Microfiction Twittering Tale: November

Earlier today, I pinched Kat Myrman’s photo prompt for a haibun. It was intended as a prompt for a twittering tale. Here’s the tale, in 137 characters.

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It felt like November. She kept her distance out of habit not really caring. She was leaving and from now on it would always be November.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

30 thoughts on “Microfiction Twittering Tale: November”

      1. Ha! My greatest fear is that Jr., SIL and the rest will throw themselves under the bus to protect Trump, be convicted and then pardoned by the same…Sir Orange. It’s the only explanation for why they’re sharing their own leaks/emails and incriminating themselves. 😳 I hope I never reach the place of not being surprised by the depths this crowd can reach.

      2. They behave as if they’re in a TV series. We just watch open-mouthed and wonder how in the name of all that’s holy millions and millions of people voted for it.

      3. I am among the millions here who didn’t vote for him and we can’t figure it out either. It is clearer and clearer though that the insanity that has been unleashed has been brewing below the surface for decades. Just took Trump to release it.

      4. I suspect that’s what’s happening all over the world. The rise of the far right everywhere is symptomatic of the dissatisfaction people feel with their lives, and how eager they are to pounce on the first scapegoat that’s offered. Politicians have been blind to what people want and how they live for too long. It’s the ivory tower syndrome.

      5. So true. It’s ironic to me that even though social media and the internet and ease of travel have connected us, we are more isolated from one another than ever. :/

      6. Governments everywhere need a good shake up. The same families have been running the show for decades as if the world is their private property. No wonder ordinary people feel nobody cares about them.

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