Simply Six Minutes- 1/24/23 Maximus RIP

The challenge is to write a story in 6 minutes using the photo below as the prompt.

My people called me “Fluffy”. But you can call me “Maximus”.

That’s what my homies called me.

Yep, I was all THAT after dark with the ‘ladies’ too.

I lapped saucers of milk (that gave me gas), squeezed into tissue boxes, sprawled on keyboards, but mostly lazed on windowsills during the day… every day, until last Spring.

It was then my people decided to renovate the cellar, but they conveniently forgot to barricade the crawlspace under the front porch, so it was then I found my avenue to FREEDOM.

Tipping garbage cans and yowling at the moon made me feel alive!

Then I saw her. The prettiest little calico on Earth!

Matty was her name and lovin’ was her game. M-E-O-W!

Now it’s over. My 9th life left me after an ill-timed leap showing off for my Matty at the dump.

My only regret is all these darn steps on this stairway to heaven!

I wonder if they’ll have windowsills up there. I could use a rest.

https://christinebialczak.com/2023/01/24/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-01-24-2023/



Simply 6 Minutes- 1-17-23- Spoiled Much?

For this challenge, Christine asks us to write a story in just 6 minutes inspired by the photo below. If you’d like to join, follow the link at the bottom of this post.

Amanda was an only child and had moved out of her family home 9 years and 4 months ago leaving many of her personal items behind.
At first, her excuse not to take them was because of her tiny efficiency off-campus apartment.
Then, she graduated and moved across the country.
And two years ago, she got married and had a child.
Every time her mother expressed a desire to ‘clean up’ Amanda’s old room, she absolutely refused for anyone else to ‘rummage’ through “her memories”.
Finally, her mom and dad decided to sell their family home and buy a motorhome for doing some long ‘wished for’ traveling.
Her mom boxed up every little item including stuffed animals, dried up hair conditioner, and a deflated balloon from Amanda’s 17th birthday.
When Amanda received the hastily packed box ‘postage due’ she had a hissy fit. Everything clearly had been dumped into it!
Inside the box, she found this note:

Dear Amanda,
Here are the “memories” that you’ve somehow forgotten. There was absolutely no rummaging involved in the packing of this box. Consider the price of ‘postage due
the accumulated storage fee that was accruing for 9 years. No need to thank us for the family discount price.

You’re welcome just the same.
Love,

Mom and Dad



https://christinebialczak.com/2023/01/17/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-01-17-2023/

Simply 6 Minutes- Uncontrollable Meltdown

An optical illusion made of 400 tiles. 
Courtesy of Duncan Cook/Casa Ceramica

Uncontrollable Meltdown

Order was essential.

Silvia hated change and was meticulous about maintaining order. The lockdowns had thrown her for a loop!
No schedules… no consistency… and constant unease had affected her both mentally and physically. Nothing appeared ‘normal’. She felt her heart taking extra beats and started dropping everything she touched. Silvia was falling apart.

Now, the political disagreements in Congress had become too much for her to take!

“To Hell with changes! Leave it alone!” she wailed at the TV. Every part of her needed mundane, mindless, ‘normalcy’ to return.

She finally fell asleep in the fetal position waking just in time to make it to her therapist appointment. That was her only constant these days. As she settled into her usual chair in the safety of ‘her’ waiting room the receptionist announced that her doctor had taken a sudden leave of absence.

As she ran from the room wailing, the hallway floor began to move on its own and she collapsed.

Silvia was immediately rolled to the 9th floor Psych ward.
Lying in the bed next to her, she recognized her therapist.

https://christinebialczak.com/2023/01/03/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-01-03-2023/



Simply 6 Minutes Challenge- 12-13-22- Fetishy Creative

https://brightside.me/creativity-photography/24-strange-photos-that-will-baffle-even-the-most-imperturbable-people-438510/

It was my first time. The annual Ice and Snow Sculpture competition was taking place downtown.
I’d seen the ad in the local paper and thought, “Why not?”. Amateurs from the community gathered every February to decorate the main street and I loved exploring new creative ventures.
An effort to improve our local cohesiveness was critical, in my opinion.
This year’s theme was “Love Comes in Pairs”.
We had a whole day to sculpt so I set out to create a pair of lovebirds.
As I worked, a strange little man busied himself 10 yards away. He giggled all the while!
“Oh well.”, I thought, “Eccentrics number highly among those who love to create.”
My birds ended up looking like dinosaurs. No surprise!
But the man, I’d never seen before, got honorable mention for his pair of gigantic feet!
I overheard the judges discussing their decisions and found out that the weird guy was a local who was known to many as Foot Fetish Freddy.

https://christinebialczak.com/2022/12/13/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-12-13-2022/

Simply 6 Minutes Challenge- 11-15-22- A Fairy Tale Beginning


Today’s prompt is:
The photo below. https://unsplash.com/@chalkian

Once upon a time two hundred and seventy years ago during The Pandemic Period, many industrious entrepreneurs realized they could get rich on taxpayer’s money by building complexes to house the pockets of noncompliant citizens who refused to take a government mandated experimental ‘medicine’.

Contrary to safety codes (and human decency) Containment Buildings sprung up everywhere and those ‘antivaxxer criminals’ were rounded up and imprisoned there. They were fed a constant barrage of ‘approved’ information and irresistible promises until some of them decided to comply. Those who ‘held out’ were ultimately left ‘in the dark’ until one day their caretakers came no more to their doors. Soon, desperate hunger drove them to break out. The most industrious ones “MacGyvered” their own escape then aided the others.

When they ventured out into daylight, they found no one, absolutely NO ONE, alive.
The now Free People escaped immediately into the forests distancing themselves from the carnage and were the ones responsible for rebuilding our civilization.
Nature had prevailed! The weak and unimaginative were culled from the rest. Our Forefathers never found out what actually had happened so a large variety of tales persist.

Dear children,
This is why you’re here and thriving today.

THE END



https://christinebialczak.com/2022/11/15/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-11-15-2022/

Simply Six Minutes Challenge- 11/08/22- Together We Sing


Whew… this challenge asks us to write something, using the photo for inspiration, in only six minutes! (Give or take a tiny smidgen of time for edits.)


https://christinebialczak.com/2022/11/08/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-11-08-2022/



Once upon a time, in the land of Ney, a new invention ruined everyone’s day.
It was a box that broadcasted ‘what abouts?” filling the natives with suspicions and doubts.
It told them their color was their crowning glory and for everything else they ought to be sorry.
The black, the white, Pinto, and brown decided, right then, to adjust their own sound.
So, with notes all different, their lyrics lost rhyme and with all diverse beats and measures not one could keep time.
Oh, those differences lacked an orchestral blend, so the citizens cried for the commotion to end!
Two brave horsey guys, before too long, came together on one common song.
Together they made such a sweet melody, the equine society tossed out every TV.
Today on that planet those horseheads remain, happily singing one united refrain.

Simply 6 Minutes- 9-13-22- Requiem for the Artful

Today’s prompt is:

https://www.thebrokebackpacker.com/mysterious-places-in-india/

I’d been walking for 3 days without food or fresh water.
Suddenly, there it was!
An ancient cathedral in the middle of this barren landscape.
Was it a mirage due to my exhaustion and near collapse?

Even as I approach, the craftsmanship is breathtaking! All the wooden parts of the structure have long since rotted away yet the builders’ intention of enduring beauty is crystal clear.
No modern-day contractors would even attempt such a project and it is quite doubtful that they could imagine any artful plan anyway. Beauty and divinity no longer matter in 2022, and our humanity shows graying fraying edges directly for that reason.

Sweat pours down my face burning my eyes and I startle awake. Outside of my parked car in the glare of the midday sun, is a Walmart.
My catnap inspired dream of wandering in the heat undernourished-nearly dying-was less gut wrenching than this reality of such banal, purely functional, architecture.

157-words

https://christinebialczak.com/2022/09/13/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-09-13-2022/