One-Liner Wednesday

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“Fiction is life with the dull bits left out.”

Australian critic, broadcaster, and writer, Clive James

American film director Alfred Hitchcock had a very similar one-liner:

“Drama is life with the dull bits cut out.”

I don’t know if Clive or Alfred said it first, but I think both quotes work. As writers and bloggers, do you agree?


Written for this week’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill. Image credit: New Internationist.

Fandango’s Provocative Question #52

FPQWelcome once again to Fandango’s Provocative Question. Each week I will pose what I think is a provocative question for your consideration.

By provocative, I don’t mean a question that will cause annoyance or anger. Nor do I mean a question intended to arouse sexual desire or interest.

What I do mean is a question that is likely to get you to think, to be creative, and to provoke a response. Hopefully a positive response.

My provocative question today came about when I heard a celebrity being interviewed on a talk show and she commented that she is “living the good life.” That got me wondering exactly what “the good life” is, and, more important, whether or not am I living it.

So the question today is this:

What does living “the good life” mean to you? Do you think that you’re living “the good life”?

If you choose to participate, write a post with your response to the question. Once you are done, tag your post with #FPQ and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

FOWC with Fandango — Rare

FOWCWelcome to December 11, 2019 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “rare.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.

Strange and Scary Mind

I no longer recognize the country I love and in which I live. There is an ocean full of irrefutable evidence that the President of the United States has attempted to strong-arm the leader of a foreign county (Ukraine) to conduct an investigation into a bogus claim relating to corruption by Trump’s political rival, Joe Biden. It’s a clear violation of federal election laws to accept aid or assistance from a foreign government to influence an American election.

The draft Articles of Impeachment issued today by the Judiciary Committee include the abuse the power of the President’s office and obstruction of Congress in its investigation of Trump’s conduct regarding Ukraine. Yet virtually all Republicans in both houses of Congress see no evil, hear no evil, and speak no evil when it comes to Trump.

F06933EC-F64C-443A-B457-46F1C697C158So while he may be impeached by the Democratic majority in the House of Representatives, thanks to his unwavering support by the Republican majority in the Senate, he will skate, basically granting Trump the powers of a dictator.

The Toilet Assumption

Aside from that, this vacant-minded moron has directed his EPA to “look very strongly at sinks and showers and other elements of bathrooms where you turn the faucet on.” This after Trump claimed that Americans have to flush the toilet 10 times, 15 times, as opposed to once.1B32878D-BF4B-4A84-BBBE-9B1339B966FBWhen was the last time it took you more than one flush to take care of your business? I can only surmise that Trump is so full of shit that it takes 10 to 15 flushes to drain his swamp.

A Friend in High Places

The Department of Justice Inspector General released a report of the IG’s review of the origins of the FBI investigation into potential conspiracy between Russia and Donald Trump’s 2016 presidential campaign. The report tended to exonerate the FBI, as the investigators found “no documentary or testimonial evidence” that FBI officials were driven by political bias against Trump when they opened the probe.

03A6CAE1-6CD1-413C-9A3C-E2D4D9DA908FBut that didn’t stop Attorney General William Barr from rejecting that key conclusion of the investigation conducted by his own agency’s watchdog.

Barr, in a lengthy statement, called the FBI’s investigation into Moscow’s interference “intrusive” and said it had been launched “on the thinnest of suspicions.” Barr’s behavior since he assumed his AG role makes it appear that he believes his primary purpose is to protect Donald Trump, rather than to protect the interests of America and the Constitution.

Tweet Barrage

Our very busy president managed to fire off 105 tweets and retweets tweet on Sunday afternoon and evening. One of his retweets included this delusional, ego-boosting image of Trump’s head Photoshopped onto the torso of Rocky Balboa.20BC845F-18C0-4A24-A404-3EFB5918F2BCIt’s hard to fathom what goes on in that dark and murky pool of this man’s strange and scary mind.


Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (live), Word of the Day Challenge (ocean), Ragtag Daily Prompt (vacant), The Daily Spur (friend), Your Daily Word Prompt (purpose), and Daily Addictions (pool).

In Plain Sight

58155579-FA36-4ADB-B07C-4B8E04E5EBCAHer value to those who employed her was her ability to hide in plain sight. She was inconspicuous, unnoticed, unnoteworthy. She managed to blend into the background, seeming almost invisible. And she was a wealthy woman because of it. She never failed to carry out her assignments, to the great satisfaction of those who engaged her for her services.

She was meticulous in every way. She knew that we are all creatures of habit, so she would watch and learn, sometimes studying her targets for weeks before making her move.

To her, it was a labor of love. More often than not she would literally fall in love with her targets. There developed for her a certain intimacy between them, even though they were not even aware of her presence. She came to know their strengths and their weaknesses. She discovered the things that brought them joy, that haunted them, that made them happy, angry, sad. She knew their social and sexual proclivities. She believed she knew them better than they knew themselves.

She sometimes regretted having to do what she was so highly compensated to do. She knew that, because of her, the life they had lived before she entered the picture was over. And that made her sad. But in her heart, she truly believed that once her job was complete, they would be in a better place.

Some said that she had ice water running through her veins, but that was far from the truth. She felt with an intensity that others just didn’t or couldn’t understand. When the time came for her to carry out her assignment, the adrenaline would start to flow and her heart would pound so hard inside her chest that she was sure others could hear it beat.

She would stealthily approach her target, and without any warning, she would touch them. They would respond to her touch, turn to look at her — look into her eyes — with a confused expression on their faces.

But before they could say anything or react in any way, she’d put a finger in front of her lips, and say, “Shh.” Then she’d lean in and whisper softly and sensuously in her target’s ear, “Today is the last day of your life.”

Most of her targets got wide-eyed. Some tried to back away, others just stood there, as if frozen in place. She knew how each would react to her because she had studied them down to the smallest detail, and she was never wrong.

And then she would spring the trap. She’d grab her target’s hand and say to them, “I’m the most successful talent agent in Hollywood and I’m going to make you a superstar. Your life will never be the same again.”


Written for this week’s Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: Raventhird.