Created for the Monthly Simlit Short Story Challenges hosted by Lisabeesims. We are a little story telling community that would love to see new writers joining in. Get more info and read the other stories at the end of the month
She sips her wine while pensively gazing out of the picture window at the old, gnarled and essentially dead tree with it’s single living branch bearing three diseased leaves clinging to life. She sings along to the lyrics that speak to her, even though she cannot discern their metaphorical meaning with any certainty. Somehow this song always feels deeply relevant.
The dying tree, the family tree; infected from the roots up. It has been there long before she was alive. She let it die, walking away from the lost cause that it was, but now there was no question that it needed to be cut down. She would have to call in an arborist for the job, otherwise she would risk those roots spreading disease through her now thriving garden nearby.
Ruminating about roots is a common occurrence for her; odd since she denies having or even needing them. But, she cannot help herself as she imagines herself a ghostly figure travelling back in time to the furthest known histories documented of her own family tree with curiosity and fascination.
As the beast of a tree is felled she wonders what nurtured this sprawl of once-living branches? When did the infection begin? Was it always there only to grow stronger with each new branch? Or did it arrive on the wind to weave its way into the parent plant’s tissues? Did the ongoing procreation and regeneration spread the disease or did the disease mutate the future growth? Nature or nurture? Environment or genetics?
The garden is bright now, no longer permanently shaded by the repressive gloom of the dead overhang. Blooms and colour come alive again. Birds and critters joyfully return. The tree is gone, but not without leaving one hopeful seed behind. She will plant it and call it her own. With care it will weather storms and hot searing droughts despite living in this confined space.
It will not reproduce; bear neither fruit nor seed. It will not burrow in deep roots of its own; that would be too risky with elements of the infection surely remaining deep down in that soil. But, these new roots are enough to bear the weight of growth as it reaches towards the sky to soak in the sunshine.
the word of the week brought to you by Brennachan
Sunday’s flash fiction read was this one from @reflexfiction on Twitter click the pic to read it
Wheel spin both days drew the Edison Deck journal prompts.
The highlight this weekend is the three CAS submissions who will star in our
community created stories that are posted below.
Sims created by Elinor_Astrid, divanthesimmer, and Onyeka001 – find them in the gallery #minraedminis
SPECIAL NOTE – the little “horses” were created by Pugowned 🙂
And last but not least here are three videos that came up in discussion, just for fun.
I highly recommend reading The Fool and The Frog to learn about Salien’s parents and their species.
I was very much inspired by the two days in my Twitch stream where we discussed many variations of the HOT theme. Also… you have to know about these amazing pets meticulously hand painted by Pugowned.
Below is an example for inspiration.
Peapod created a fabulous little art class and took this photo.
A few list prompts to get you thinking about academic themes and get ideas for writing: The idea of lists is to start to focus on a theme and look for what sparks your writer’s imagination.
List things you would like to learn about or learn to do
List things that you are proud of yourself for having learned
List your favourite subjects or things you learned in school
List stories, movies, series’ that are about or set in a school setting
Today’s wheel spin rolls…
And a bonus colouring page that you can print. It goes with the Unicorns bit above…
If you do colour it then be sure to tag me so I can see it.
Journal prompts for Sunday… Listening Skills! Your kindergarten teacher was right. Listening is important! List a few times when someone didn’t listen to you and describe how it made you feel. Wanna bet you’ve done the same thing? Take a moment to consider whether you need to STFU when someone is speaking to you. How can you be a better listener?
Try using the word of the day sometime this week.
Retrolark gave it a go with a mini story inspired by the theme and the worries of a teacher returning to school. Then we created two additional shots of her prep for back to schoool.
Divanthesimmer submitted Klass Klown, a student upset with his professor and he wrote this poem story for us to work with creating story images.
Thanks to everyone who joined in today. See you next week. See the next theme HERE
Find each of these in the creators’ gallery or with the #minraedmini or #minraedminis hashtag.
“I am your dwarf. I am the enemy within. I am the boss of your dreams. See. Your hand shakes. It is not palsy or booze. It is your doppelganger trying to get out. Beware.” Anne Sexton
“They say that when you meet somebody that looks just like you, you die.” P. Wish
Today’s writing prompt spins… above and below.
Sending out well wishes to Mena and her husband today. xo
Sentence Stems for Writing Warmup
If I had a doppelganger I would get them to…
My alternate universe/reality doppelganger would be…
Today’s spin was a Believe Card
Goth Family post apocalyptic doppelganger micro story panels will post soon.