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Recycling Babies (response to Image Writing Prompt #212)

I enjoyed this response to Image Writing Prompt #212 it took a very interesting turn.

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An old Chevor Model android, Verily43, hobbled with a cane through the factory.  It opened its olfactory nozzles and drew in an air sample, analyzing it with an internal mass spectrometer.  “It smells amazing in here already.”

“First batch is nearly done.  You’re noticing the burning and release of volatile organic compounds that remind us all of the ‘new android smell.'” The human, a bit of a grin on her face, pointed to the assembly line and one of the new androids coming off.  “This facility is unlike any other assembly center – and you can be an important part, Verily43.”

Verily43 moved its hip actuators, noticing the inefficiencies and signs of wear in the bearings.  Its hands were stiff.  Worse, no parts currently available would match its flagging pieces, and factory support had ended for the Chevor Models.  The joints would continue to degrade until they were unusable or…

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The Girl: Response to Dragonition Writing Prompt #389

An interesting story

Miss Marie’s Scribbles

He was willing to stay a couple of nights but no longer than that. He could not bear to go on in this manner more than a short amount of time. He could not bear to put the girl, or his wife, through that kind of pain.

She looked so peaceful as she slept. Her youth was written all over her face, the lines around her mouth smooth and shallow, unmarked by heavy stress. All that mouth had seen was laughter and flirty smiles and sweet, gentle kisses.

She rolls over under his arm, her hair tickling his chin. Her hair screams youth as well. A vibrant red, not yet overrun by stubborn grays, not yet dulled by pain and struggle. It smells sweet and spicy, her perfume – probably something from Victoria’s Secret – colliding with the cologne his wife had picked out for him years ago to make…

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Time to decode (response to Writing Prompt #281)

An interesting response Time to decode.

Reena Saxena

“What do these symbols mean?”

“There are three basic principles of communicating information that I know –letters and words exert a pull on the other, choices are gradually narrowed down to end speculation, and the final elimination of other alternatives.”

“What is your final message?”

“Words have become redundant. It is possible to communicate through symbols. Language is dead.”

“What are you trying to say? We work in a research lab, and write several papers and reports.”

“Unfortunately, not in the same era.”

“Elaborate.”

“There are some numbers on the last page to denote a date. It says 3050.”

(99 words)

Linked to

Dragonition Writing Prompt #281 and

Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch

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Pyramids (response to Image Writing Prompt #25)

The ending of Pyramids is very good and well done with the 52 word challenge that isn’t easy.

Reena Saxena

‘Do you remember when we lived down there?’

‘Not really it was too long ago.’

‘Then you’re lucky.’

“What is that memory which pains you?”

“It is embalmed and bandaged, and preserved in a pyramid.”

“Why does that pain you?”

“You and I were sworn enemies, and you lie next to me.”

(52 words)

Linked to

Image Writing Prompt #25 and Writespiration #130

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Stirrings of the Mind (response to Writing Prompt #277)

This is a very good description of my brain is sometimes when only writing can stop my thoughts buzzing. I really liked this poem Stirring of the Mind.

Reena Saxena

The incessant buzz

of thoughts that shatter

thoughts that inspire

thoughts that pass unnoticed

unnerve me.

My ideas are raw,

unfinished, unsophisticated

likely to be scorned

or laughed at.

I silence the voice.

The bees in my bonnet

have multiplied

they do not let me sleep

threatening an explosion

if not released.

Expression helps sanity

I am not God, but

it is nothing to be scoffed at

I have a sane voice

amidst loud, ungodly creatures.

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The Bridge (response to Writing Prompt #240)

Here is the link. Yes it was ironic and perhaps a fitting end.

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Writing prompt 240


He sat on the rail of the bridge watching the people cross, waiting for his next victim.

He didn’t know that he was being watched, followed from the second he stepped out of his house. He didn’t realize that there is someone who wanted to prove his methods were not up to par, not meticulous enough. He didn’t know that during his last attack, the single slip up was the reason he was now hunted.

Once a hunter, now hunted.

Hunted because he let the girl scratch his face and the police found the evidence of his DNA underneath her fingernails.

And now, he was no longer part of  the group. No longer welcomed.

Watching, he was being watched. Planning, his death was being planned, schemed.
The next day, newspapers read “the Bridge Serial Killer was Found Dead Beneath the Bridge.”
How ironic.

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Fundamentals (response to Writing Prompt #237)

Lovely story I look forward to reading more the link is here.

Reena Saxena

I was enraged to see Tia in tears, and the doll I bought for her pulled apart. The doll was supposed to cry when the nipple was pulled out from its mouth, and quiten on the same being inserted back.

Animesh was patiently trying to put it back together.

“I need to understand how it functions. I can order better toys for her, then…”

The doll was back in shape, but the charm of holding something new in hand was taken away from us. I saw shades of him in Tia, who would turn the toys upside down, and check how automobile wheels moved.

I had fallen in love with Animesh, who was ten years older, and my teacher. He would often say,

“One cannot understand the fundamental nature of things, without breaking down the existing structures and available information. Then, your imagination and creativity helps you in establishing a…

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Star Wars (response to Writing Challenge #22)

They did a great job incorporating all the different genres into one short and lovely poem Star Wars.

Reena Saxena

The fairy with purple rings

Is spreading its grey-blue wings

on the yellow orange sky

while the Sun collects its things.

The Stars emit energy waves

and the Earth below raves

about the Nocturnal Internet

for which other planets crave.

Killer Rays from aliens generate fear

They emit after donning action gear

Earthlings approach Stars for protection

Aliens come from afar, the Stars are near.

The stars approach the Moon

“You can make the Aliens swoon

with your brilliant spotless beauty

and we, to the Wind’s music croon.”

And there we tame the aliens into behaving themselves 🙂

Inspired by Dragonition at

Writing Challenge #22

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Where? (response to Writing Challenge #18)

This is great you get such a vivid sense of the place without haveing to use sight to describe it. The other senses creat a rich picture.

Reena Saxena

The heavenly aroma of herbs and grilled meat permeated my senses. The sound of cutlery touching the plates was not very pleasant though. How I wished, they invented noiseless cutlery!

I wanted to focus more on the whispers from the table behind me.

“Are you sure, this is our last meeting?”

“Yes. I think it is time to move on, and explore the world.”

“Without each other?”

“Why not? There is an ocean of opportunities beyond. Just look there…..”

“Hmmmm…….”

The cool breeze was soothing on my flushed skin. It had crossed the mighty waves in a high tide, to reach me at this end.

I tried to slurp soundlessly on the coconut ice cream, creating new sensations on my palate. What a fool I had been to remain enslaved to the chocolate flavour, all along!

It was great to be in …….

Inspired by Dragonition at

Writing Challenge #18

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The Battle (Response to Writing Challenge #17)

A response to Writing Challenge #17 can be found here ‘The Battle’ by Reena Saxena

Reena Saxena

Dragonition Prompt

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Life had been wasted in fighting the battle of mind-sets.

The battle of life had been wasted in fighting mind-sets.

The mind-sets had been wasted in fighting the battle of life.

The battle had been wasted in fighting mind-sets of life.

Prompted by

Dragonition Writing Challenge-17

Image: crazybeautifulchaos.blogspot.in

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Tell Me All About You…

I really like these questions posted on inkbiotic here is the link to Tell Me About You…

If you are a blogger, how would you describe what you write about? Are there specific themes you stick to or a style you use? (feel free to add a link)
– I am currently posting daily writing prompts. I also write short stories and poems. I don’t stick to any particular theme or genre but I do like to incorporate a little magic in most things. I used to post more random stuff but I’ve decided to narrow the focus of my blog just a smidge.

Do you write driven by inspiration or do you struggle to find things to say?
– Sometimes I am just inspired to write and other times I have to force myself to write. Sometimes I just feel like writing and have no idea what I am going to write about until I pick up the pen but the writing just flows out. Other times I have this really great idea of what to write about but when I start writing it just wont flow.

Which kinds of posts do you most like writing? Do other people like reading them?
– I like writing stories best and people seem to like them.

What wouldn’t you ever write about? Why?
– I wouldn’t ever write about something I found boring unless I had good reason too.

What’s your favourite post that you’ve written? (again, add a link if you like) What did you like about it? Did other people ‘get’ it?
– I think my favourite story I have posted so far is The Lovers it is a very short story. I liked the fact that it had more than one layer to it and I did this deliberatly which I don’t often think about. People still enjoyed it as a story but I know there is a metaphorical story hidden between the lines. I don’t know if anyone picked up that it was about consent. Maybe I should change the title but I didn’t want to make it obvious.

What’s your favourite post that someone else has written? What about it caught your attention?
– I have lots of favourites but here is one that I could find again. It is one of my favourite posts is Drop & Roll – Bend & Rub posted on life with luna cat which is a blog written mostly from the perspective of luna the cat. It is very entertaining to read.

Do you keep a blog because you want it to lead somewhere? Or do you just like writing?
– I keep a blog because I like writing and if it does lead somewhere that would be great and I kind of hope it might but mostly I keep it because I enjoy it.

What sort of blogs do you most like to read? Personal? Stories? Factual? Pictures?
– I like to read a variety but I especially like poetry, stories (any stories) and pictures always grab my eye.

What kind of posts put you off reading? Is there anything else about a blog that puts you off (eg fonts, popups)?
– I don’t like giffs or lots of movement of the page it makes my eyes hurt when I’m trying to read, especially if there is more than one.
– If the post doesn’t have a title I probably won’t click on it, just put ‘untitles’ it is easier to access.
– I struggle to read a post if the colour of text and the background colour are to similar for example both dark or both light, this is only okay if there isn’t much to read.
– A huge chunk of italics or swirly font can be off putting. Fancy fonts are great in small doses though.

When do you write and read blogs? From work? On the toilet? Inside a volcano?
– I usually read and write blog posts in bed. I used to do it in my free time at uni.

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Hello fellow Blogsters,

Over the past year, I’ve rattled on quite enough about me, now I want to know about you. Sometimes blogging can feel like I’m throwing posts out to the world, with no real clue what I’m doing. It makes me wonder how other people go about blogging and what it means to them. It doesn’t matter if you are a regular reader or are just in the mood to chat, I want to know about YOU. Please answer in the comments below, or if you feel particularly inspired, you can write on your own blog and put a link in the comments.

Questions, questions, questions…

If you are a blogger, how would you describe what you write about? Are there specific themes you stick to or a style you use? (feel free to add a link)

Do you write driven by inspiration or do you struggle to…

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