Stories by Sarah

The Abyss

I stood on the precipice and looked into the abyss below. My knees quivered and my stomach flipped, as my body struggled to anchor itself to the sanctuary of land. I forced myself to confront the yawning darkness and felt the fear take hold.

One move, I thought, and that would be it. Gone.

I didn’t know what terrified me more – the thought of staying? Keeping myself on solid ground and dealing with the crap that lay ahead. Or how tempted I was to just let go? Let myself fall off again.

I sighed, and put the bottle down.

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Carrot Ranch, Flash Fiction Challenge – January 25, 2018. Task: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that goes to the edge. Consider what the edge might be and how it informs the story.

Scribblings by Sarah

The Gift

It was A Night Without Dreams, The Day the Stars Burned. The Fairy Queen wasn’t sure if it was Sleep Deprivation, or if A Girl Called Gift truly was a Revenant. Gift appeared through A Disquieting Haze – A Vision in Blue by The Mulberry Bush. She approached The Man Who Talks to Walls and he confirmed that Gift had indeed brought the gift of herself home…

By Sarah ©2018

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Image credit Furgur@Deviant Art

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Sunday Writing Prompt #239 – It’s All In The Title

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Saturday Mix – Same Same But Different, 27 January 2018

Good luck with this week’s challenge!

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie

Welcome to the Saturday Mix, 27 January 2018!

This week we are diving into the depths of our thesaurus and exploring the world of synonyms.

Same Same But Different
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead.

Your words this week are:

  1. sit
  2. stand
  3. understand
  4. grow
  5. spend

Your writing form is either poetry or prose.

Synonym Searching
Synonyms are words that are similar, or have a related meaning, to another word. They can be lifesavers when you want to avoid repeating the same word or if your word might not be the most appropriate. You can search for synonyms online at: http://www.thesaurus.com/

You may be asking yourself, What are some examples of synonyms?
Luckily, the nice folks at YourDictionary have some…

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Poetry by Sarah, Tanka

Going Somewhere?

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Image credit Matthew Smith via Unsplash

Roadworks, traffic, go.
Park the car. Take shuttle bus.
Check in and drop bags.
Gah! Flight delayed! Transport is
an exercise in patience.

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt – patience; and also, Ramblings Of A Writer, Weekly Tanka Prompt Poetry Challenge, Week 81 – Transport and Exercise

Photos by Sarah, Tuesday Photo Challenge

Banyan

This banyan tree is located close to the port in historical Lahaina town, Maui, which was the former capital of Hawaii. It is the oldest banyan tree in Hawaii.

The banyan tree, received as a gift by the Smith family in the 1870s, was planted on April 24, 1873. Its extensive trunk and support root system now covers 0.66 acres (0.27 ha).

It is not only the largest in Hawaii but also in the United States.

Prompt: Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 93 – Old

Scribblings by Sarah

Rant

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Image credit The Butler Soapbox

Yves’ challenge today is to ‘get on your soapbox and have a good rant. Your rant can deal with anything from minor pet peeves to serious societal issues and don’t feel like you need to hold back on my account‘.

I have an issue I would just love to rant about, but I am using my better judgment and refraining. It’s all a little too recent and raw, and I am fearful I will express things that are not appropriate or that I will end up regretting. I know that’s kind of the point of this post, but I’m still in the midst of processing and dealing with a betrayal.

However, I will have a rant about rants. As my husband would readily tell you, I am a bit of a ranter. I can be very black and white – especially when it comes to morals and following the rules. I see injustice, or liars and cheats, and my blood just boils. And….I have to tell everyone all about it! Sometimes, I can feel myself flipping my lid and inside my head I’m saying, ‘Calm down…ease up turbo’ but I just keep going. Like I have verbal diarrhoea!

Anyhow, it is something I am actively working on, by using mindfulness techniques, because I have come to realise that people don’t always share your values, and that expectations vs. reality can differ greatly. I have also come to realise there is a difference between venting and ranting. When I feel myself crossing that line, between a vent and a rant, I am starting to recognise and rein myself in. Blogging helps. I can rant creatively and more obscurely – saying what I need to say without becoming a shrew!

After recently going through the “Hawaii Missile Alert” debacle, it has certainly helped put things into perspective. If something grinds my gears, I am using the mantra, “Oh well, at least it’s not an inbound ballistic missile!”

Sometimes changing the lens through which you view a situation can transform everything…

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Sunday Writing Prompt, #238 – Rant

Scribblings by Sarah

One More Time

Even with a plethora of songs on my iPod, none of them, were filling the void I was feeling today. I flicked from one track to the next, feeling ever more, musically dissatisfied. I needed something that would turn my mood around.

Suddenly, I was struck with an idea. I wandered over to the buffet and pulled open the top drawer. Inside, I carefully extracted an old 45 vinyl record. Turning it slowly in my fingers, I smiled. Yes, I mused, pleased with myself. This would scratch my itch!

I opened the lid of my old, 80s stereo (that remarkably, still worked – they didn’t design things like this anymore) and flicked the power switch to on. A satisfying crackle of static hummed through the speakers, ever so briefly. Placing the vinyl on the the turntable, I manually guided the thin needle into the first groove of the record’s A side.

As the opening chimes of the piano riff began, I immediately began to feel soothed. The sound was amazing as it boomed through the stereo speakers, surrounding me and carrying me away. The molten voice of Gloria Gaynor soon sponged off all the hurt, rejection and disappointment, replacing it with something else.

A righteous, empowering, spirit overcame me, and I found myself jumping up; dancing and singing along, alone in my lounge room. In that moment, I knew things were going to be okay. I would be okay.

But as the final words of the song faded out, I decided I had better play it one more time, just to be sure…

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt – Suddenly; and also, The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 335, Words – design, plethora, soothe, groove, final, none, vinyl, chime, void, sponge, song, one

Stories by Sarah

The Ruins

I found myself in the ruins again.

I wasn’t quite sure how I’d gotten here. I seemed to be drawn to this place and when taking my morning walk, always ended up amidst the ruins. I knew it was banned. That I shouldn’t be here. The area was roped off with signs declaring ‘Danger. Unsafe buildings. Area closed.’

Yet, somehow, I was always standing on the other side of that rope, like someone with a backstage pass for their favourite band. Just standing there. Mesmerized by the buildings and memories of a place that once was.

Perturbed, I started to make my way back to the trail when I caught a scent of something foul. My nose wrinkled in disgust and I gagged, covering my mouth one hand. The odour was vile, yet somehow familiar. It tickled at the back of my mind as I tried to place it.

Suddenly, I was sent flying as I tripped on something. A small, sharp rock that had tumbled from the ruins. I landed hard. The breath knocked out of my chest, and my palms and knees grazed along the ground, before I finally came to a stop.

Shaken, I lay there for a second. Mentally checking my body for any serious injuries, and realising with a sigh of relief, just my pride and a few bruises.

I gathered myself up and decided this was the last time I would allow myself to visit the ruins. It was too dangerous, this place.

The smell continued to engulf me as I made my way home and finally I recognised the stench. It was the smell of the ruins themselves. Just like the other ruins, I’d experienced in my life. The smell of deceit. Of disappointment and mistrust. Of hurt and betrayal. And I knew they would keep knocking me down if I continued to allow myself to come here.

I steeled my mind and left the ruins behind. They were not worth a cent more of my time.

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Friday – January 19th, 2018; and also Saturday Mix, Double Take , 20 January 2018, Homophones – band (a musical group), banned (forbidden), cent (one hundredth of a dollar), scent (an aroma), sent (dispatched)

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Saturday Mix – Double Take, 20 January 2018

Double take with a double and trio of homophones this week…

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie

Welcome to the Saturday Mix, 20 January 2018!

This week we are seeing double with ‘Double Take’.

The ‘Double Take’ challenge focuses on the use of homophones* to build your writing piece. You have two sets of homophones and you are challenged to use all of them in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Our homophone sets this week are:

band – a musical group
bannedforbidden

and

cent – one hundredth of a dollar
scent – an aroma
sent – dispatched

You may be thinking to yourself, How can I use homophones in my writing?
Luckily, Kat at Literary Devices, has some examples for you.

Example of Homophones in Literature
This poem is filled homophones (marked in bold). They create a humorous effect in the poem through having the same pronunciation but altogether different meanings.

Sole owner am I of this…

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Stories by Sarah

Walking Away

Staring into the distance, I’m in disbelief at what has happened. How can someone you have known and trusted for so long, betray you? Turn out to be a stranger? These thoughts haunt me, and I shake my head, literally trying to rid myself from their grasp.

I consider the vast territory in front of me. It’s unknown. I have never ventured this far, nor pushed these boundaries. I lean down, tie my boots, and feeling steadfast on my feet once more, I know my course of action.

Sometimes, you just have to cut your losses and walk away.

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt – grasp; and also, Carrot Ranch, January 18, 2018 – In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes boots. Whose boots are they, where do they go and what is their significance? Go where the prompt leads.

Poetry by Sarah, Tanka

The Road To Hana

Cars, bikes and buses.
Winding; clinging to cliffsides.
Peaceful forest views,
showcasing nature’s wonders,
along the road to Hana.

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt – Wonder; and also, Ramblings Of A Writer, Weekly Tanka Prompt Poetry Challenge, Week 80 – nature and peace

Haibun, Poetry by Sarah

Haleakalā

La was a lazy sun god. Deciding when it would be light and when it would be dark. Frequently sleeping in and causing trouble for demigod Maui and his mother, Hina, who depended upon the sunshine to fish and work.

Hina, busy toiling a special cloth, needed it to be dried completely in the sun. With such short and unpredictable days, Hina was unable to do this. Frustrated and fed up, she complained to her son.

Maui, being mischievous and clever, came up with a plan. He made a long, strong rope and climbed in darkness into the mountains, to the top of Haleakalā, where he lay in wait for the troublesome sun god.

As La finally appeared, dazzling in his glorious light, Maui lassoed the sun and tied him to a nearby tree. Begging to be released, La promised Maui more light every day in exchange for his freedom. Because of Maui and his cunning plan, the Hawaiian islands now receive consistent sunshine every day.

To this day, Haleakalā is wao akua — a sacred place of the gods.

peaks reaching skyward
sacred house of sun rising
Haleakalā

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, January 17th 2018 – Into The Mountains
Polynesian legend information sourced from: https://www.bikemaui.com/legends-of-haleakala-maui/

Hawaii Five-O

Home time – Day 13, Hawaii Five-O

As the saying goes, ‘All good things must come to an end’ and after a simply marvellous, magical and certainly, memorable time on Maui and O’ahu, it is time to say ‘Mahalo and Aloha, Hawai’i’.

We are about to head out to the airport, so my favourite photo today is of my jam-packed backpack – at least five kilos heavier for my return trip!

Thanks to all of you who’ve tuned in and followed my adventures! I’ve loved sharing my holiday with you!

See you on the other side…

Hawaii Five-O

Pearl Harbor – Day 12, Hawaii Five-O

We awoke today to a terrifying Emergency Alert stating: ‘Ballistic missile threat inbound to Hawaii. Seek immediate shelter. This is not a drill.’

Chaos and panic ensued as we attempted to work out what to do and where to go and finally after about 45 agonising minutes, the all clear came through and apparently it was all a big ‘error’.

After this shaky start to our day, it seems the universe has a sense of schadenfreude, and the irony was not lost on us, as we set off for our scheduled visit to Pearl Harbor.

We visited the historic sites, museum, and the Arizona Memorial and avoided the missiles and torpedoes, before heading back into Waikiki to watch the sunset and drink some hard liquor!

My favourite photo from today is this shot of the Arizona memorial …

Hawaii Five-O

Diana Ross – Day 11, Hawaii Five-O

Yes, you read that title correctly.

Hawaii and Diana Ross folks.

I saw the great lady perform this evening at the Neal S. Blaisdell Center, near downtown Honolulu.

I am at a loss for words to describe the vibe in the concert hall, and the genuine love and kindness emanating from her. What a fabulous show and generous performer – giving TWO ‘hana hou’ (encores).

We only decided to go to the concert last minute after randomly seeing an ad on TV. I am so glad we did.

My favourite picture is a somewhat blurry (but still awesome, given our seats!) photo of Diana Ross…

Hawaii Five-O

Circle Island Tour – Day 10, Hawaii Five-O

Today we went on the ‘Circle Island Tour’ to see the highlights of O’ahu.

The tour included stops at Diamond Head, Kahala, Hanauma Bay and blowhole, Waimanalo village, Nu’uanu Pali Lookout, Byodo-In Temple, Kualoa Ranch, Hawaiin Farms Macadamia Farm, North Shore, including Sunset Beach and Haleiwa, before finishing up with a stop at the Dole plantation and partaking in a refreshing Dole whip. Delish!

My favourite photo today is a stunning panorama of Hanauma Bay…

Hawaii Five-O

Ala Moana Shopping Centre – Day 9, Hawaii Five-O

Since our hotel offered a free shuttle bus to and from this world renowned shopping centre, we spent most of the day engaging in more retail therapy. Luckily we were just in time for a free hula show at 1pm!

After a quick power nap we headed down to watch the sunset over Waikiki.

My favourite photo today is this time lapse photo of it…

Hawaii Five-O

Goodbye Maui, Hello O’ahu – Day 8, Hawaii Five-O

We left Maui this morning, and made our way to O’ahu. Although a complete contrast to Kihei where we’ve been staying, I do enjoy the busy-ness and bustling tourist feel of Waikiki – which also provides some great people watching opportunities!

We settled into our hotel, located in the heart of Waikiki. I had a relaxing swim and wander along the promenade before watching yet another a beautiful sunset…only to be greeted soon thereafter with torrential rain!

My favourite picture from today is a wet Waikiki at night…