Succinctly Yours - Positively Glistening!

Many thanks to at Grandma's Goulash for running the Monday Microfiction Meme. Grandma posts a photo and invites us to write a caption or story in either under 140 characters (tweet-length) or under 140 words. As an extra challenge we are given a word to insinuate into our offering.

Todays word: Glisten

Today's inspiration:

She knew ladies were only meant to glow, 
but Hilda had broken out into a cold glisten as 
Mike the Moped Maniac sped towards her

---o'O'o---

Hilda's pet rattlesnake was as good as gold as she
carried him around in a shopping bag.
The bag snatcher was in for a bit of shock though. 


---o'O'o---

Microfiction Monday 7 March

Welcome to another round of Microfiction Monday courtesy of Susan at Stony River. Each week Susan posts a new picture and invites us to write a story in 140 characters or less.

Today's picture:



I am sure that at least one of these will be oft repeated!

---oOo---

"No wonder he looks so shifty," Maggie said. "I know gilt when I see it!"

---oOo---

"It's an open and shut case," said Sam Spade. "He was framed!"

---oOo---

A hundred years trapped in a photo, Edwin was in a hole. A very fancy hole admittedly, but still a hole.

---oOo---

Microfiction Monday 28th Feb

Welcome to another round of Microfiction Monday courtesy of Susan at Stony River. Each week Susan posts a new picture and invites us to write a story in 140 characters or less.

Today's picture:



An eclectic mix this week ....

---oOo---

Tom said he didn't believe in fairies. Next day he hobbled to work and took off his shoes. "Biscuit crumbs?" his boss asked, eyebrow raised.

---oOo---

Pea Blossom was bored of quality control duties. She pressed the reject button just for kicks

---oOo---

"Good boy," Cowslip said, offering him a shoe biscuit. "Time for walkies!" The shoe's eyes were wide with anticipation, the tongue lolling.

---oOo---

Microfiction Monday 21st Feb

Welcome to another round of Microfiction Monday courtesy of Susan at Stony River. Each week Susan posts a new picture and invites us to write a story in 140 characters or less.

Today's picture:



This week's micros have abandoned the usual humour for an altogether darker take ...

---oOo---

The sanatorium had been abandoned for years. So was the laughter just inside his head?

---oOo---

Last time he walked the hospital corridors the pandemic was still new. His global work complete, Death returned once more, redundant.

---oOo---

The vengeful spirit's malignancy closed it down. Now, vengeance spent, it's empty corridors are a private hell.

---oOo---

Microfiction Monday 14 February

Welcome to another round of Microfiction Monday courtesy of Susan at Stony River. Each week Susan posts a new picture and invites us to write a story in 140 characters or less.

Today's picture:



Three young men up to no good ....

---oOo---

"Hold on - is that lipstick on your shirt?" Dammit, Think quickly. "Of course dearest. I put it there, over my heart, to remind me of you."

---oOo---

Samuel was lost in thought. What had he forgotten? He'd packed the picnic. He'd brought the drink. What was it? Oh, of course! His fiance!

---oOo---

"Mr Quincy says I have well rounded characters." said Fanny.
"Yes, they're very impressive," said William, dreamily.

---oOo---

Microfiction Monday 7 February

Welcome to another round of Microfiction Monday courtesy of Susan at Stony River. Each week Susan posts a new picture and invites us to write a story in 140 characters or less.

Today's picture:



Just remember that the old ones are the best!

---oOo---

Two thirty? Time to see the dentisty.

---oOo---

"Mummy, what are those numbers?"
"They're hours, dear."
"Oh! When do we get them back?"

---oOo---

The clockmaker was commissioned to produce a highly ornate clock, but he couldn't face it!

---oOo---

Microfiction Monday 29 Nov 2010

Welcome to another round of Microfiction Monday courtesy of Susan at Stony River. Each week Susan posts a new picture and invites us to write a story in 140 characters or less.

Today's picture:



Doris sighed as the two men argued. It looked like the old man hadn't given them a bum steer after all. He'd given them two!

I couldn't resist a second one:

Dr Suess wasn't entirely happy with the early draft of "The Cat as a Hat".

I look forward to reading all the other entries!