Twittering Tales #160 – 29 October 2019

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

cemetery-989920_1280-2Photo by kalhh at Pixabay.com

I warned them!

They had been practising the same song all evening.

I told the conductor that if I heard that song one more time they would regret it.

He just laughed.

He raised his baton, the choir took a breath and the first notes filled the air.

They’d all be singing a new song now!

(280 characters)

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 14/10/2018

img_1345-3Regular readers of my entries for Helen’s fantastic Song Lyric Sunday challenge will know that my first thoughts often head towards The Beatles. Well, they were there at just the right time for me. They were a huge influence in my life, and they wrote such great words and music.

So, what would Helen’s theme of hide/hiding/hidden produce if I were to go with the Beatles? “Hey, You’ve got to hide your love away.” of course!

NO, I’m not going with that. Instead, I’m choosing a group that I think failed to reach their full potential. They produced some great songs, and had commercial success, but failed to become as great as they could have done.

The group is BTO, Bachman–Turner Overdrive to those who don’t know. The track I’ve chosen fits in with this theme, but also could sit quite happily at the end of the month. The lyrics are a little uninspiring, and couldn’t have taken more than a few minutes to write, but how they are sung, and the guitar work, makes up for that.

If you wish to listen to a song of BTO that you may have heard before, then click on: You ain’t seen nothing yet!  Their number one hit in the USA, written as a joke about his brother, who had a stutter.

“I Don’t Have To Hide”

Black witches sing their verses
Of charms, hexes and curses
They tried to take out my eyes
But I don’t have to hide

I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide from you
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide from you

Black sunset’s on it’s way down
I’ve got to go out on the town
I’m not afraid of the night
But I don’t have to hide

I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide from you
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide from you

Black moon-dogs chasing at me
Way down to the sea
They want to steal my life
But I don’t have to hide

I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide from you
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide from you

Writer(s): TIMOTHY BACHMAN

Twittering Tale #56 – 31 October 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 140 characters or fewer.

This week we have three pictures to work with, and my contribution uses all three. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Pumpkin Mom looked out over her brood, fondly remembering the romps in the hay bales!
Granny, wrapping her stole around, smiled knowingly.

(137 characters)