
This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features stone-stacking. How does the activity fit into a story? Who is involved? What is the tone? Do the stones have special meaning? Go where the prompt leads!
I tried all week to find a fitting ending to my story beginning but couldn’t get anything I was hoping for to fit. I have ended up with ninety-nine though, so I hope it works, at least a little.
Stacking Stones
Active children were everywhere — throwing, skipping, climbing, swinging, laughing, playing. But over in the garden, on the gravel path, one child was stacking stones.
“What’s he doing?” a visiting teacher asked.
“Jack? Counting stones. He’s been doing it for days now. At the end of playtime, he tells me how many he stacked.”
“Why?”
His teacher shrugged. “He likes counting, I guess.”
“Is he okay, I mean, you know —”
“Oh, yes. He’s completely fine. He just wants to see how high he can count.”
“How high has he got?”
“Twelve.”
“How far does he want to get?”
“Ninety-nine.”

Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Memorials, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.
You reminded me of when I was on the CR retreat – I left a few small stacks of stones by waterfalls… I enjoyed your story. And kind of like The Ranch Tales of Kid and Pal… I think the ending was just fine!
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Thank you, Jules. I’m pleased my story brought back fond memories for you.
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I loved your story, Norah. Actually, it was one of your best, especially the ending.
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Thank you, Jennie. I know he’ll find a way to get there. 🙂
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He will! 🙂
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Clever! And also, stone stacking is good therapy, for child or adult. Here in New England, people stone stack on gravesites. It’s a tribute and a sign of respect. xoxo
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It does sound like lovely therapy. I must try it some time. 🙂
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lol like your nod to Charli’s number! A splendid ending me thinks 🙂
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Thank you, Kate. 🙂
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thanks for the email, sorry we will miss each other 😦
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Another time. 😊
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ha ha ha … I am already regretting the idea of a couple of nights away from Paradise 🙂 but I will be glad to catch up with friends
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It is good to have friends and catch up. We all need the human connection as much as we need paradise, but I understand how difficult it would be to tear yourself away.
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knowing it will await my return does help 😉
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I’m sure it is. 🙂
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Fun story Norah, especially the end. I’d love to see 99 stones piled high 🙂 x
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I know! I wonder how big the base stones would have to be. 😂
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Oh delightful
Ending Norah!
Had to smile with that
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And for some reason Victor Frankld’s book about the search for meaning came to mind!
He talked about being in a Nazi camp and doing mundane tasks (sweeping or digging) and that came to mind when stacking stones could be mundane and redundant but had so much meaning for our MC!
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It also modeled the independence of doing our own thing and not caring about what others say.
This stone stacker has a drive and solitude that will serve him well !
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Thank you for your lovely comment, Yvette. I haven’t read Frankld’s book, but I like the way you assessed the MC. 🙂
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His book is one worth getting a copy of – found mine at a used book store
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Thanks, Yvette. I’ve put it on my list.
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☀️📚💛
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The first time I heard of Frankl’s was from a positive psychology professor and then you know how it is / you then see it in lots of places –
It has been a while since I read I (pretty short book too)
And Norah – ugh! There is one litt part where he describes one of the most beautiful sunsets ever!
You feel the color and natural beauty – and then it is from the train to the concentration camp !
And so the book looks at this kind of beauty – about humanity / air in the lungs and a pulse – and of course perspective and how that connects to everything
Please let me know if/when you get to this book! Even if years from now
☀️🌸💛
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Wow! It is wonderful to see the beauty and find the joy in life’s little moments. So much to treasure if we allow our hearts to welcome it in.
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Norah – I think that was my exact takeaway from that as well- exactly
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Yes, your ending worked well, Norah. Fits in perfectly for the 99-word flash fiction challenge.
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Thank you, Hugh. I thought so too. 🙂
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Great!!
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Thank you, Darlene.
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Hi Norah, I thought this worked well. A lovely story.
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Thank you, Robbie. 🙂
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Which leaves so many questions. Maybe he should make multiple stacks of 12!
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Now that comment is from a great educator, helping students to seek alternative ways of solving problems. I like it. Thank you.
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Hehee
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You sure did end at 99! A perfect ending that made me smile.
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Thanks, D. I’m pleased it gave you a smile. 🙂
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