it’s a good game

“Let’s play Drop.”

“What’s that?”

Charles thought through his answer before responding.  He needed to choose his words carefully if he was going to convince his brother to play along.  “It’s a new kind of magic.”

“Magic?”  Casey’s eyes brightened at the word.  “Like the card game?”

“No, it isn’t a card game…”  Charles launched into a brief explanation of the game, what their roles would be, and what the potential outcome was.

Casey’s eyes grew wider as the plan was formulated, he was more excited than he could ever remember being.  “I’m nervous, though,” he confided.  “We’ll have to be quiet.  We’ll have to be patient.  And you know how I hate sitting still, my feet go to sleep and then when I try to move they feel like they are being stabbed by pins and knitting needles.”

Charles ignored the wrong expression, there was too much at stake to worry about such trivialities.  “Think of the glory.  Think of the rewards!”

His brother nodded in appreciation of what they would accomplish if they were successful in this new game, this mission.  “Okay, let’s do it.”

They quickly gathered the items they would need to play the game and then secreted through the house to get into position.  Once ready, their eyes met and they shared a moment of silent conversation, as only twins can do.  Reassurance passed back and forth.  They were doing the right thing.  They would win this game.

Charles dropped the heavy book, a reference manual of some sort he had seen his dad use on more than one occasion while completing the Sunday crossword, on the glass top of the desk in the study.  The accompanying clap echoed through the house, but Charles and Casey didn’t even notice as they were already on the move.

“What was that?”  Their father’s voice carried up the stairs.  The boys dove into their hiding place and began the hardest part of the plan.  They had to wait, hope he would come up to investigate the noise, and wouldn’t see them as he passed their hiding spot.  If it worked, if he moved down the hall to see why his book had fallen onto the desk, they would sneak down the stairs and victory would be theirs.

They would steal candy from a grownup.


Oh, I don’t know.  I was in the mood for something silly, and this is what my brain provided based on the prompt words for this week’s Inspiration Monday Writing Challenge:

Inspiration Monday logo

The Rules

There are none. Read the prompts, get inspired, write something. No word count minimum or maximum. You don’t have to include the exact prompt in your piece, and you can interpret the prompt(s) any way you like.


No really; I need rules!

Okay; write 200-500 words on the prompt of your choice. You may either use the prompt as the title of your piece or work it into the body of your piece. You must complete it before 6 pm CST on the Monday following this post.

The Prompts:






I couldn’t pick between the prompt words.  So, I used all of them.  It seemed like the thing to do.

the aftermath

Thoughts swirling, I find myself stirring far too early, darkness still holds sway.  The voices of those who gave their lives haunt me and keep sleep at bay.

Or, it was the sugar…


Word Count: 33

Today’s silliness brought to you as a follow-up to my “it was in the turkey’s best interest” post as well as the Trifextra:

“This weekend we are assuming that many of you are slogging your way through leftovers and family bickering (or is that just us?) and thus we’re going way easy on you.  This weekend we are asking for a 33-word free write.  Give us whatever you’ve got.”

It was in the turkey’s best interest

candy filled turkey

So, I was gifted a turkey.  It was plump and cute and, well, I feared for it’s health, so I decided it needed to undergo a bit of surgery.  Sort of like a nip/tuck.  Sort of like a stomach staple.  Well, you’ll see.

*Warning – the following pictures are very graphic and may not be suitable for all ages*

First, I gave the turkey a bit of a anesthesia so that it wouldn’t suffer during the procedure.  We here in the kingdom think it is important to treat all creatures humanely.

Then I made a small incision to withdraw some of the excess fat:

turkey, candy, turcandy

Don’t worry, while his eyes appear to be open, he definitely wasn’t aware of anything that was going on.

After removing a healthy portion of the turkey’s excess filling, I quickly closed up the incision.

vanilla bean ice cream and reeses pieces

I know he looks a little out of sorts in the above picture, but that’s just because the anesthesia had yet to fully wear off.  Still, doesn’t he look better?  Of course he does!  We aim to please here in the kingdom.

In fact, the procedure went so well with this little guy, that 2 more of his siblings have signed up for the same procedure…

Turkey nom nom nom


Turkeys need to watch their weight too, don’t they?

Don’t pay any attention to the mug with vanilla bean ice cream and turkey guts…  That is not the delicious dessert you are looking for.

Definitely not a picnic

Well, I guess it could be a picnic, but it isn’t a very nutritious one because the main food on hand is candy, candy, and more candy.  Yes, it is that time again: Halloween.  And in honor of this fun-filled day of flights of fancy and other such fantastic frivolities, I humbly submit the following:

If you go out in the streets tonight you’re sure of a big surprise
If you go out in the streets tonight you’d better go in disguise
For every ghoul that ever there was will wander there for certain
Because tonight the trick-or-treaters will go door to door

Every ghoul or ghost who’s been bad is sure of a treat today
There’s lots of marvelous things to eat and wonderful tricks to play
Beneath the dimming street lamps they’ll trick and treat as long as they please
When the trick-or-treaters go door to door

Candy time for those who dare
Costumed mischief makers are having a lovely time I fear
Goblins, zombies and vampires, wandering the dark streets without a care
See them stealthly creep about
They love to hear you shout
And they travel in pairs
And twelve o’clock their Mummies and Daddies will turn off all the lights
‘Cause they’ve learned to not wait for their sprites

If you go out in the streets tonight you better not go alone
It’s lovely out in the streets tonight and not much safer at home
For every ghost that ever there was will go in search of candy
Because tonight the trick-or-treaters will knock on your door


Obviously, adapted from “The Teddy Bear’s Picnic.”  


Halloween: one of the rare opportunities to either experiment with a personality/wardrobe that you wouldn’t normally chance or to let your true self (the one you normally have to keep hidden) out to roam the street for a few hours.

Plus, there is candy involved.  That makes everything better anyway. 

Whatever your case may be, trying out a new identity or breaking free from the shackles that bind you normally, remember to have fun out there tonight: partying, trick-or-treating, visiting a haunted house (staged or otherwise) or going for a moonlit walk through your local cemetery.

 And don’t forget the chocolate!