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Carrot Ranch Flash FictionThe NaNoWriMo sprints are over, yet the endurance test has only begun. Fall colors still blaze around my house as I slowly drag out the red, white, green and gold decorations. The Hub is playing Eric Clapton and I’m blasting Christmas carols on my computer.

And, we averted near-disaster: I picked up a few writing assignments and the Hub got called into work tomorrow.

Thus I’m feeling as though my head is spinning. It reminds me of the days when the Radio Geek was a young Ballerina and danced the Nutcracker every December for six or seven years in a row (yes, I lost count). It felt like a decade of Decembers saw me backstage helping with bobby-pins and quick costume changes.

My hands are not fast. I’m still awkward like I was as a kid as if I never outgrew that stage. I fumble, confuse left and right, and will notoriously be known as that parent who put the Prince’s vest on upside-down. Considering that he was a young 20-something hunk, I can live with being the cause of that costume malfunction. He danced bare-chested that year.

Now where was I…oh, yes, dissonance continues to be a theme in real life. I know harmony will follow these transitions–the house will be fully decked with evergreens, the writing will continue, work will roll in to save our bacon (or buy it) and I’ll win the war of Christmas music in the home. The Hub eventually gives up. Writers are a persistent lot.

Last week was a blast with all the unlikely and unusual pairings. So I thought I’d continue to roll with it and come up with something seasonal and something odd. Sugar cookies and toilet paper. Santa’s sleigh and an Austin Allegro. Reindeer and black flies. A manger and a New York City penthouse. Boughs of holly and barking wiener dogs. The Nutcracker and the emergency room. Holiday ham and a WWII uniform. Chestnuts roasting and a railroad hobo. Prayers and vagrancy.

If you experience brain-freeze at the idea of coming up with a pair, use any of the above examples. Or jot down the first thing that comes to mind in association of “Christmas” or “Hanukkah”  or “Yule” or “Kwanza.” Then pair it with something that seems the opposite or different. Playing word games can free up creative ideas.

December 3, 2014 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that pairs something seasonal with something odd. You can select your own two or pick from the suggested pairings above. Keep one associated with the December holiday season.

Respond by December 9 to be included in the weekly compilation. Rules are here.

And a huge, harmonious thank you to Rough writer, Larry LaForge, who has wrangled a compilation or our latest compilations at Larry LaForge 100 Words.  And, it’s hopeful to called, “indefatigable.” Gracias, Mi Amigo!

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Drummer Boy and White Linen by Charli Mills

“I’ll sit with him,” announced Aunt Mary. Weary expressions from family members old and young, nodded, grateful. It was Appalachian custom to sit up all night.

Uncle Joseph stoked the embers and laid a large log on the fire. Like yule, it would burn all night. He kissed his wife’s cheek, following the young cousins and their mothers to the sleeping loft.

Aunt Mary had saved a swatch of white linen. She began to lace its edge–an extravagant gesture for drummer boy’s mother. He was already swaddled in what linen remained after burying all his older Confederate brothers.

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  1. lorilschafer says:

    Love the piece, Charli – very touching 🙂

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  2. First attempt at this prompt project, your blog was recommended by TanGental, or rather Geoff Lepard (http://geofflepard.com)
    I enjoyed reading your piece, it’s lovely, and I also enjoyed the prompt challenge. Thank you for the opportunity to join in so freely.
    Here’s the link:
    http://loveliterarylife.com/2014/12/04/a-star-and-black-fur/

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  3. Annecdotist says:

    So glad things are picking up for you financially, Charli. Just in time for Christmas!
    Interesting prompt for me since my associations to Yuletide and rarely the joy of turkey and tinsel. Although I am taking part in a carol concert, Christmas is not really my thing.
    Loved your Flash – I’ve got something with a similar angle here
    http://flashfictionmagazine.com/blog/2014/03/21/the-wilsons-go-shopping/
    Hope to pop back in a few days with my 99 words.

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    • Norah says:

      I remember reading your story, Anne. I see the link with Charli’s flash. Very touching.

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    • Charli Mills says:

      I’m hoping this period in my life can be one of those “perseverance” stories. 🙂 We are open to all seasonal holidays which call to our inner desire for the return of light. At least that’s how I feel! I love Christmas lights because it is so dark and gray in December and January (yes, I leave them up until I feel the days getting longer again). I’m going to check out your story, shortly! Thanks!

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    • I thought you captured Christmas to a tee (is that also an English expression) Anne.

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      • Annecdotist says:

        Haven’t managed to do a post this time, Charli, but I’ve whittled the Wilsons down to 99 words.
        It’s a family affair, no doubt about it, and we’ve hit the Christmas Eve obstacle course with four generations of ours. Deft teamwork takes the trolley through aisles of goose-fat, sprouts and stollen to the checkout in record time.
        “Daddy!” shouts the baby to a stranger at the next till. Gran tries distracting her with a Jingle Bells singalong but she calls out again. Seasonally cheerful, shoppers turn and smile.
        Dad freezes stuffing chestnuts in a plastic bag. I take the wreath from the trolley to place on the belt. It’s not for the door but my brother’s grave.
        Thanks those of you who’ve commented on the Flash Fiction Magazine site. Charli, if you put this in the compilation perhaps you can link to a fuller version there.
        And, on a more cheerful note, here’s the link to one of the jolly carols I’m learning for a Christmas concert:

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      • Charli Mills says:

        This story distilled beautifully! Larry gives me a nice format to follow to his longer version each week, so I’ll do that for yours, too. That’s the link I used on Twitter, as well. Thanks for sharing the jolly video. I’m rocking out to it as I read blogs. 🙂

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  4. Norah says:

    How interesting to continue the pairings. Love your suggestions. Any there would do. I wonder should/will I continue with Marnie. Last week’s scene took place at a Christmas pageant. Maybe I should try a pageant in her childhood. I’ll see.
    Your flash is excellent, as usual, though very sad. Some families have so much grief to deal with, I don’t know how they cope.
    I wish you and your family all the best for the holiday season. 🙂

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    • Charli Mills says:

      A tiny token of a lace handkerchief when really they had no more white linen to spare is like one of those sparks of humanity that rises out of the ashes of grief. Healing, I think, begins like that. Makes me think of those who are grieving this time of year, too. Norah, I’m so excited that you are going to continue Marnie’s story. It has so much heart and has taken on depth as you’ve woven childhood and adult aftermath in these flashes. Keep writing into it! The story can be a beautiful vehicle for talking about children and education. Happy holidays to you and your family down under! 🙂

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    • Amazing how much a tiny scrap of linen would mean when seen by someone back then (they knew what it meant and how much it cost–financially and emotionally) and how something that small would be overlooked today.

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  5. Ack! Another dissonant flash! I can’t use an online generator this time so I shall find a way to do this. Challenge accepted. Also, I love that you’ve included all the winter holidays here. Merci Beaucoup. (You forgot Saturnalia but I won’t tell.) 😉

    Such moving flash. I love this one.

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    • P.S. The anecdote about the upside-down vest! 😀 Awesome.

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    • Charli Mills says:

      I thought that might be your reaction! I was going to link to a word generator and then I realized it wouldn’t work for the theme idea. I figured, you’re always up for a challenge! 😀

      You inspired this with copper lipstick. That was my first thought for drummer boy. Then my hamster-wheel-brain whirled to brass bullets and that’s too close to guns, then guns made me think of the young Confederate boys who ran off to join their brothers and uncles in the Civil War and were designated drummer boys. Civil War led me to think of my WIP. So I wrote about the family (Greene’s) whose story I don’t tell in Rock Creek. That led to Mary and Joseph Greene (how convenient their real names are to the Christmas story). Now you know how my mind works (scary)!

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      • You know it. I am always up for a challenge. This one was rough and I tried using the word generator anyway (bringing it down to one word–to use as my “odd” one) but kept getting things that went too well with the holidays. So…my story will be up shortly. 🙂

        What did they thank you for? The bare-chested performance or the fact that the director took out everything on you and left them alone?

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      • Charli Mills says:

        Oh, sure! Generate one word! You’re so clever. 🙂

        Both, I believe. The director was terrifying from some former Soviet-block country. And the Prince, well, he had an very nice chest. 🙂

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      • How did I miss that my copper lipstick inspired this? I’m frazzled. I think it is fascinating keeping track of how we get somewhere from somewhere else. I’m often describing to my husband how this led to that which led to that which led to this so, really, it’s not off-topic. 😉

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      • Charli Mills says:

        It’s all connected! 😀

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      • I used your word generator idea this time Sarah but on two sites. I got one word from a normal word generator carrion and I searched for a christmas season word generator (yes there are a few) to come up with my Christmas word (actually two words as most of them were phrases like christmas tree, santa’s helpers, plum pudding (which I got).

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    • Charli Mills says:

      Ha, ha! I had to look up Saturnalia. It brought to mind, Saturnalia and Roman Orgies…but wait…that’s the same thing! 😉

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  6. […] I am back at the Carrot Ranch, which last week I called the Carrot Farm, though no one noticed, or if they did they were too […]

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  7. Rosalind Nazilli says:

    Trying to lose three words takes ages. Apologies for calling here The Carrot FARM last week..

    Here is my submission.

    http://therosnazilli.wordpress.com/2014/12/04/the-carrot-ranch-flashfiction/

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  8. Rosalind Nazilli says:

    Oh and I love your story – The Little Drummer boy touches us all I think..x

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  9. […] December 3 Prompt: Dissonance and Holidays (Write a story that pairs something seasonal with something odd.) My two words are: Stocking and Window Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch […]

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  10. Okay. Here is my attempt at dissonance for the holidays:

    http://flashfictionmagazine.com/sarahbrentyn/

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  11. TanGental says:

    Ah the upside down vest trick! Better than my first attempt at putting a nappy (diaper) on the Lawyer. I nailed it. It was only as I stood back with a Tada! barely on my lips that the Textiliste pointed out I’d strapped his right arm inside.
    NZ air is proving fertile. Two pieces are coming to the surface again. I’ll be back…

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  12. rllafg says:

    Tinsel Factory by Larry LaForge

    He never liked the stuff, but Morton took the low paying seasonal job to help his strapped family make ends meet. It’s been hectic since September as many folks nowadays put up their Christmas tree near Halloween.

    Morton runs the tinsel packing machine. He comes home with glittery remnants all over him.

    The daily ritual has a side benefit, though. Morton stands spreadeagled in the doorway as his wife and kids pluck tinsel from his hair, face, torso, arms and legs. They throw it in a large box.

    Soon they will have enough to put up their own tree.

    *****
    The 100-word version of this story is posted at larrylaforge100words on Flash Fiction Magazine. http://flashfictionmagazine.com/larrylaforge100words/2014/12/05/tinsel-factory/

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  13. Sherri says:

    Love your flash Charli, so moving and tender. And still thinking of the bare-chested 20 something hunk, lol 🙂 Not too bad a price to pay…you are one dedicated mama, oh the things we do for our children…Love the prompt…and you know, I’m sure I can hear Christmas music, can’t think where it’s coming from… 🙄

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  14. […] Mills is at odds with her prompts just now. Not sure who put the grit in her grits but it’s all about jarring […]

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  15. […] Charli’s December 3, 2014 prompt:over at the Carrot ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that pairs something seasonal with something odd. You can select your own two or pick from the suggested pairings above. Keep one associated with the December holiday season. […]

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  16. What a great anecdote with the ballet costume. Those are the great stories that will live on in memory. Glad you also have some paying work when you want it.
    Charli a great prompt and interesting where it takes you when you have two items that clash. Your flash does just that. So sad. Loved hearing your thought process as you explained how you got to it from Sarah’s lipstick.

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  17. stephanie710 says:

    You know I’m all over the barking wiener dogs and holly. 🙂 An excellent pairing if you ask me. I’m really enjoying your blog and writing. Great stuff. xx

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  18. Pat Cummings says:

    Hi, again, Charli. It’s probably true, you hooked me in one…

    Mine is Christmas Presence, at http://goo.gl/tHFJTL ….

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    • Charli Mills says:

      Yes! Good to hear! Ah, I like the title…off to read.

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    • Pat Cummings says:

      I just barely talked myself out of calling it “Christmas and Hitler”, because that would have been too weird. Then I looked for a face+Christmas tree image for the blog page, and — Twilight Zone theme plays — there was a Hitler face IN a tree…

      The world is weirder than we CAN imagine!

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      • Charli Mills says:

        The world can weird, indeed! Who knew? Hitler in a Christmas tree! 🙂 Sometimes as writers, we are the collectors of the weird, trying to make sense and give meaning. Or simply reporting the facts that masquerade as fiction.

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  19. Sarah says:

    I loved your piece! I feel so sorry for the boy’s mother, such loss.

    Your suggestion of a manger and a New York City penthouse caught my imagination before I finished reading your blog! Here’s my take on that Christmas story. https://fictionaslife.wordpress.com/2014/12/09/a-manger-in-the-mansion/

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  20. Georgia Bell says:

    Sneaking in under the wire (again). I like the challenge of these odd pairings. Makes me stretch a little. Thanks, Charli. Here’s my contribution.
    http://georgiabellbooks.blogspot.ca/2014/12/hell-hath-no-fury.html

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  21. […] This week Charli has continued in the same vein, challenging us to In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that pairs something seasonal with something odd.  […]

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  22. Norah says:

    Hi Charli,
    Thanks for the prompt. I have written two pieces, one hopefully not quite as dismal as the other. You choose http://wp.me/p3O5Jj-m3 Thanks, Norah 🙂

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  23. Here’s this week’s flash, slightly earlier than sliding in to a rapidly disappearing deadline, too! How impressive is that :-O. Not Merlin this week, something from distant memory and distant lands:

    Good King Wenceslas and the Archaeologist

    It came upon a midnight clear, the voice of King Wenceslas in my ear:
    “You must honour my countryfolk!”
    “And how am I to do that? It’s been twenty years since I dug them up. Back then, they were forensically unidentifiable even as Bohemian aristocracy. A 14th century Duke and his Duchess, privileged to have been buried so close to the walls of St Vitus’ Cathedral, was the best I could do.”
    “I know their names, as you do their story. On the feast of Saint Stephen you will go to my church in Stará Boleslav and proclaim it.”

    And here’s the blog post with the backstory on it. Just as well we get more than 99 words for such things!!

    http://wp.me/p4rcRJ-hH

    Christmassy Blessings to all,
    Tally:-)

    PS: Blogging Worlds Without End every day as an Advent Journey, and writing these Christmassy flashes is giving me just enough Christmas spirit to experience it positively and in my very own way, so thanks for the inspiration that you provide without knowing it, Charli 🙂 xxx

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    • Charli Mills says:

      Very cool pairing! Love how you use archaeology as a teleport between time and cultures, yet identifying the importance of story no matter the time. And, I have to chuckle over, “I dug them up.” And a bonus backstory, too! Yay! I’m so glad you are keeping infused with the positivity! 😀 Many, many blessings to you!

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