When I saw Crispina’s photo, I knew exactly which one of mine I would matchy-matchy it with. I had an idea brewing but couldn’t get to it until now. Of course my original idea is gone with the wind but that’s okay. The joys of letting our muse have its way!
I have no character. There is nothing to distinguish me from another. I’m just another faceless entity lost in the crowd, overlooked and unremarkable.
Oh, my child, you have much ahead of you. Do you think I was always this wise old crone? I was once just like you. Uncertain and feeling that I was a never going to be special. We all are, you know.
Oh surely not you!
Surely, yes! We all start off with the same blank canvas that life will carve and mold into what we are to become. You will see. I already see much in you.
You do? I can’t believe I will ever become one with the earth again as you have.
Give it time. It’s all in front of you.
Thanks to Tim for mentioning this song… It’s not but is related, isn’t it?
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. As always, Sammi’s challenge sends me in all sorts of directions!
“Beep-beep-beep HAH!” Time to run. One, two three, I count my steps for the next one-and-a-half minutes, serving the dual purpose of gauging my progress and shutting up my brain. Two hundred fifty…
“Beep-beeep-beep GONG!” Time to walk. Like a wayward wind swirling, my thoughts take off. You’ve made a mistake. You don’t know what you’re doing. You’re being taken advantage of. You can do better. What’s wrong with you? You should–
“Beep-beep-beep HAH!” One, two, three…
It’s Wednesday! And looky here! It’s my photo and yet another that was used in a Crispina prompt! That Rochelle does like to challenge me, doesn’t she? Making me have to come up with something new. I tell ya. Click on the frog below to add your link, should you be so inspire!
What a Deal!
I know we’ve visited quite a few properties but there is one more I want to see. Check the listing: ‘Lake front property, beautiful views, three bedrooms, two baths’. It’s a steal at two hundred and fifty K.
Steal or robbery? At that price I’m thinking it’s a shack, ready for demolition!
Maybe it’s a succession thing and they just want to get rid of it! Who knows until we go see, right?
I guess it can’t hurt to go visit. Just don’t get your hopes up.
Welp. Definitely not a succession thing.
They should rephrase that to In-Lake property.
It is Haibun Monday at dVerse and this week it is hosted by Frank J. Tassone. It just so happens that I had plans to write about being present in the moment today. And lo! It is this week’s subject. How could I not tag along?
Not later than yesterday, I had an exchange with a fellow-blogger and friend. He loves to take his morning walks accompanied by various podcasts or audio books. This is great for him because he loves to multi-task and is an avid reader with only so much time in the day. It is great for me because he gives such wonderful book suggestions and has not steered me wrong yet, so I shan’t ask him to stop! He suggests I should try to listen to podcasts, as well. I beg to differ, my friend. There is so much noise in our everyday lives that when I can walk in nature, I want nothing else but to be present in the moment, to fully absorb the sights and sounds she provides. From the flowering trees to the buzzing bees, to the wind rifling through the leaves to the wonderful variation of bird calls. Why ever would I want to tune them out?
trills and chirps, a caw or two
silenced by earbuds
Yesterday’s raucous symphony can be heard here, my friend 🙂 Something tells me your earbuds would have been insufficient.
Well that went into a totally different direction! Thank you to Sammi for hosting.
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.
Relentless and restless
they make their way
boring at will
deceptive and beautiful
A random, everyday drive. Nothing special. Nine o’clock in the morning. On my way to the post office as I do every Thursday or so since lockdown to pick up the company mail before making my way to the office. Only this morning, as I left the house CBC Music was playing a version of Debussy’s Claire de Lune by Janina Fialkowska. So gorgeous.
As I drove down the street that runs along City Hall Park, I could see the two huge weeping willows (not mine that I am forever claiming) waving in the wind. They seemed to sway in time with the music – the point in the music, about two or so minutes into it. Perfection. I had this feeling of peace settle over me in the most beautiful way.
I continued onto the post office but this music and that image were still with me, so before making my way to the office, I just had to stop at this park and walk along the path that winds through it,
then across the newly fallen snow so I could get the proper angle of one of the trees, still blowing in the chill morning air.
It truly is all about the simple things in life, isn’t it?
Happy Hump Day, Folks! It’s Friday Fictioneer time and today’s picture sent me off in a direction I didn’t expect. Gotta love that. Thanks, always, to Rochelle for keeping us cats herded. And this week, thanks to David Stewart for this fabulous photo. Do join in with your 100-word story inspired by this photo by clicking on the frogs below and adding your link. G’head. It’s fun!
“Yo, Zit-Face! Wait up!”
“That you Jelly-Belly?”
“In the flesh! Well, what’s left of it.”
“I almost didn’t recognize you! You look amazing!”
“As do you, my friend. And your face no longer looks like a neon pimple factory.”
“Tell me about it. Talk about a hellish time. Except for you, high school sucked.”
“I have so missed you.”
“Me too. You in town for long?”
“I’ve moved back. Turns out Mr. Fantastic wasn’t quite up to par.”
“I coulda told you that… but I won’t.’
“Appreciate that. So tell me. what’s new?”
They linked their arms, “Where to start…”
It is Quadrille Monday on dVerse! Today’s hostess is De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) who has asked us to write our 44-word poem using the word bother in some way, shape or form. De is Being bothered seems to be second nature to many of us moms… just sayin’…
“Thanks for soups, Mamz.”
“Yeah, it was great!”
And before I know it
they’ve flown off their chairs
mouths still chewing that last bite
Why do I bother?
Would it kill them to just once
offer to clean the dishes
without me hounding them?
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. Thank you, Sammi, for hosting this challenge.
It is uncanny
and never fails
(well, almost never)
he enters her thoughts
she reaches for her phone
and before she presses a button
there comes the familiar ping
and there he is
how to explain such a connection?