Happy Father’s Day to my Daddy Readers! On this day I am missing my own father as well as the father of my sons.
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. Thanks, Sammi, for this most excellent challenge.
Word Prompt
Glacial
Challenge
Time
I understand it to be linear
And nonlinear time is but a theory
Why is it that sometimes
One day lasts a year; a year flies by in a second?
State of mind? Perception? Nonlinear time?
When I fear or dread an upcoming event
It shows up at the speed of light
When I desperately want something to happen
It goes at a glacial pace
Your time observation is so true, Dale. Beautiful photo too.
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Thank you, John. I swear. my sons were babies yesterday…
Glad you like the photo (I’ll assume you mean the one with Dad and Mick)
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Yes, that is the one.
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Time and perception really do hand and hand, don’t they?
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They so do!
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❤
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Love that photo.
And in answer to your poem with its question of time: As one of my characters says, Time hangs on activity. To which I imagine a pendulum.
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Which one? Photo, that is?
Yes! It does absolutely hang on activity. Damn, wish I had thought of that – I mean to write it that way…
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The last one, two chaps, I assume your father and late partner
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Indeed. I figured that’s what you meant.
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well, I liked the photo
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Thank you. So do I…
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You’ve expressed the mysterious nature of time so well, Dale. The picture of your dad and Mick is so sweet. ❤
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Thank you, Magarisa.
They were both characters.
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Hey I’ve been noticing that too, both fortunately and unfortunately~
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No kidding!
Darned thing we just can’t control…
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Dear Dale,
Truer words were never spoken…or written. 😉 Love the picture of your dad and Mick. There’s a whole story there. Well done, my dear friend.
Shalom and lotsa hugs,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I must agree. Well, I must, since I wrote them 😉 and we both went the time route with this one!
So do I. I have another trio of pictures that I might just have to use next year 😉
Shalom and lotsa love,
Dale
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Good job Dale. The time concept is real with everyone I believe. It has to be, it’s so true. I’m sure the picture of your Dad and Mick bring in mixed emotions. One of sadness at their passing but more importantly, one of great and wonderful memories for a lifetime. You were fortunate to have those. I will end here as this took about 6 months to write.
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Thank you, Jan. It’s so funny how while in the event, time stops and then when we look back, it was over in a flash.
It brings lots of emotions, that’s for sure.
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Lovely observations and that photo of your father and Mick just brings all the feelings–I’m sure it does for you.
You know I’m a bit obsessed with time and how it works, 🙂 so this definitely spoke to me.
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Thank you, Merril.
Are ya now? Could hardly tell by your writings 😉
I think of us are to a certain extent.
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I try to hide it–hahahahaha. 🙂
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Buahaha!! Okay, then.
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Ever so true, Dale…
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Dear Dale,
Time IS funny like that, isn’t it? Sometimes what was, is happening now, and sometimes what is happening, feels like it is not at all. And then time folds onto itself and mixes past and present into some kind of whirlpool that spins you and all you can do is hold on and ride and ride and ride and ride.
What lovely photo of the two men whom you had – and still have – in your heart. Of course you’d miss them today. How could you not?
I feel for you. And I am happy for you, too. For the love that feeds the sadness. For missing someone is many times a kind of love.
Hugs and some more hugs on a tender day.
Na’ama
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What a fabulous comment.
Thank you, Na’ama 😘
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XO
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XO
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What a lovely Dads photo, and what a great thing it is to be able to time travel in our minds!
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Thank you, Peter.
That is true!
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Happy Father’s Day, Dale! Your lovely prose is very intuitive to what many of us sense/feel.
The last photo is picture perfect!
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Thank you, kind lady!
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Q,
I love the word glacial. It’s one of the words in my filing cabinet of favorite words.
Time is its own cranky little, self absorbed entity that lords over us all. It does as it pleases, knowing damn well it will have the last word. Bastid.
Well spun thoughts on the cosmic hourglass.
B
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B,
It is a fab word for sure. And can be used in more than one way. So many chose the cold and frigid; I couldn’t help but think of time.
It is and it does. Definitely a bastid!
Thank you for your delightful comment.
Q
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I use it to describe the ice in my drink. It’s hopeful sounding.
Good call.
Time wins all. Ain’t nothing can be done about it.
That’s me. Delightful.
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Ha ha! Hoping it will last longer?
Glad you thought so.
That it does. We can do what we will but we cannot control a damn thing about it!
You do have your moments. You can’t fool me.
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It never does! I think the ice loves bourbon even more than I do. 😉
You’re exceptional when it comes to these challenges. Resonant and powerful and . . okay Imma stop before your head grows two sizes too large, LOL. (Just kidding)
It’s one of those things we push back at because really . . who wants to be controlled by it?
Ya got me dead to rights, padnah.
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You got that right! Can you blame it? ‘Sides, don’t you during your sans ice?
Oh my…exceptional may be a tad over the top but yanno what? Imma take it anyhoo!
None of us do. But we still have no power.
Of that, I’ve zero doubts. 😉
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I would never blame it for such a thing. And sometimes ice works, because I feel like sharing. That’ll teach me!
Take it girl!
😉
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Haha! Right. Sometimes a cooling down of the burn is in order.
Then I shall!
😘
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I dunno, the burn is soooo good though. But when coupled with the sweet and smoky caramel . . okay its pretty good that way too.
Do.
😘
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That it is!! Now I have a hankering…
😘
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Me too! And I gotta go to work! LOL
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I already was!! Was in a tiny quiet time, cheating when I commented ..
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Uh huh! LOL
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Uh huh… and… what have you in hand now? 😉
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Just a Sam.
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🙂
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😉
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The perception of time and how fast it moves us by.
Beautiful photo.
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Thank you, Charlie.
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You welcome, Dale. 🙂
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Great photo Dale…:)
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Thank you, George
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I know. Time for me nowadays just rushes by no matter what. I love the photo of Mick and your dad.
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I’ve heard it is like a toilet paper roll… the c.loser you get to the end, the faster it rolls!
I love that picture.
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Great analogy, Dale!
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Thank you, Ina.
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