Friday, January 23, 2015

What to Say??

     I will be on an enforced vacation from the internet for a while, not because I want to be but because priority dictates.  I have bills to pay and unfortunately having a place to live, something to drive, and food to eat trumps having cable television and the internet for the moment.  So I am cleaning up loose ends, answering comments, reading blogs, and writing this.  I might have been able to come up with something truly inspired and creative today for this prompt at the BAR like some magnificent story that would you begging for more.  Unfortunately, I got nothing!  Instead, I choose to tell it like it is. 

      What will I be doing instead you wonder?  I have several plans to keep myself busy.  I plan to play my keyboard, bake bread and goodies, and continue to knit the blanket I have been working on forever.  Someday I might just get it done too! Watch me!  I have several books I would like to read that I have been putting off for a while…and well rest assured I can always find something to keep myself occupied with from running my kids here to there and everywhere to organizing and compiling my never ending pile of recipes!   So I bid you adieu, au revoir, until we meet again.  I will be back before you even begin to miss me!

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Screwed and Tattooed

     Tourney time at the bowling alley with my mates and I was having a top night.  Beer flowed freely, the laughs contagious.  No one’s laughing now.  Our fate: a never ending night, unbelievably cold, and the slow, inevitable death of everything everywhere.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015


Picture courtesy of the Moving Quill
       Michael and Katie gathered sticks together from the forest floor as they strolled back to camp. 

      “If I hold it all together in front of me they are transformed into a bridal bouquet of  roses and gardenias!” she hinted. 

       He smirked, grasping her hand. His kindling would provide a romantic ambiance. 

Linking Up with the Fiction Challenge ‘From 15 to 50′

Monday, January 19, 2015


      In 2015 I haven’t really made any writing resolutions to speak of.   If anything, I have made a conscious effort to at least post every week and write something as my interest in the hobby seems to be waning a bit.

       Last year I made a New Year’s resolution only because a writing prompt more or less forced me to name one.  I did, and as fate would have it, I failed miserably.  I mean with the goal of laughing more and worrying less as a resolution, what could possibly go wrong?  Well stupid me!  Life stepped in and shit happened giving me plenty to worry about and little to be happy for.  By December I had sunk into such a deep pit of depression I found it very hard to truly look forward to Christmas in any capacity which has never really happened to me before in that degree.  Therefore, I am kind of against making goals of any sort.  I live each day one day at a time and am thankful on the most part I got through each one with my sanity.    Living life as it comes seems to work for me and I believe helps to keep the stress level to a minimum.


      Setting goals and not meeting them is depressing so I tend to avoid that exercise.  I try to expect less and then when I get more I am happy, and being happy is key.  

Write Tribe
Written for the Write Tribe Monday Musings Writing Prompt

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Never Ending Winter

     It seemed winter would never come.  November became December, and still snow evaded.  If only snow had floated leisurely from the sky, if only the temperatures had plummeted, then perhaps I could have been a little more inclined to get into the spirit of Christmas.   A white Christmas wasn’t to be and soon the New Year dawned. 

     Once the holidays were a memory, the snow arrived, the wind chill factor became a daily concern, and barely into the new semester, snow days were inevitable and midwinter break was officially lost.  And so winter begins; now, I am longing for spring.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Surprise Visitor


    Cutlery clinked amid subdued tears, sniffs.   Mr. Whiskers disappeared, vanished. 

     Then bang! Scratch, a growl.   Icy terror gripped my heart. 

      Slowly I investigated, opening the drawer, peering apprehensively at the exposed heat duct below.  A raccoon? A skunk? Then “Meow!” The cat!

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Try Haiku

essential attempts
undertaking the struggle
quest to achieve goals

Inspired by the prompt at

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Courage Ignites

      The atmosphere sizzles with electricity and anticipation.  Even with the lights dimmed, I catch his eye watching, teasing, and daring me. 

     The band starts, the drums mesmerize.  A tequila shot, one, two, three, go! Amber liquid scorches.   My inhibitions flee.  I dance!

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Circle Haiku

infinite journey
life evolving, birth to death
life everlasting

Inspired by the prompt at