Thanks to some excellent feedback from you, my loyal followers, I’ve made some changes.
- To clarify, submissions should be anywhere between 100 and 250 words. It seems some people thought they had to write 250 words.
- You can either simply post your contribution in the Comments section below or add a link or both. In other words, you don’t need to have a blog to participate.
- As always, if you are new to Min Min, please read the guidelines in About Min Min before you post.
This week’s prompt is ‘Cancellation’.
So, put on your creative hats and rambling boots and see where it takes you in 100-250 words.
My deepest apologies for a 500 word linked story … https://cagedunn.com/2023/02/25/min-min/
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No apologies necessary. I distinctly recall giving you a double licence for your first entry. 🙂
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Now that I have it in writing …
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🙂
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Here is my entry. I was bang on the word limit but had to adjust post publishing due to WordPress gremlins. I took a slightly different view of cancellation. Hope you like it.
The neighbours weren’t happy! https://forestwoodfolkart.wordpress.com/2023/02/27/when-the-neighbour-cancels/
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So much reflects the neighbour dilemma, especially the in and out crowds that seem to arise like triffids in communities. Loved it.
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I have seen instances of friendly, collegial communities that suddenly fall apart when one spanner or triffid is thrown into the mix.
Gary was very confused and affected by Errol’s immature response with catastrophic and financial consequences for Errol. Once the dementia was discovered, disappointment or social rejection turned to sadness.
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I’ve seen the BFF phenomenon play out in some situations but this was a really novel one. Thank you. Made me chuckle
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And the water spray bottle thing really happened!!
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OK, so no prose sprang forth but I did manage a poem
https://wordpress.com/post/briansdiary.blog/686
Cancellation
Cancellation, a word so fine
Erasing everything of mine
Look around and you will see
That nothing now belongs to me..
Or never did
As behind various role I hid
But cancelled these are now
Having long taken my final bow…
Though questions for me still remain
Teasing at my tortured brain
Did I do enough of this and that?
Was my weave just senseless tat?
Self-doubt seems wherever you look
The confident, the proud, in every nook
Our history shaped by what we’ve done
Put it aside and have some fun.
Attempting this time of life to enjoy
Not seeking out the latest toy
Building depth in what you’ve gained
Not just acting as you’ve been trained.
So, cancellation may not be a bad thing
Looking back on what to bring
Into another stage of life
Only certain there’s sure to be strife
Brian Matthews, 28-2-23
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Theoretically it’s about stories but what poem isn’t a story of sorts. Apparently there even prose poems. 😉
‘Was my weave just senseless tat?’ Great line, Brian.
Ps – Might want to pluralise ‘role’ in the second stanza on your blog. Don’t want the grammar police knocking on your door. 🙂
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