Daily Writing Challenge — Cold Hearted

4A563F4E-B776-4D5C-80B7-EDB3A11B197D“The man is just cold,” one insider said.

“He has no heart,” said another.

“But he demands loyalty,” said a third.

“Yes, but we all knew that when we voted for him,” said a fourth.

“And when we took these jobs in his administration,” said yet another.

“We’re all going to jail,” they didn’t say but they all thought.


Written for Teresa’s Daily Writing Challenge, where the three things to write about are “cold,” “heart,” and “loyalty.”

3-2-1 Quote Me! — Creative Writing

2C1493F5-DD6C-4B67-820F-E20DA6D32D8ARory, A Guy Called Bloke, tagged me for the latest 3-2-1 Quote Me! challenge. This one is all about creative writing.

Here are Rory’s rules:

  1. Thank the selector.
  2. Post 2 quotes for the dedicated Topic of the Day.
  3. Select 3 bloggers to take part in ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!’

Okay, here we go:

  1. Thanks Rory.
  2. See below.
  3. See my chosen 3 after the quotes.

Quote 1:

“You can always edit a bad page. You can’t edit a blank page.”

Jodi Picoult

Quote 2:

“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”

Anton Chekhov

And now for the tags.

  1. Jim Adams at A Unique Title for Me. Jim has been very creatively writing posts about songs having women’s names in the titles and the artists who wrote and/or performed them.
  2. James Pyles at Powered By Robots. James just completed a creative writing course, so he must have some good things to say about creative writing.
  3. Lisa at All About Life. She’s been writing some really creative flash fiction, so let’s see what she has to say on this topic.

That’s it folks. I hope those bloggers I selected will participate, but participation is purely optional.

I Hate Surprises

1A2C8B8D-DBA3-451F-BF2B-85775FC7B3D2Florence paused at the door, “What the hell did you just say?” she said as they stepped outside.

Surprise!” Anita said.

“Are you shitting me?” Florence said, her voice belligerent. “What is wrong with you, Anita?”

“What do you mean?” a shocked Anita asked. “It’s your birthday and this gift is my surprise for you.”

“First of all, Anita, you know I don’t like surprises,” Florence said. “Second, a motor scooter? What make you think I know how to ride one of those things?”

“You know how to ride a bicycle, right? It’s just like riding a bicycle, but without having to pedal to get moving,” Anita said, disappointed that her surprise gift for her best friend’s birthday was not well received.

“You spent way too much money,” Florence said, beginning to calm down.

“Actually, I got it at an estate sale,” Anita explained. “It’s used, but barely and gently, according to the guy who ran the sale. So it wasn’t that expensive.”

“Well,” Florence said, “I’m sorry that I reacted the way I did. It’s just that this really is a surprise. You know, Anita, I love you and I want us to build a life together. But you need to understand something, okay?”

“What’s that, Florence?” Anita asked.

“I fucking hate surprises.”

“Okay,” Anita said. “You’re the driver in this relationship.”


Written for Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday, for Rachel Poli’s Time to Write Sentence Starter prompt (“surprise”), and for these one-word prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (belligerent), Your Daily Word Prompt (gift), for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (driver), Scotts Daily Prompt (estate), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (build)

Day 7 — Fun, Fun, Fun

img_3121I’m cheating today, I admit it. You see, today’s prompt for the 30-Day Song Challenge is “a  song to drive to.”

As I thought about this, I recalled that not that long ago, for one of Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday prompts, I used The Beach Boys song “Fun Fun Fun.” You know, the one that goes, “And she’ll have fun fun fun / ‘Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away.”

I think “Fun Fun Fun” is a great song to drive to. So rather than trying to come up with a different song for today’s song challenge, I thought I would just link to that aforementioned post here.

But if you don’t want to take the time to click on the link and read that post, here’s the song, which I know you’ll agree is a great song to drive to.

#writephoto — The Long Walk

34416887-00AC-41B3-BFF4-821FF8F185D9Eric stopped, lowered his large backpack onto the surface of the road, and took a sip of water from his water bottle. His gaze followed the road that led across the valley toward the foothills in the distance. He looked at his Apple Watch to check his progress. It had clocked 28,321 steps for the day so far. At his stride, that equated to about 13.6 miles. His goal was 20 miles a day and he felt pretty damn good about his prospects for hitting today’s daily target. Less than six and a half miles to go. Piece of cake.

Five Days Earlier…

“You’re doing what?” his daughter, Shana, said when he first told her and her brother, Jesse, about his plans.

“Dad, you’re 67 years old,” Jesse said. “What are you trying to prove?”

“I’m trying to prove that I’m alive, son,” Eric said. “Ever since your mother passed last summer, I’ve been kind of lost, my life without purpose, without meaning. I’ve always been driven by a sense of accomplishment and if I don’t set a goal for myself and work toward achieving that goal, I might as well just roll over and die, too.”

“But Dad,” Shana said, “don’t you think this plan of yours is a bit extreme?”

“Walking 20 miles a day is not extreme,” Eric said. “I used to walk almost that much nearly every day when our dog was still alive.”

“Bandit died ten years ago, Dad,” Jesse pointed out.

“Listen, I’m going to do this and I’d appreciate your support, you two,” Eric said.

“You’re a stubborn old man,” Shana said, “but of course you have our support. Whatever you need, Dad.”

“Thank you, honey,” Eric said. “What about you, Jesse?”

Jesse rolled his eyes and nodded his head. “When are you planning to leave?” he asked.

“On Monday,” Eric said.

“And how long will it take?” Shana asked.

“If all goes according to plan, between five and six months,” Eric said. “That assumes I can consistently log around twenty miles a day.”

“Has anyone your age ever done anything like this before, Dad?” Shana asked.

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” Eric answered, “but I’m not trying to set or break any records. I’m doing it because I need to do something challenging and different.”

“Well, Dad,” Eric said, “I’d say that a 67 year old man walking from San Diego, California to Portland, Maine will satisfy both.”


Written for this week’s Thursday Photo Prompt from Sue Vincent.