This was the moment I had waited for…I marched into his office.
“Yes, I know what you mean. I threw a fit yesterday about the same thing…”
“Hello? This is Vegas Vacations. Have you heard about our latest deal?”
“Whatever you do, don’t take a side.”
“Chain your attack dogs, please.”
This was the last lecture I’d ever have to hear from her…
“Shepherd’s pie? It looked more like third base from last night’s game.”
I had to admit it. I needed a friend.
“Here he comes. Get out the butterfly net.”
Breaking up on Valentines Day? What was I thinking? More important, what was she thinking?
I tried to hurry past the deli. It was no use…
“No, no! Not in the car!”
All we needed was a hundred pounds of ice…
“I have to tell you something, but you have to keep some perspective.”
“The cell phone could only be in-oh-fifty places…”
“What am I supposed to believe?”
“Based on your past history, whatever you’re in the mood to believe.”
“I don’t want to hear it. Besides, I’ve heard it all.”
“Okaaayyyy, so if I told you that she wants to marry you…”
It was a tough decision—rob the store or have some pie and coffee.
“I couldn’t leave you guys behind.”
“Of course you could and you nearly did until…”
“The lying part made it all worse.”
“Why didn’t you just come home?”
Feeling the need for simplicity and–sighhhh–a trip down memory lane, I called up an episode of Leave It to Beaver. [You do realize life was perfect back then.]
Beaver tells his family that he wants to be a writer.
Ward Cleaver (to Beaver): I think you should do what Somerset Maugham did.
Beaver: Was he a writer?
Wally: With a name like that what do you think he is? A linebacker for the Baltimore Colts?
Classic line, Wally.
Image credit: ABC Television [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
Just touching base on this blog with some writing prompts from my third book. I am also repeating the 31-day My 500 Words challenge. It was instrumental last January in my building a more consistent writing habit.
I’ve decided this year that I will direct my daily word count toward a single project I’m working on. Here was today’s post to the group. [Day 3 for me.]
610 words on my project of the month. I’m using the words to work through my process–steps I’m taking toward completion, including my responses to books and resources I’m using to help me. [i.e. Side Hustle by Chris Guillebeau]. Two things are ‘freeing’: 1. This 500-word challenge because Jeff Goins says, ‘Don’t edit!’. 2. The project itself because it is just an experiment anyway, without much skin in the game.
For me, merely completing the project will be the reward.
Here are the prompts:
- “Whoa! Hold on there. Don’t start throwing out terms like ‘nutritional’ and ‘organic’ around here!”
- “So, you have no alibi and you were the last person to see her alive and you don’t think you should be in this room?”
- We were going to let her sit and stew awhile before we delivered the news…
- “Please! Take the gun. Just put the accordion down!”
- All he ever talked about was food…
- We knew we had found his weak spot…
- Customers lining up around the corner. Angry customers…
- This was not the time to get sentimental…
- “You really have no idea where your money comes from, do you?”
- “I’m telling you for the last time…”
Note: Always feel free to request a PDF of one of my books of 1000 prompts.
HAPPY NEW YEAR’S DAY, FOLKS!
ENJOY THE LINK AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS LIST AS WELL.
“This information…would it have to do with my boss?”
“He’s gone missing.”
“Well, what did you expect?”
How could we turn the tables within a day? It would take help from our friends…and even a few of our enemies.
“Are you sure he didn’t say anything to you about his plans?”
“On the bright side, you have each other!” We each rolled our eyes.
“There has to be some other way to change her mind.”
“Nope, I’m afraid you’ll have to…”
We never played well together and this was no exception…
“Let’s try something new this weekend.”
I reeeeally didn’t like the sound of that.
“We’re still in the research phase.”
“Do you even have any cleaning products?”
It’s been awhile.
I didn’t reach 50,000 words in National Novel Writing Month. I don’t care. It started me on a project that I’m sticking to.
I found the 50K goal to be more distracting that inspiring. And for some reason, it took me off my blogging game. Weird.
I won’t do another NANOWRIMO. This year’s effort took the fun out of writing. Kind of an opposite of the intended result. Shrug.
And part of me questioned the value of creating another tome that would–knowing me–just collect dust. [Maybe that was just a loser’s mentality…but it made sense to me.]
In the meantime, I’ll be revisiting some of my favorite blogs that I was following before. Hello, Virginia, Cristian, and Little Fears, among others.
But in the dark of winter, I might even stop in mid-sentence if I sense the approach of sunshine. Post-Christmas through mid-January…Not a favorite time, climate-wise.
Hey, I just hit over 110 words. Not bad. For me.
And over on retirerenew.com, I’m leaning on photos to build a little momentum.
Finally, I like this post entitled 5 Ways to Get Back to Blogging After a Long Break.
That’s his name, and he’s all about productivity.
This is not a staged photo.
I am currently typing this one-handed.
Buddy–clearly not a patron of the arts.
My workaround for now is just listing notes for each of my characters in MacJournal.
Day 3 consisted of printing out material I’d prepared–outlines, etc., catering to his majesty’s every need, going to the Oregon State-USC football game...and deluding myself that I would easily catch up on word count today.