CCC109
Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
Here are some suggestions:
- An answering photo
- A cartoon
- A joke
- A caption
- An anecdote
- A short story (flash fiction)
- A poem
- A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
- An essay
- A song—the lyrics or the performance
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
- Your creative offering is indeed yours
- Your writing is kept to 150 words or less
If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it
If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory)
by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN
And for those who want a closer look, I risked my life and limbs to bring you this…
CCC109
I couldn’t get any closer; the beach is closed to humans
crispina kemp 
Breaking out of his pod awaken and wondering “Where am I?” (Do you see it?)
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Lovely. Broke into a chuckle. Not sure if the pod was a landing craft, or timetravel, or a nuclearshelter. But whichever, it definitely works
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oh, you’re tempting me
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Mmm… that is the intention
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Here is my take: https://castorpblog.wordpress.com/2020/12/09/__trashed-4__trashed/
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here is my take: https://castorpblog.wordpress.com/2020/10/06/__trashed-4__trashed/
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Here is my take: https://castorpblog.wordpress.com/2020/12/09/__trashed-4__trashed/
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It’s a peaceful scene, a pretty scene: the cliff, the beach, the sea, the wreckage of your car. I come here to meditate, to find my place in the world. Aesthetically and ethically, it would be complete if your corpse were still in the car. But we must make concessions to the state and its relentless desire to document death, as if that would control it.
And yet the poetry of the place eludes the state. The sea claws at the land, death claws at life. The sea goes no farther than the land, the car goes no farther than the shore. Your life ended here, while mine began. I suppose there is still poetry. You are not here and can never return. I come here as I choose. And I am responsible for both.
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That is wonderously poetic… in a strange sort of way. I love it. Bravo, you. 🙂
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LOL I didn’t even see the close up till I came back here to post my response … Yep. Only makes it better! Here’s to beach discoveries …
Na’ama
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This image haunts me. I’d love to know what happened. That beach is sealed off, not available to walkers. Too dangerouns.
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Yeah. I hear ya. Whatever happened with that car, I hope no one was IN it when it hit the beach.
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My thought too
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My thoughts
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I liked your take on this, Michael
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Thank you Crispina.
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🙃😎
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Here’s mine: https://jedigirlblog.wordpress.com/2020/12/14/atlantis-needs-cars-flash-fiction/
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And it’s great. Love it.
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Here’s mine 🙂 https://relaxitsallwrite.wordpress.com/2020/12/14/all-for-naught/
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