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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #75 on: July 21, 2016, 09:12:00 pm »
Almost forgot. :orbunny:  Here is another word Iara.. "scintillate"

I checked your list. So I am pretty sure it's new.


Do Beag L. Howler's word before this one.  I can wait. :orbunny:

These short stories are great. If I may request one, I'd like to see how you do with the word "notorious."

Thank you both! The words have been added to my WIP list and will be completed in due time! Thank you for your readership!
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #76 on: August 10, 2016, 09:33:08 pm »
Polyglot

The phone buzzed on the table. “Yes?”

“The next candidate is ready to see you.”

“Send him in.”

The Andalusian-Friesian stallion stepped quietly into the stately office, his gray pinstripe suit standing out but a little from his raven coat. He decided to wear a blue tie, which accented the star and snip on his face.

He sat across from a stern Fallabella, whose gaze was searing despite her diminutive size. Her coat was a dapple gray, and her white mane was styled in a French braid. She wore a pale pink blouse and gray slacks. She swished her tail as she reached up to shake the nervous Andalusian’s paw.

“Greetings, Giorgio. I’ve heard much about you from our other interns.”

Both horses sat, the Falabella behind the desk and the Andalusian in an uncomfortably small swivel chair on the opposite side.

“Nice to meet you as well, Doctor.”

She scanned his resume. “Let’s see…you’re well versed in language, I noticed.”

“Yes,” Giorgio swallowed. He resisted tapping his hooves on the floor in anxiousness, and adjusted his tie instead.

“You know Spanish, Italian, English and several equine dialects of each. Hrm! Por favor, digame un ejemplo de cada.”

 “Pues…quiero trabajar en este corporacíon por seís años.”

Che è un lungo periodo di tempo!” the Falabella noted, continuing to read his resume.

Non mi qualifico per questa posizione fino a poco tempo, quando ho ottenuto in linguistica del mio Maestro.”

“You have a Master’s degree. Impressive. Most of our candidates stop with a Bachelor’s. You do seem driven, this much is evident.” The Falabella stopped reading his resume and stared at the stallion.

Giorgio smiled, praying the beads of sweat forming under his forelock didn’t begin to drip down his nose.

“You are also quite fluent. We need that in our company.” The Falabella hopped down from her chair and walked to the large window overlooking the city. Giorgio watched her, not daring to move from his chair. His legs began to cramp. 

“I know that science is not my first career choice, but I want to contribute to the community in a unique way.”

“Hm.”

“A lot of science journals are in desperate need of editors that are well versed in multiple languages. I can help with readership, and in turn, influence your impact factor.”

The Falabella turned, her arms folded. She stared hard at Giorgio, taking in his words during their awkward silence.

Then, “Have you edited a peer-reviewed work before?”

“Yes,” Giorgio nodded. “I also moonlighted at Scientific American for a short time. I learned how to write for the general public.”

“Are you implying my articles are not concise?” the Falabella snorted.

“…no!” Giorgio whickered, twisting his ears in confusion. “No! Not at all!” He felt heat rising from his cheeks to his ears.

“Are you implying my English is not good?!” the Falabella stepped closer to the Andalusian, her ears beginning to twist back and her nostrils flaring.

“No, Doctor. It is excellent, I assure you. I…just feel that science articles in general need help…we’d get more readership if we appealed to the general public.”

“Hm.” The Falabella’s ears twisted forward again. She took in his words. “I admit, sometimes…I need help. My English is not as excellent as you proclaim it to be.” She smiled wryly at the nerve-wracked stallion.  “Having a polyglot editor would be useful, someone to catch our mistakes at the company…yes, you will do. Follow me!”

Giorgio stood, flustered. “What?!”

“Come, come, follow me, before I change my mind,” the Falabella whinnied as she trotted out of her office into the hallway.

~Lost in Translation?~
Spanish phrases:
Por favor, digame un ejemplo de cada-Please say an example of each
Pues…quiero trabajar en este corporacíon por seís años-Well, I've wanted to work for this company for six years

Italian phrases:
Che è un lungo periodo di tempo-That's a long time
Non mi qualifico per questa posizione fino a poco tempo, quando ho ottenuto in linguistica del mio Maestro-I didn't qualify for this position until recently, when I obtained my Master's in linguistics
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #77 on: August 12, 2016, 10:01:47 am »
As usual you handled the word, and wrote the story well Iara.

I look forward to your next story. :orbunny:
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #78 on: September 24, 2016, 09:47:39 pm »
Notorious

Moongaze waited in the darkness. She could hear other furs milling around, their muffled voices filling the air.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder. It was time.

She lowered her head, rotated her head to the left and right. She took several deep breaths, jogged a bit out of nervousness.

She was known for lounging in the coffee shops around town, but she had never dared to do something like this before. It reminded her of playing the violin as a cub…the thrill of being on stage, with the hot lights on her fur and clothes…performing for others made all the walls around her crash to the ground, forgotten in the ecstasy of hitting all the right notes.

The music came on. “Ladies and gentlefurs…here is…Cupcake Sprinkles!”

She began to move as she hadn’t done before…twirling, skipping, walking like an Egyptian.

Nothin’ I can’t see but you…when you dance, dance, dance girl…

The furs in the audience watched. The judges scribbled notes. She moonwalked. She clapped her paws, and the furs in the audience did the same.

I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops, ooh
I can't take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally
Room on lock the way we rock it, so don't stop


She was energized by the music, and the comfort of being hidden from view while dancing gave her a surge of confidence.

Ooh, it's something magical
It's in the air, it's in my blood, it's rushing on
Don't need no reason, don't need control
I fly so high, no ceiling, when I'm in my zone


Her tongue lolled in suit as she began to end her dance. The music sent chills up and down her spine, numbing her…enveloping her…

She barely heard the judges responses. All she knew is that she felt like she was floating above the stage as she made her way back to the changing station. She gently removed the pink unicorn head, and shakily unzipped her suit.

She sat in front of the cooling fans, sucked down an entire water bottle while she cooled off. She wondered if what she had just done would be plastered all over the Internet.

She would finally be notorious for something more than just being an introvert.

Music: Can't Stop the Feeling
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #79 on: October 08, 2016, 07:55:50 am »
More good work Iara.  I would have commented sooner, but politics has distracted me. :-[

Keep up the good work. :orbunny:
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #80 on: November 04, 2016, 07:07:12 pm »
Scintillate

She wondered if she would ever see the stars again.

The rain pattered on the sides of the train car as it rattled along the track. The fluorescent glare in the car was blanketed by darkness as it moved into a tunnel. The car raced above ground, and she looked below at the city, its grime temporarily washed away by the rain.

The crumpled letter was in her clenched left paw. She brushed the tears from her fur again, drawing her legs close to her chest as she sat in the train car, her hooded sweatshirt and soaked leggings reminding her of home. Anywhere but here.

We regret to inform you…

That was all she needed to read. All she heard was the cacophony of raindrops on the rattling windows, the choked internal sobs, the years of ridicule that resurfaced. Fog enclosed the city as it enshrouded her mind, enveloping her in doubt, melancholy and fear.

She remembered the stars twinkling overhead in all those times she went camping, doing fieldwork. It didn’t matter with what group, or why…all she wanted to think about were the stars. How that huge vastness held so much possibility with each scintillating speck, how she chased her hopes and dreams as if she could somehow reach those stars, and bring one home.

Now, all she could focus on was the bitterness of rejection. All she wanted was to curl up, and never see the light of day or night again.

How many times has my disability held me back? How many times have I seen their sad glances despite their false smiles? I thought I had friends…I guess I was wrong, so very wrong…about everything…I guess…this dream really is that, after all…

She pulled her hoodie over her ears tighter, let the tears flow down her muzzle freely. I don’t care who sees…I just want to be accepted for who I am…and if my dream job won’t let me be myself, it’s not worth my time…my passion…it’s gone…

She barely registered when the intercom announced her stop. She reluctantly left the train car, watching it rush off into the night like a swift vanishing into the darkness.

She sighed, her sadness engulfing her as the rain soaked her to the bone. She opened her left paw over the empty railway.

The letter fell to the rail ties unceremoniously. Its words became blurred by the water and it began to absorb the surrounding soil.

Headlights lit her silhouette, and her mate ran to her, his uniform getting drenched.

She followed him back to the car, sobbing. A freight train rushed past the station, demolishing the letter and her dreams in the same instant.
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #81 on: November 05, 2016, 09:34:30 am »
That story is full of strong emotions. Was nice she had someone to
cling to at the end.

Enjoyed it. :orbunny:


By the way here is another word if you like. "banality"
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« Reply #82 on: November 05, 2016, 02:18:29 pm »
Thank you, Old Rabbit! I added your word to the list and will write a story around it soon.
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #83 on: January 07, 2017, 10:18:56 pm »
Banality

Moongaze was curled up in front of her TV, absentmindedly flipping through the channels. Ugh, nothing’s on, as usual…

A flash of a black cape, the crescendo of the violins, the rapid pace of the Spanish guitar and the dramatic pause of a masked hero…the glimpse of such banality made her roll her eyes. And yet…

She stopped channel surfing to watch the telenovela unfold, not wanting to watch but unable to look away.

“They’ve stolen my father’s sword! You must help!” a swooning vixen wept, her flouncy curls and running mascara enough to convey her tragedy.

“Of course, my lady!” cried the masked silver vulpine, his eyes narrowing at the escaping stallions with the sword held in the carriage between them.

The fox whistled sharply, and his stallion, a black destrier, rushed over to him. He leaped on, and galloped after the escaping bandits.

The hero chased the villains for a time, navigating the crowded city streets with ease, eventually winding up in a vast desert. The villains shot at the hero, but they missed, and he clung to the top of the carriage.

“You’ll never catch us alive!” the ne’er-do-wells protested.

The stallions whinnied in fright as they were cut loose from the carriage, bolting to the empty desert. The black destrier had somehow kept pace with the carriage, waiting patiently for his master.

The carriage came to a crashing halt, spilling the villains to the dust along with their prize, the missing sword. The masked hero stood over them, tsking.

“You should have let me drive!”

He snatched the sword, eyeing it in the summer sun. It was a beautiful piece of weaponry, a thin blade that was perfect for him to wield, even though it wasn’t made for him.

He swung the sword to them, grinning.

“I think I’ll take this back to the governor straight away.”

“Not if we can help it!” A nasty fight ensued between the silver vulpine and the two brutish coyotes, involving missed shots and close calls for the fox, but somehow he mounted his stallion, the sword in his paw. He raised it victoriously, his horse rearing and whinnying, his cape fluttering behind him.

Adios, amigos!” he laughed at them as he sped into town.

The villagers cheered as he dismounted, returning the sword with a flourish to the surprised governor and his teary daughter.

“Thank you, masked stranger!” the vixen placed a kiss on his cheek, and the fox winked, laughing.

That…was terrible…Moongaze shook her head, shutting off the TV.

Later that night, she sketched a black destrier in the mask with cape and hat, grinning mischievously…
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #84 on: January 08, 2017, 06:32:28 pm »
Wow, this is great stuff! You're wiz at this!
I have a word for you: murmuration
If you choose to do this one, I'll do a haiku based on your short story to accompany it.
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« Reply #85 on: January 09, 2017, 12:48:55 pm »
Wow, this is great stuff! You're wiz at this!
I have a word for you: murmuration
If you choose to do this one, I'll do a haiku based on your short story to accompany it.

Thanks, Howie! I will add your word to my list and write a story around it asap.  (:
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« Reply #86 on: January 15, 2017, 11:43:24 am »
More good writing Iara.  It's kind of nice to see a FOX as a hero. They
tend to be vilified in many stories.

"Vilified or vilify if you prefer." is my next word offer. :orbunny:
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Re: Iara's Writing Corner-Prompt Challenge!
« Reply #87 on: January 15, 2017, 03:53:35 pm »
More good writing Iara.  It's kind of nice to see a FOX as a hero. They
tend to be vilified in many stories.

"Vilified or vilify if you prefer." is my next word offer. :orbunny:

Thanks, Old Rabbit! I will add villify to the list.  (:
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« Reply #88 on: March 01, 2017, 09:54:27 pm »
I've been busy with work, but will catch up on the stories asap! Thanks for your readership and patience!  :-[
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« Reply #89 on: March 10, 2017, 11:30:51 pm »
Murmuration
Moongaze had only seen it on documentaries: what appeared to be a cloud of soot twisting in an evening sky was actually a huge flock of starlings. They moved as a single mass, each bird moving in time with the ones around it, as fish in the ocean. The birds who couldn’t keep up were prey for other birds or even mammals, should they falter and fall.

Right now, she felt like that starling who couldn’t keep up.

She persisted in joining the field crew for another expedition, despite her rejection letter and lack of experience. She’d been on trips before, but was often unsuccessful in her attempts to fit in. She wanted so badly to fit in, she was willing to sacrifice a whole month’s worth of decent pay…a whole month away from her mate…a whole month of sanity to prove to herself she was worthy of being accepted.

The rest of the team was huddled in the corner by the vehicles, which were loaded up with gear and supplies. They chatted amongst themselves, their movements as one, their goals aligned.

Murmurs and glances, shaking heads, deep sighs.

“Not her again! She’s slow and weak. She’ll just get in the way.”

“The only thing she was good at was sitting on her paws.”

“…or tripping over them.” Hushed giggles and smirks followed.

“She doesn’t get us…or what we’re about…just leave her behind, like we did before. She’s just going to weigh us down.”

“It was only her second time in the field, though.” The dissenter folded his arms, head down, listening to the team’s reasoning. “We shouldn’t be so hard on her. How can she learn if she can’t make mistakes?”

“She’s socially inept! We don’t need that!” another crew member argued, almost a little too loudly.

Silence followed the outburst.

Moongaze watched their heated discussion from a distance. She looked at the caravan, at the gravel beneath her feet. She looked at the horizon, the bright blue sky framed by wispy white clouds. Anything to keep her thoughts positive. Anything to keep her heart from sinking.

“She slowed down for me. She stayed with me when everyone else here decided to go ahead.”

“She was careful with excavating and prospecting. She helped me find a potential quarry site.”

“She was good with the cubs.”

“We won’t be bringing them with us, though.”

Silence again filled the air. The team shuffled their boots in the dirt, argued amongst themselves some more.

“She’s an educator, not a researcher. Leave her here. She’s not worth our time. We need serious work, not a trial run.”

The team moved toward her. She waited, ears perked, heart pounding.

“Our answer is no,” one of the team members bluntly spat. “Please go home. Stop wasting your time.”

The team turned away, heading toward the vehicles. The dissenter paused, letting the group go.

He approached Moongaze. She did her best to hide her tears and pain. He watched her hoist her things with great effort, heading back to her mate’s waiting car.

“Wait!”

Moongaze sighed. She didn’t look back, but paused, setting her things down somewhat. “Whatever you have to say, I don’t need to hear it. You’ve made your choice.”

“Look, I think you have potential, okay? Maybe not with this team, but with another. You deserve to work with a better one.”

“Like I haven’t heard that before,” Moongaze shook her head.

“You deserve another chance. Come with me, join my team halfway round the world, where you’ll be respected for once.”

“Ptah, what for? To be ridiculed again?” Moongaze turned around to face the dissenter.

“We need more educators who are willing to be a part of fieldwork, to share their experiences and encourage interest in our work. Those are fools that rejected you. Please, reconsider?”

Moongaze paused. “Will I be compensated?”

“Monetarily, only partially. Funds and space are limited.”

“I will think about it.”

Moongaze picked up her gear, made her way back to her mate’s car. They drove off, away from the caravan and away from her idea of securing her dream career. Away from the screeching starlings that twisted in the wind, their harsh voices fading with each mile beneath the tire treads.
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