How Does Your Garden Grow?
“George, your yard and gardens are holding up so much better than anyone else’s on the street during this heat wave,” said Sam, pausing his morning walk to wipe the sweat from his neck.
“Yeah, Betty’s taken to spending a lot more time out here since several of her friends have passed lately,” said George as he mopped his own brow, “so this is really all her doing.”
“Heat like this is no good for us old folks, that’s for darn sure. Say, what’s your wife use to keep things growing?”
“Some organic thing she found, I think. Betty says there’s no substitute for a good, old-fashioned natural fertilizer.”
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I’m pulling double duty this week. This post is written in response to the Flash Fiction Rodeo Contest/Challenge #7 at Carrot Ranch Communications. The challenge was to write a flash fiction in exactly 109 words, and weave a murderous vibe through an every-day setting, either in thought or deed. The contest is closed, but hop over to read some of the challenge entries in the comments.
I’m also joining the gang for Six Sentence Stories over at Ivy Walker‘s blog. Each week writers are challenged to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less. This week’s cue is SUBSTITUTE. (And since I missed skipped last week’s cue of YARD, I worked that in here, too.) Click on the link right here to read some great stories and poems and share your own!
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Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.
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I want to see that garden!
It’s a beauty… 😉
Me too! Natural is always better
That’s what Betty says, too! 😀
Organic is always best…love it!
Thanks, Sherri. This was a fun one!
Ohhhh, Betty!
😀
Well played! George better watch himself….
Thanks! Yes, George should probably sleep with one eye open.
I have my suspicions about what Betty’s using! I love challenges like this. They force us into spots when we have to make words work, and I think that helps us to make them work at times we don’t have to. (Follow that?)
Hey, stranger! How are you?
Yes, I follow that. It absolutely does help us make words work better.
lol
excellent tinge to the wholesome atmosphere in the story…. made me think of the (old) Alfred Hitchcock show, everything appears normal and above board and it is entirely left to the observant (and not without a certain inherent simpatico with the macabre) reader to figure out the real story.
nicely done, yo
You never know what sinister motives lurk behind the normal. LOL. And thanks! 😀
You have managed to make me wonder about the garden, too. Well told!
Thanks, Mimi!
Ooh, nice one! Was this a challenge piece, and did you write a different entry for the contest? I’m hoping there will be some kind of collection of all the entries of all the contests.
Did this one as a challenge, Deborah. I didn’t make the cutoff for contest. Really bummed about that.
A collection of entries would be cool. I’d love to see the entries!
Ooh-er! I wouldn’t wanna come across Betty on a dark night. Cleverly done, Lisa. Definitely a likey-write!
A likey-write. That’s a good one! Thank you, Kimmie!
Definitely more to Betty than meets the eye…