Day 12 – Handwritten Letter
Dear everyone,
We’d love to write you a letter. Yes, that’s right – today’s Giveaway is going to be a handwritten letter to two of you. We want to sit down with a blank sheet of paper and a fountain pen and let the words flow. We are looking forward to sending something to two MLT Club members.
The instructions to join the Giveway-draw today are a little more complicated so please make sure to read everything below carefully in order to make our little experiment work.
Day 12 – Handwritten Letter (2 Winners)
We want you all to create a little story in the comment section below – collectively.
Here is how it works:
- Once you are ready to comment, refresh this page to make sure you are seeing the latest version and comments.
- Make sure the comments below are displayed in the right order (newest on top):
3. Read the last few, most recent comments and post a 1-sentence-long comment that furthers the story created by the commenters below you.
There are no restrictions as to what the story/letter you are writing is about, so feel free to be creative and have fun! We are very much looking forward to reading the full essay tomorrow 😉
How to enter:
Comment: Add a 1-sentence comment that moves along the story (based on previous comments)
Prize:
A handwritten letter from us (2 Winners)
Stay groovy,
Mona & Lisa
PS: We love you.
THE END!
Well, Herbert says with a smile on his face, ‘at least I’ll have memories of Monisa helping me out of this jam.’
The story to this point:
Once upon a time there lived a Troll in an icy cave. He had a long beard and even longer tail. His name was Herbert and he loved to eat roasted carrots because, unlike other trolls, he was a vegatarian. Herbert had a cat named Howard, who was not a vegetarian. He loved to make fun of other trolls Howard the cat was constantly leaving mouse carcasses all over the cave. But everyone knows trolls aren’t to be trifled with and the troll had a plan for Howard the cat. He took the cat to a nearby bridge to wait for someone to pass by. Howard was getting a little suspicious and wondered what the troll was up to As they waited, Howard shredded the troll’s pant leg out of boredom. All of a sudden, He just happened to run into his carnivore cousin Cornelius. He said that Howard needs some tough love, but please don’t eat him. And to help the cause Howard started singing to help so he would not be eaten and had the baby eyes. It didn’t take long for Howard to realize that cats can’t sing and he could be dinner very soon. Hearing Howard’s beautiful voice, three nearby cats came to the bridge to add their harmonies. Fearing he might be eaten at any moment Howard ran down the street screaming… To Herbert’s dismay, this was the time the Troll King (who hates cats) made his appearance on the bridge. Luckily Howard made his escape whilst the troll King ate the other three cats. Unfortunately, his greed in eating all three wasn’t wise as it gave the Troll King a pain in his stomach. and that made the troll king angry at Herbert for being a vegetarian and not helping him eat three cats So. the Troll King banished Herbert to a faraway land. Howard, missing his owner, went looking for him But in the new land Herbert became Troll King and was very happy. Herbert said to himself, “If I only had a beautiful Troll Queen.” With that, he set off into the enchanted forest to find a Troll Queen and maybe some delicious mushrooms. He soon found the mushrooms but where could the Troll Queen be That is when he found himself in the kingdom of cats,the leader, clarence a black Maincoon but him on trail for his kind eating cats. He was appointed a beautiful public defender named Monisa. She had long blond hair that she wore up in a ponytail. She was descendant of ancient kings Where there’s a king there is hopefully a red haired princess. Although a troll herself, Monisa had worked hard to overcome the barriers of cat society, and had graduated law school with the aid of a mentor named Howard. “What a strange coincidence,” thought Herbert. “I have a cat named Howard….” Meanwhile, Monisa, seeing that the king was hunting for a red headed princess, rushed off to color her hair so she could become the Troll Queen before she could be distracted by Howard the Cat … Aha, the plot thickens, exclaimed Howard! However, she used the wrong hair color, now she is blond. Now rumour has it blondes have more fun but as we know that is not always the case …. “What shall I do now?” she exclaimed , while having more fun because she was now blonde. “I’ll get a sandwich for lunch since I am rather famished,” she concluded. Because she was a pretty nice girl – with a touch of insanity… And then she said: I’m gonna sit right down and write myself a letter… In the letter Monisha wrote to Leeza in a land far, far away to come to her aid with more cats and musical instruments so they can sing. Leeza brought a cat named Sebastian who played the blues harp. Sebastian learned the blues harp from his mentor, a cat named Darby Sebastian’s blues harp arrived with The Letter in a Boxtop. Sebastian opened the box to read a handwritten letter, and show Mona the six-fingered blues harp he learned to play. Mona snatched the blues harp away and started to play. The letter said, “All are welcome” Sebastian played a few songs about birds on the six-fingered blues harp, then they drank some Jasmine tea. The tea tasted a bit off, and everyone looked at Mona, but Mona said, “It wasn’t me! It was the 6-toed cat!” Mona needs to teach the cat how to make tea. It tasted funny because it had been treated with iocaine powder…inconceivable! The cat just purred and looked up at Mona much to say its not my fault and taste fine to me and drank the lot But something must have been done to it , as the cat grew to the size of a bear after finishing the cup. Shortly there after the cat fell asleep on Mona, and Mona couldn’t get the Bear of a cat off her.. So Mona called Lisa, Michaela and papa Wagner for help But they didn’t bother to help, instead they laughed “Oh Mona”, laughed Lisa, “Your situation seems unbearable”. Sebastian snored loudly as he slept with six terrifying claws in each paw. Good thing “mega cat” has 9 lives because his snoring it going to bring him down to 8 very shortly. Michaela revealed her secret talents as as all powerful wizard and turned the cat/bear into a fluffy teddy bear; Mona was safe. As Mona crawled from beneath overgrown teddy bear, a single tear ran down Lisa’s cheek as she realized the cat was no longer alive. “Don’t be fooled by the cute fluffy bear”,said Mona.” Ok”,Lisa replied “let’s write a tribute song to the cat then” As Mona and Lisa sat there drinking jasmine tea, waiting for inspiration, it started to snow outside. That cat was quite unhappy as a cat anyway, being a big fluffy bear likely helped his mood The bear thought to himself I need a friend. The big fluffy bear of a cat leapt onto Mona’s lap, spilling Jasmine tea all over both of them, startling Lisa out of her snowflake reverie. She said… The fresh layer of snow made everything so fresh and clean it gave Papa Rudy a great idea for the song, which he shared with Mona and Lisa. Papa Rudy realized that the poor bear wasn’t evil, he was just lonely and wanted to have friends…so he told Mona and Lisa that they should write a song for the bear. They both picked up their guitars and cleared their throats n started strumming their guitars and thought why not start with a c chord for cat and b chord for bear… Hmmm … Lisa said. I actually like Papa Rudys first idea. Let’s send a smiley message of love – to the whole world. White and pure. Then Lisa, clever as always, hurried out and made a snowy smiley. To get in the mood Mona and Lisa took their instruments into the garden room around the roaring fire to have their tea The bear wanted to know where its tea was. Being a very impatient bear, rather than wait for its tea, it decided to get really comfy and take a nap, to dream of….. very large sugar plums. The ladies heard their next door neighbors, so they called out to them by saying “Merry Christmas – stay groovy!”. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door Who dares to disturb me from my slumbers! The person at the door says I come with gifts of Mona and Lisa albums And to my surprise was a handwritten letter from the twins (Zwilinge) addressed to me? How could this possibly be? And it wasn’t just a simple letter, but the lyrics to their latest song! But there was no mention of cats, bears or trolls in the song. Only birds seemed to participate in this tune.. I don’t know birds that well, but I was sure their harmony couldn’t be that tight As Lisa, Michaela, and papa Wagner were removing the bear cat from Mona it suddenly sneezed three quick times and returned to normal And the birds sang and doorbells rang in answer The bells to the cavernous club chimed melodiously in reply while the sweet refrain of two young girls echoed and took flight into a suddenly starless night. But wait, why would the doorbells ring at this time of the day?! It turns out today is a very special day and a very special hour. Yes, it is 15:59 UTC (15:59 p.m. in Liverpool) on December 21—the first minute of winter! It was the dept. of animal control from the kingdom of cats at the door coming to arrest the magic cat for turning into a bear. But the cat happened to come from Cheshire and managed to hide itself in a special way. The authorities were about to arrest the two cats with three fingers each playing blues on their electric guitars loudly on a Cheshire rooftop, but suddenly realized it was Week 3 Christmastime. They realized it would probably be a very special hour to ask to borrow cup of sugar from a neighbor. Congrats to the winners. The end When, after dyeing her hair just the right shade of red, Monisa hastened over to discuss Herbert’s court case, nature took it’s course, they got Herbert exonerated, Howard finally found them, and they lived happily ever after! Thanks for bringing the storyline back to it’s original starting concept, Isabell! I think we’re past the deadline a bit, but I’ll try to wrap it up from here! In the meantime, Herbert the troll thought: “This is all very well, but what about me?” Which was very strange because it was now the middle of the afternoon and the cats were French speaking cats. and the cat said,” Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night”.
What a great story from everyone. Thanks to Dennis for the time and putting it all together.
Congrats to the winners ????
The end
When, after dyeing her hair just the right shade of red, Monisa hastened over to discuss Herbert’s court case, nature took it’s course, they got Herbert exonerated, Howard finally found them, and they lived happily ever after!
In the meantime, Herbert the troll thought: “This is all very well, but what about me?”
Thanks for bringing the storyline back to it’s original starting concept, Isabell! I think we’re past the deadline a bit, but I’ll try to wrap it up from here!
Which was very strange because it was now the middle of the afternoon and the cats were French speaking cats.
and the cat said,” Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night”.
The authorities were about to arrest the two cats with three fingers each playing blues on their electric guitars loudly on a Cheshire rooftop, but they suddenly realized it was Week 3 Christmastime, so it was a very special hour for them to ask to borrow a cup of sugar from a neighbor.
But the cat happened to come from Cheshire and managed to hide itself in a special way.
It was the dept. of animal control from the kingdom of cats at the door coming to arrest the magic cat for turning into a bear.
Yes, it is 15:59 UTC (15:59 p.m. in Liverpool) on December 21—the first minute of winter!
It turns out today is a very special day and a very special hour.
But wait, why would the doorbells ring at this time of the day?!
The bells to the cavernous club chimed melodiously in reply while the sweet refrain of two young girls echoed and took flight into a suddenly starless night.
And the birds sang and doorbells rang in answer
As Lisa, Michaela, and papa Wagner were removing the bear cat from Mona it suddenly sneezed three quick times and returned to normal
I don’t know birds that well, but I was sure their harmony couldn’t be that tight
But there was no mention of cats, bears or trolls in the song. Only birds seemed to participate in this tune..
And it wasn’t just a simple letter, but the lyrics to their latest song!
And to my surprise was a handwritten letter from the twins (Zwilinge) addressed to me?
How could this possibly be?
William Hauslein
The person at the door says I come with gifts of Mona and Lisa albums
Who dares to disturb me from my slumbers!
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door
The ladies heard their next door neighbors, so they called out to them by saying “Merry Christmas – stay groovy!”.
very large sugar plums.
Being a very impatient bear, rather than wait for its tea, it decided to get really comfy and take a nap, to dream of…..
The bear wanted to know where its tea was.
to have their tea
To get in the mood Mona and Lisa took their instruments into the garden room around the roaring fire
Hmmm … Lisa said. I actually like Papa Rudys first idea. Let’s send a smiley message of love – to the whole world. White and pure. Then Lisa, clever as always, hurried out and made a snowy smiley.
They both picked up their guitars and cleared their throats n started strumming their guitars and thought why not start with a c chord for cat and b chord for bear…
Papa Rudy realized that the poor bear wasn’t evil, he was just lonely and wanted to have friends…so he told Mona and Lisa that they should write a song for the bear.
The fresh layer of snow made everything so fresh and clean it gave Papa Rudy a great idea for the song, which he shared with Mona and Lisa.
The big fluffy bear of a cat leapt onto Mona’s lap, spilling Jasmine tea all over both of them, startling Lisa out of her snowflake reverie. She said…
The bear thought to himself I need a friend.
That cat was quite unhappy as a cat anyway, being a big fluffy bear likely helped his mood
As Mona and Lisa sat there drinking jasmine tea, waiting for inspiration, it started to snow outside.
“Don’t be fooled by the cute fluffy bear”,said Mona.” Ok”,Lisa replied “let’s write a tribute song to the cat then”
As Mona crawled from beneath overgrown teddy bear, a single tear ran down Lisa’s cheek as she realized the cat was no longer alive.
Michaela revealed her secret talents as as all powerful wizard and turned the cat/bear into a fluffy teddy bear; Mona was safe.
Good thing “mega cat” has 9 lives because his snoring it going to bring him down to 8 very shortly.
Sebastian snored loudly as he slept with six terrifying claws in each paw.
“Oh Mona”, laughed Lisa, “Your situation seems unbearable”.
But they didn’t bother to help, instead they
Laughed
So Mona called Lisa, Michaela and papa Wagner for help
Shortly there after the cat fell asleep on Mona, and Mona couldn’t get the Bear of a cat off her..
But something must have been done to it , as the cat grew to the size of a bear after finishing the cup.
The cat just purred and looked up at Mona much to say its not my fault and taste fine to me and drank the lot
It tasted funny because it had been treated with iocaine powder…inconceivable!
Love the “Princess Bride” reference!
Glad you caught that. It’s my favorite film. Wishing you safe and happy holidays.
Mona needs to teach the cat how to make tea.
The tea tasted a bit off, and everyone looked at Mona, but Mona said, “It wasn’t me! It was the 6-toed cat!”
Sebastian played a few songs about birds on the six-fingered blues harp, then they drank some Jasmine tea.
The letter said, “All are welcome”
Mona snatched the blues harp away and started to play.
Sebastian opened the box to read a handwritten letter, and show Mona the six-fingered blues harp he learned to play.
Sebastian’s blues harp arrived with The Letter in a Boxtop.
Sebastian learned the blues harp from his mentor, a cat named Darby
Leeza brought a cat named Sebastian who played the blues harp.
I wonder if he came from the Land of Nashville?
In the letter Monisha wrote to Leeza in a land far, far away to come to her aid with more cats and musical instruments so they can sing.
And then she said: I’m gonna sit right down and write myself a letter…
Because she was a pretty nice girl – with a touch of insanity…
“I’ll get a sandwich for lunch since I am rather famished,” she concluded.
“What shall I do now?” she exclaimed , while having more fun because she was now blonde.
Now rumour has it blondes have more fun but as we know that is not always the case ….
However, she used the wrong hair color, now she is blond.
Aha, the plot thickens, exclaimed Howard!
Meanwhile, Monisa, seeing that the king was hunting for a red headed princess, rushed off to color her hair so she could become the Troll Queen before she could be distracted by Howard the Cat …
“What a strange coincidence,” thought Herbert. “I have a cat named Howard….”
Although a troll herself, Monisa had worked hard to overcome the barriers of cat society, and had graduated law school with the aid of a mentor named Howard.
Where there’s a king there is hopefully a red haired princess.
She was descendant of ancient kings
She had long blond hair that she wore up in a ponytail.
He was appointed a beautiful public defender named Monisa.
That is when he found himself in the kingdom of cats,the leader, clarence a black Maincoon but him on trail for his kind eating cats.
He soon found the mushrooms but where could the Troll Queen be
With that, he set off into the enchanted forest to find a Troll Queen and maybe some delicious mushrooms.
Herbert said to himself, “If I only had a beautiful Troll Queen.”
But in the new land Herbert became Troll King and was very happy.
Howard, missing his owner, went looking for him
So. the Troll King banished Herbert to a faraway land.
and that made the troll king angry at Herbert for being a vegetarian and not helping him eat three cats
Unfortunately, his greed in eating all three wasn’t wise as it gave the Troll King a pain in his stomach.
Luckily Howard made his escape whilst the troll King ate the other three cats.
To Herbert’s dismay, this was the time the Troll King (who hates cats) made his appearance on the bridge.
Fearing he might be eaten at any moment Howard ran down the street screaming…
Hearing Howard’s beautiful voice, three nearby cats came to the bridge to add their harmonies.
It didn’t take long for Howard to realize that cats can’t sing and he could be dinner very soon.
And to help the cause Howard started singing to help so he would not be eaten and had the baby eyes.
All of a sudden, He just happened to run into his carnivore cousin Cornelius. He said that Howard needs some tough love, but please don’t eat him.
As they waited, Howard shredded the troll’s pant leg out of boredom.
Howard was getting a little suspicious and wondered what the troll was up to
He took the cat to a nearby bridge to wait for someone to pass by.
But everyone knows trolls aren’t to be trifled with and the troll had a plan for Howard the cat.
Howard the cat was constantly leaving mouse carcasses all over the cave.
He loved to make fun of other trolls
Herbert had a cat named Howard, who was not a vegetarian.
His name was Herbert and he loved to eat roasted carrots because, unlike other trolls, he was a vegatarian.
He had a long beard and even longer tail.
Once upon a time there lived a Troll in an icy cave.
Great start, Michael! It’ll be a blast to see where this goes!
After this start we probably should have continued incorporating a MLT song title in every line!