Weekend Writing Prompt #304 – Mail

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Love me the short ones.  Thanks for hosting, Sammi!

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Mail is still delivered

directly to my front door

Unlike newer neighbourhoods

Requiring a walk and a key

No matter how you get your mail

A hand-written envelope

Containing news or wishes

Will always feel most special

 

 

A Shift Most Perceptible

Inspired by the word “shift” per Monday’s dVerse quadrille poetry prompt, hosted by Mish.

I’m running

Nature’s carpet cushions knees

Stride relaxed yet swift

Breathing measured

Feeling exhilarated

 

Dream shifts to reality

Stepping out into the Quebec spring morning

hat, gloves and jacket – necessary

No soft paths

Unforgiving asphalt

breathing, ragged

 

Dream not reality

But will be, soon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Hole in the Clouds

Monday was Prosery Monday on dVerse, hosted by the lovely Merril D. Smith.  We were given the following line:

“In space in time I sit thousands of feet above the sea”
—From May Sarton, “Meditation in Sunlight

We have 144 words to play with and it must not be in any poetic form.  We must use the line, word for word, though we may change the punctuation.

Today, I was watching a talk show with and the singer Michel Rivard was the guest. He just so happened to sing the song “Un trou dans les nuages” (A Hole in the Clouds) that inspired me to participate.  I translated the song and added my two cents’ worth.

They came through a hole in the clouds, landing a few paces away.  I know I was chosen because they trust in me.  They gave me an imaginary stone, like a crystal carved out of the blue of the night.  I hid it in under the ferns in the woods and will have it in hand when they return for me.

I have suffered ridicule by all the townsfolk who point at the sky, mocking me, and calling me the village idiot for believing in them.  Yet I have faith and I wait.

And now the day is come; I read it in the clouds.  They alight on the clearing near the woods and shine a beam on my face. There are no witnesses, as they requested.

In space and time, I sit thousands of feet above the sea.  I’ve no memory of before.

The lyrics (in French) can be found here.  Deepl is a wonderful translation tool, should you be interested. 
 

Monday Meandering Mind

“They” say it takes twenty-one days to create a habit… Right?  Oh hell, naw.  I just looked it up (coz I really don’t like to spread fallacies) and NOPE! The book you wrote in 1960, Dr. Maxwell Maltz, you lied!  Apparently it can take anywhere from two months to eight months to build a new behaviour in your life.  Well, shit.  Doesn’t that just blow my whole post to smithereens.  Maybe ya shoulda looked it up before, dumb-dumb.

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Neither here nor there.  I am officially proclaiming that I have been in the process of creating a habit since my first run of the year on March 5th.  Why didn’t I start sooner?  Coz I didn’t.  And I live in a place that has too much snow (still) and ice and crappy conditions (until now) and besides I’m not a even close to being a die-hard runner like those I see run past my house, no matter the conditions:  sleet, snow, wind, using crampons on their shoes… no, not for me, thank you, very much.

Now that the bicycle paths are mostly clear and the temps have been hanging on either side of the freezing mark, I have made it a mission to go every other day.  So far, I’m five runs in and have increased my time.  Woot!

What Am I Bingeing?

I’ve had a few shows on the go.  I like to watch one, then another, and another rather than binge just the one show from start to finish.  I have noticed that when I do binge 2-3-4 episodes of the same show, I barely remember them later.  It’s like mindlessly eating popcorn until you finish the bowl and are surprised to find it empty.  I’d rather savour.

I have been challenging myself.  I am watching “The Empress” in German, with English subtitles.  I am surprised at how many words I pick up (I took German for two semesters in college, waaaaay back when.  My goodness, is it possible it was almost thirty years ago?)  It’s been interesting to learn about Elisabeth, Empress of Austria and Queen of Hungary.

I am also watching “Women at War” in French (don’t need the subtitles, though I keep them on just in case, that French from France accent occasionally gets me).  This one is darker and is the story of four women during WWI.  I’m only one episode in.

I am also watching “The Offer” – this is so enjoyable.  It’s about the making of “The Godfather” through the eyes and experience of Al Ruddy, producer.  Tell me, in the umpteen times you have seen this movie, did you ever pay attention to who the producer was?  I can tell you I did not.  Had zero clue.  Halfway through the series, and trying to stretch it out, the urge to watch The Godfather NOW, instead of at the end of the series, hit.  So, why not?  And, to make it perfect, make it dinner and a movie by having spaghetti and meatballs and wine – I mean, how can you not?  It’s so cool to see the vision, the troubles they had (No Al Pacino! He’s too short and  he’s a nobody theatre actor!), the negotiations… And recognizing bits from the movie in the series and vice-versa. If you are a fan of The Godfather, this show is like candy.  I want to gobble it up at the same time as I want to stretch it out.

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What Am I Reading?

I am not a re-reader.  I can count on one hand how many books I have read more than once (and not more than twice).  For me, I figure there are so many books out there, why would I read one I already have?  I am impressed by those who have their favourites and have read them countless times.  This is the case for all the other members of the informal group from Sammi’s Scribbles. They are huge Tolkien fans and have read the books over and over, and in the case of Sammi, have multiple versions of the books.  I decided to join in for the fun of it.  We are now reading the second book from The Lord of the Rings – The Two Towers.  Last year we read The Fellowship of the Ring. It’s pretty cool. We read half a chapter per week and exchange thoughts on Sammi’s blog.  It takes us most of the year to read just one of the books.  Sammi must have been busy last week because Tolkien Tuesday did not happen.  I’m wondering if I should just read the second half for tomorrow or what…  And since half a chapter per week is not much reading…

I am also reading Das Parfum, by Patrick Süskind – the French translation, since my friend Linda leant it to me, but also because I like to keep my French skills up by reading a French book every 3-4 books.  I prefer to read in the original language but in this case, the original is in German and so reading it in English or in French didn’t matter.  I saw the movie many moons ago and remember the gist of it.  I prefer to read the book after seeing the movie anyway, because I am never disappointed.  I am not with this one, either. The writing is so rich.  I read this one in bed…. and,

I am also beta reading a book for Rochelle.  Since my Kindle is being a biyatch and won’t let me download it (I think the cable is the issue), I have to read it off my laptop – only so much book I like to read on a computer.

Do you ever read more than one book at a time?  I never thought I would.  I have gone so far as to tell those who do that they are nuts and how can they possibly follow all the plot lines?  Turns out, it is more than possible.

Oh! And before I forget.  With all those peeps sharing their flowers, and me still buried in snow, I was beyond excited to see this:

Right next to a foot of snow.  In my front yard.  Go figure.  For a little perspective:

How do you like them apples?  No wonder I had a spring in my step and the energy to start running!

Thanks for hanging with me and I wish for you a lovely week.

 

 

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #302 – Breathtaking

It’s Weekend Writing Prompt time.  Sammi does specify that we can do variations on the word and, while I feel I am totally cheating in doing so, I’m still doing so!

There was a sense of déjà vu for this one since last Monday, the dVerse Quadrille challenge was “gasp” which one can do when something is breathtaking, no?  Of course, this time, I have 30 less words to play with and have gone a whole ‘nother route 🙂

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Breathtaking

your lips

leave a trail of fire

your kiss

takes my breath away

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Third Time’s a Charm – Friday Fictioneers

‘Tis Wednesday and, she who loves all things purple, and keeps all us all afloat, has chosen a picture from Jennifer Pendergast for this week’s Friday Fictioneers.  Once I saw it, I could not help but want to close up my date trilogy started last year.  Should you desire a refresher, just click on the links in that follow, to see why I went here after going there and there.  No need, of course, but do click on my fancy-dining frogs below to be brought to the linky-thingy to add your very own 100-word story inspired by this lovely image.  Now sure how?  Rochelle’s post will do the ‘splaining of the hows and whys of playing along.

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Wow, this is pretty snazzy!

Anything is better than the last two joints we went to.

You’ve got that right. Though, I thought my choice was funky.  And now I can see why you said to kick my duds up a notch. Like my suit?

It wasn’t funky it was filthy.  And you look very handsome.  I should request it more often!

Thanks, and don’t push it.  Your choice was the shits.

Can’t argue that one. Once you see it you can’t unsee it.  Like my dress?

Let’s forget the past.  You look very sexy.

Shall we go in?

Absofuckinglutely!

 

 

Left Gasping

It’s Quadrille Monday on dVerse today and De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting.  The word (or variation thereof) today is “Gasp”.  It’s all Merril’s fault that I went where I did and not where I thought I would.

 

Friends, south of the 49th

leave me gasping

their purple crocus and

yellow daffodils

blooming since February!

Here?

Sun shines, sometimes;

just above freezing, occasionally

bicycle path partially clear, for now

first run of the year

Gasping, I push on

Spring is coming, right?

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #310 – Treetop

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments on Sammi’s blog.

I haven’t played in a while so, why not, I say… Why not! (Wishing I was there, rather than here, watching the snow fall. Again.

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Now this was real ziplining!  None of that sissy, man-made tiny park, barely higher than twenty feet stuff.

THIS.  Costa Rica was where it was at!

We were in Guanacaste and ready to see the treetops by zipping from tree to tree with our toes tickling the canopy.

It amazed me that the further we went, the higher up it became.

Unforgettable fun.