Paula Light’s challenge: , “Let’s celebrate the month of lurve (aka love)” by posting one thing we love every day throughout February.
When I write my stories, the ones that I am the most satisfied with are the ones with a sweet little twist at the end.
I love that move more then I love White Chocolate Chip Cookies.
Here are two “15 Second Horror Films ” that end with delicious twists.
Bon appétit
Fandango’s Provocative Question #108 –How do you feel about Valentine’s Day
How does the girl who once won in a landslide, an ” Ugly Dog ” contest- that’s the contest were a bunch of guys ask girls out and vote on who’s date was the ugliest- feel about Valentines Day?
I hate Valentines Day.
Full stop.
Period.
I think Valentine’s Day is bunk. I will always think it’s bunk. I hate it with a passion, which is a funny word to land on, all things considered.
However, the idea about hearts, especially free floating ones tickles my fancy.
So why all you lovers are making merry with chocolates and fancy underwear I can find fun on this day of love too.
Well. More like ” make fun of “.
Still, I guess it makes me feel included in the festivities too. So I guess there is that.
Now in keeping with the holiday
On to some heart related videos.
Paula Light’s challenge: , “Let’s celebrate the month of lurve (aka love) by posting one thing we love every day throughout February.
When my niece was reading Macbeth in school, I told her all about how it is bad luck to say ” Macbeth ” in a theater.
Why? She asked.
Because the actors back in Shakespeare’s time were are insane I said and they started that superstition.
Oh she waited for me to continue.
That’s all I got, I told her. They’re insane. I think it had something to do with the makeup they wore back then. I think it had LSD in it, I said sternly.
She waited for me to fess up.
I smiled.
And I did not fess up.
But for the curious you can read about the real reason HERE. It’s not as fun as my reason though.
Putting My Feet In The Dirt September Writing Prompts#10: Soft Spoken Secrets
I’m not sure exactly why today’s prompt brought to my mind the final moments of Pompeii, but it did.
I went to the Pompeii Exhibit when it was in Seattle about 5 years ago and the video below was part of the exhibit- the floor in the little theatre where we watched this shook and the room filled with smoke.
You had the sense that you were sitting in a room ( the walls looked like blocks of stone and we sat on benches that looked like they had been carved out of stone too) in Pompeii and looking out the window and to the city below and across to Mount Vesusvius herself.
Knowing what was going to happen was bad. Seeing dates and times made it real. Seeing the birds fly off was the scariest part for me.
But of course, it only got worse for Pompeii as the day moved forward.
In the end, hidden under all of that ash was Mount Vesusvius’ secret as well as the evidence of what she did over 2 days and the horror she caused to the residents of Pompeii.
A long time after the fact we learned all about it.
It was a softly spoken secret that you could hear in the sound of the burning.
.That’s all you could hear because the birds, the river and the port were all gone and there wasn’t much else to hear.
But hidden under the ash, buried below the Earth Vesusvius’ secret would come out and the world and the curious would learn it.
I guess the birds were singing on that day.
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso