stood in the rain, his thin body shivering, his mind elsewhere. Beyond tattered clothing and upside down umbrella. Watching memories dance on the wind.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

25.25 Mar. 2, 2010

I think I chose a wrong Florist...

Purple violets swaying, emitting poisen fumes. Scarlet roses hissing, thorns that slice through flesh. This garden is my funhous, and now your death and doom.

Monday, March 1, 2010

25.25 Mar. 1, 2010

I fight for honor and for Japan!

His arms were crossed swords, his legs, wild horses. Calmly, I stood, an ocean, ready to redirect his fury into a thunderstorm and sink him.