Behind today, I was waylaid by a tweet that has generated a bunch of responses, some of them thoughtful, some of them abusive, some of them just plain propaganda. And again.
I need to focus on us here. Hi.
So not much writing done this week unless you count tweets, though I did make a joke that got a good reception and no mean comments so I feel like that’s an accomplishment.
Fitness, five days, five workouts but I was really draggy this week. Even today the trainer was one of my favorites and it was one of my favorite types of workout. It flew by but it was a struggle.
I may have a cold but I feel like I’m fighting it off.
Meanwhile it’s thunderstormy and I love it.
So that’s me. How was your week?
No #AccountaClub this week, because for the next few days we’re doing something fun and different! #PromptaPalooza!
What is that, you ask?
It’s a special week of writing from prompts! Or almost week. Haven’t decided yet.
You know how I like to wing it.
Today’s prompt is from a list of random words I generated on this site. You can write whatever you like, as long as you like, whatever format you like.
Just incorporate these six words: noble, mysterious, harlot, convict, country, affliction.
I was all ready to do a ten word photo prompt and then I realized it’s Wednesday. Not Thursday.
Consider this your public service announcement.
Today started out beautiful and blue but clouds rolled in and I’m not sure of the weather’s intentions. Could go either way.
Like a lot of things these days.
I’m not full of deep thoughts today, so I’ll keep it short and simple. And have a good Wednesday, because it’s not Thursday.
(Photo by ISABELA NAIARA MATILDE from Pexels)
Ten word photo prompt time! Using the picture above, write a ten word story. You can have a title, but don’t go overboard.
OK, here’s mine:
Her youth silently stolen in the night, Anna plotted vengeance.
Had one of those nights with my thoughts piling like rocks in my head, one thought after another, and they felt like they were still spinning underneath my dreams.
Not a restful night of sleep last night.
It’s another bright day, though, not as sunny as yesterday but mostly sunny, and I think warmer. I’d like to feel inspired, motivated but mostly I just feel…blah.
It’s one of those blah days.
I’m going to need my list. Only a list will get me motivated. Or annoyed enough at the lack of crossed-off items to get me crossing off.
Well a list and coffee. Which is getting cold. Give me a second, I’ll be right back.
OK, it’s reheated. Where were we? Ah yes.
Perhaps bright-eyed and bushy-tailed is overly optimistic these days. Perhaps. There’s a lot going on.
Sometimes one foot in front of the other, even with the smallest distance between them, is all a person can muster. Sometimes just standing still is a step forward.
You know what I mean.
So off I go into the expanse of the day, having sufficiently talked myself into medium. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
(Photo by Gabriela Palai from Pexels)
So umm…yeah. Brightly sunny, good breakfast, great workout and…zero motivation today.
I wish I could say it’s because the outdoors beckon, but it’s still pretty cold, and I suspect rather windy. It’s not that.
Maybe it’s the distinct sense of the end of the world lurking ever closer.
All I can say is I wanted to grab this day by the horns and I’ll be lucky if I manage the tail. Which, when you think about it, kinda means the same thing and shouldn’t.
Everything feels like it’s in a kind of flux, and a lot of our optimism has been wrested from us, ripped up, scattered. Healthcare’s the next to go, gleefully, it seems, with a childish delight unfitting of dooming people to preventable deaths from preventable disease.
But, in the words of one of the greatest of all time: So it goes.
My head is filled with words, but I’m not ready yet to to make them mine.
Have a great Tuesday, or as great a one as can be had given our impending collusion with a political asteroid.
It’s Thursday, so it’s ten word photo prompt time! It’s time for a ten word story based on the photo above!
In ten words exactly, write a story. Easy right?
OK here’s mine:
Had to steer with your horns, Steve. With your horns.