And what is the question? This: Are you planning to formally and officially register for this year’s A to Z Blogging Challenge, pick a theme, and participate? Why or why not? Or, are you planning to informally and unofficially participate in this year’s A to Z Blogging Challenge on an ad hoc basis? Or, are you going to skip … Continue reading #FPQ205 – Fandango’s Provocative Question
Channeling
The weirdness has set in. Maybe it's fever. Who knows. But I got bored with being crook with the 'flu, so the laptop came out of hiding to sit on my lap. It wasn't conducive to undertaking any form of work, though, so I had to think of a strategy to get it all warmed … Continue reading Channeling
Down for the Count
Did you miss me? It's not that I've gone anywhere ... okay, I did go on a short holiday for a couple of weeks, but I came home. When I got home, unpacked, did all the stuff you do after getting back to home base - well, then I collapsed. With tiredness, I thought, so … Continue reading Down for the Count
Perception
You're writing your autobiography. What's your opening sentence? I'm writing my autobiography, it seems, and someone wonders what the opening sentence would be? That's not an easy answer, because the opening sentence is always the last part of the work. Most writers know this because it's only when you get to the end that you … Continue reading Perception
And now I’m Banning Words …
I’ll second the call to ban this word (out of context)!
If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why?
What word would it be? I can think of many, but in the last few years the word that annoys me most is ‘impact’. Everything ‘impacts’. In most cases, the word used should be affect, but because the person saying whatever it is they’re saying (this is usually the news) they use impact for everything.
Impact, in meaning, is about ‘force’, not how someone or something is affected.
The floods – how many people were ‘impacted’? No. How many people were affected? Which means, how many people did this have an effect on, or make a difference to? Nothing to do with force.
So, rant over. Next week, I’ll go back to doing a short story. Promise.
Min-Min
https://sixcrookedhighways.com/2023/02/25/min-min-weekly-prompt-25-feb-2023/ The moon opened its face, brought light into the deep hollow in the ground. Water glistened at the bottom, a long way down. Marks in the dirt showed tracks. This was the place of life, the Naji. Smoke drifted up, coiled into a spring and unwound a path. Mibba followed it, down when it … Continue reading Min-Min
It’s a Big Question, and a Hard Answer
What advice would you give to your teenage self? What advice would I give my teenage self? What advice would I give my pre-teen self? What advice would I give my young adult self? It's all the same question, in a sense. Maybe not to most people, but it is to me. I didn't have … Continue reading It’s a Big Question, and a Hard Answer
Possibility
A visual aspect of the future - is it sunset or sunrise? For me, it's sunset, because all my life the sun has set over the ocean and risen over the desert. But both are beautiful, both stark and colourful and full of promise. Whether dawn or dusk, it's the spectrum of hope and possibility. … Continue reading Possibility
Daily Prompt 1848
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be? Still actively looking for the best place to get lost ...
Pastry Days
For Valentine’s Day
The best coffee and pastry shop in Adelaide. Mari’s café. Today, Mike was going to ask her out to dinner. Stefano’s, to be precise. A Michelin star restaurant. And dancing at the new club after dinner. They’d show the young folk real dancing, real passion in the steps and movements.
Today, the flirting stopped and the courting began. He didn’t count their youthful attempt at pairing up. Too long ago; they were both inexperienced and heading in different directions. That was then, and this was now. It was time to get serious.
Mike ran his hands down his smartest summer shirt, flattened the silk tie he’d bought in Singapore when on shore leave, and fluffed his white hair the way that first caught her attention. He checked his eyes, put a couple of bright-eye drops in, and checked for flaws, stains or missing buttons in the hall mirror.
That was…
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Cage Dunn - Fibber, Fabricator, Teller-of-Tall-Tales 