Wacky Wednesday September 30 2015

Drat those clouds!

Drat those clouds!

The eclipse last Sunday was pretty cool. I’ve always heard of a blood moon, but had never thought I’d get to see one. My fascination with celestial objects began as a kid and somehow I’ve managed to miss most of the ‘once in a lifetime’ events.

·      Eclipses

·      Meteor showers

·      Rare comets

So, I was teased on Sunday with the cloud cover in my area. The moon was bright and clear, and it was ten minutes to show time. Then the biggest freaking cloud I’ve ever seen moved in and blocked my view! Talk about being bummed. Another one missed!

Fortunately, about thirty minutes later I check the sky and there was a break in the sky. I saw the eclipse and the moon turn orange and red and sections of clouds floated by. The effect was spectacular. 

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Look to the Sky for Creative Inspiration

Can an eclipse unblock creativity?

Can an eclipse unblock creativity?

I hope you were able to see the eclipse last night. It was pretty cool, but then again I’ve been fascinated with celestial objects since I was a kid. The moon turning red was the stuff of books, movies, and legends.

Unfortunately, eclipses have gotten a bad rap throughout history. They are associated with something foreboding, signify danger or impending doom. Once of my favorite movies, Practical Magic, has the main character’s sister cry, “Blood on the moon!” It’s a prediction of the bad stuff that’s to come in the plot and to the characters. You would think that if an omen as big and bold as a blood moon would make someone forgo rash decision making, but characters in books and movies tend to make poor choices at times. In this case, their use of magic in an inappropriate way leads to some crazy stuff. They can’t escape the omen and the consequences of their actions. (If you haven’t seen it, I recommend it. I love this movie.)

I wondered as I caught glimpses of the eclipse is how many creative people will be inspired by the moon? (That is if there were able to see it. There was a time when I thought the clouds were going to block it from sight all night.) Is it really a foretell of some horrible happening that’s yet to come or perhaps a positive event that unblocks our creative drive?

The moon itself has a bunch of characteristics that are downright crazy, causing anything from lunacy and madness to changing good people into werewolves or calling the devil up to roam the earth. Yet, Sunday’s eclipse instead of covering the moon completely in shadow had the light of the sun to illuminate it. There was a range of colors, gold, orange, and red.

If anything, seeing such an event will inspire me to imagine some great stories about what might happen under a blood red moon. Maybe I’ll go the old standard and create a story of danger or twist those myths around and write a tale of great love.

Wait a second … Practical Magic has both danger and love. Could the moon have inspired this story?

I hope this past weekend's moon helped you create great stories in whatever creative format you like.

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September 15 2015 Romance Weekly



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Welcome back! This week I, Fiona Riplee, have come up with a flash fiction. Here’s the challenge:

500 words or less. 

Write a cute meet. 

Character 1: profession = photographer

Character 2: profession =  insurance agent

Make sure to say hello to Leslie Hachtel this week. 

Here I go... 

Barry stepped, not one, but two actual steps forward. The barista needed a cup this morning, perhaps in the form of a beer hat. Actually, that wasn’t a bad idea for Barry either. The corporate photo shoot required an early rise. Unfortunately, Barry loved his bed and his unnatural attachment needed reinforcements in order for his survival. He hadn’t had a corporate client in months and was ready to throw his last batch of udon noodles to the dog. The long day ahead required about a three shots of espresso in a huge cup of coffee. He’d be lucky to catch lunch so the caffeine had to last.

An undedicated patron stepped out of line. Glee filled him as he moved three steps. The most intriguing feminine profile came into his view. His world imploded. Damn. He wished he hadn’t left his gear in the car. The dim cafe light complemented every curve. Dark curls darted from her head in a dual fashion, both wild and somehow corporate professional. He had to capture her on film. 

The insurance agency had limited time and cash requiring a digital shoot. He could edit the head shots on the fly right at the office. This woman in front of him deserved a picture he could develop himself. A photo shoot he’d take his time with. He’d find the right angles and experiment with light and shadow to bring out all her best features.

Another barista called her Bella. She approached the register and the employee made quick work of her order. Barry was disappointed, it was probably for the best. First order of business, mega cup of caffeine, then ogling, then getting thrown out of the cafe for starring. 

Bella looked around the shop and turned just so. His breath left his lungs in a whoosh. Warm honey eyes, as dark and as clear as his favorite wine bottle, starred back at him. His finger itched to snap a picture. 

His phone chimed in his pocket and, like a cartoon, a light bulb went off over his head. Could he sneak a picture of her? No. Bad idea.

He checked his notifications. Lance Insurance had delayed his start time an hour and thirty minutes. Damn. Lost money. Desperation had him responding okay. More time for the cafe incognito photo shoot. He angled his phone camera, but didn’t dare look up at his subject. The line moved in his peripheral vision and without thinking he stepped forward. 

He jumped back too late. The scaling coffee smelled like pumpkin spice, heavy on the spice and not so much on the pumpkin. The liquid spread in a circular pattern on the bottom of his shirt and the top of his pants. 

Honey eyes rounded in shock. It was her. He deserved the pain for violating her privacy. He had never before taken someone’s picture without permission. His eyes landed on the logo that graced the upper left side of her work shirt. Lance Industries. Hello, karma.

That was a fun cute meet. Hope you enjoyed. Find out Dani Jace’s spin on this week’s challenge. 

See you next week!