The Great New Min Min Challenge.
In less than 250 words write a story inspired by “strange lights in the sky”.
Click here to hear the author read his words:
Rock n Roll
Even at a rock festival, this is unusual.
The entire park is flooded with bright light from the night sky.
And, floating maybe 100 feet above the field, is what appears to be a space ship.
Some people cheer, thinking it is part of the show.
Some flee in panic.
And some just think ‘Wow, too cool, man’.
Those who have fled find that they are imprisoned by an impassable invisible barrier, which surrounds the whole area.
A flat, metallic voice emanates from the ship.
Do. Not. Be. Afraid, it intones, We. Are. Absorbing. Your. Culture.
Some people cheer, some flee, and some, y’know…
Strange quivering beams, of indeterminate colour, radiate from the hovering vessel.
They focus briefly on each individual, before moving quickly on to the next.
After only a few minutes of utter confusion, the voice speaks again.
It is now softer, more human.
Okay, it says, we can now speak your language, and morph into your shapes.
Please don’t panic.
A tall, elegant dude, in an amazing fluorescent suit and ultra-hip shades, emerges from a previously unseen doorway in the craft.
He looks down, like an emperor surveying the gladiatorial arena.
Then he turns towards the silent, open-mouthed band on the stage.
Okay, guys, he says, clicking his fingers, let’s rock ‘n’ roll!
Oh, what a fun story! Rock ‘n’ roll through and through.
That’s what life is for, Bridgette!
Fun post!
While the memories of such times are at hand all too readily, I will refrain from doing the math.
Nostalgia is to accurate memory as a vampire to the morning sun… better to not mix the two.
Been to a concert or two?
Liked Nancy’s line about Who we did not see.
My first concert?
On a hockey rink, which for the day, would have been one of the larger available venues, not counting a traditional concert hall. That was not an option)
Still remember feeling the cold of the ice through the plywood that served as temporary flooring.
the seating? glad you asked! wooden folding chairs! the kind I last had the capability of being comfortable sitting in many, many years ago.
( the concert bill? Cactus, Cat Stevens and the All-Night Newsboys and Jimi Hendrix)
“Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
…
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again”
I do enjoy comments that are longer than my story!
Cheers, Clark
So that’s where you went! I’ve missed your stories
And I somehow missed your comment!
Good to see you here, Neil, are you coming back for week 2?
Shall we cross our fingers and try this again? https://theelephantstrunk.org/2018/01/07/great-gig-in-the-sky/
Laughing here.
Just as well you’re bonnie!
I’ve added you to the Celebrity Squares:
https://fresh.inlinkz.com/party/6d47169e229746339e27e0d36b5eca7c
Hopefully you’ll get a flood of new fans.
Laughing here, too! I’m a storyteller (apparently bonnie) who can spin a tale with the best of them (if I say so myself) but ask me to slip into something less comfortable – like techno mode – and I turn into an eejit. But, I’ll happily write you a damn good story about it!
Thanks for hooking me up, C.E.! Whatever the male version of ‘bonnie’ is, you’re it! Big green-eyed hugs! 💚
How beautifully quirky. Love this. I’ll have images in my head all day.
Thanks, Lindsey, glad you enjoyed.
I’m looking forward to your contribution to Min Min, so get writing, lassie!
Just for you, C.E. because, well, I wanted to.
https://theelephantstrunk.org/2018/01/07/great-gig-in-the-sky/
Thanks, Nancy, too cool!
Why don’t you link it to Min Min?
I didn’t even realize that was an option! It’s still quite early here, you know. If I can figure out how to link it, I certainly will! 😉
What a fabulous word video you’ve created.
I can see it, smell it and hear it – even without your reading, which, by the way, is so good – it’s all there.
I have nostalgia for the nostalgia.
And Phil’s dude is exactly right.
I love it when a plan comes together, as someone somewhere once said every week…
Lucifer in the sky with diamonds! I had no idea you were such a cool dudie!
Oh I think you had just such an idea!
So, old scribbler, are you going to add your tuppence worth here?
You know you want to, and even Rosey is welcome!
Reads suspiciously like a memory of attending a Pink Floyd concert while under the influence of certain illicit substances. Wonderfully atmospheric and nostalgic. And a huge thank you for helping kickstart this writing jalopy. 🙂
It was actually Joe Cocker in an open air arena in Juan-les-Pins, right on the Med.
I can still smell the fresh sea breeze, or something…
My pleasure, the world always needs a better mousetrap.
Ah, the immortal Joe. I remember seeing him in Melbourne staggering between the amp boxes for refreshment strategically placed everywhere. One of the greatest concerts I’ve ever been to.
Having been to more than my fair share of rock concerts back in the day, all I can say is “Wow! Too cool, man!” 😎
That’s pretty much my default position too, Nancy!
It’s probably easier for me to list the rock groups we DID NOT see than the ones we did. We lived the life, C.E., and survived to tell the story! ✌🏼 💜 😎
Well, Nancy, why don’t you?
Tell the story here, I mean.
A new challenge for all of us, you’d be a very welcome addition.
C’mon, you know you want to, and there might be a hug or two in it for you!
I second that motion. 🙂
Well, C.E., I just might have a few surprises in the works.
Don’t tell anyone – all will be revealed in March. 😉
Mum’s the word, now; it’s our little secret. 🙈 🙉 🙊
If they’re absorbing our culture then it won’t be too long before they’re cancelling everyone in sight. Good to read you again, CE.
Laughing.
Oh, so cynical, Sandra!
Thanks for accepting my invitation to visit, and for your kind comment.
Any chance of you treating us to a story?
Again, I second CE’s motion. 🙂