My Blogging Career

a84839e2-80b8-4b96-b09f-93aba8c1ec4aCalmkate, at Aroused, has posed a series of questions about our blogging “career.” I thought they were kind of interesting. So….

What led you to start?

When I first started to blogging in 2005, it was (1) to exercise my writing chops, and (2) to feel the rush of publishing posts in the blogosphere.

Has your motivation changed since starting?

I’m more political than I was when I first started. I also write more flash fiction and respond to a lot more prompts. Now my rush comes when people read, like, and comment on my posts.

What has the experience been like?

Well, I’m still at it after 13 years, so yeah, it’s been good.

Have you learned anything?

I’ve learned to let critical comments by trolls roll off my back.

Has your writing style changed?

I write more flash fiction and respond to more prompts, as I mentioned before. But my overall writing style hasn’t changed much.

Are you planning to write a novel or are you already published?

Nope and Nope.

What advice would you give to a new blogger?

Do your own thing and don’t ask for or take advice from experienced bloggers. We don’t know what the fuck we’re talking about.

Who else wants to take on Calmkate’s questions? Be sure to pingback to her post. Here’s the link again.

Give Me Some Space

3e013d37-d459-40b7-86e3-787d06265fc3“You need to give me some space,” Ned snapped at his wife.

Nancy was shocked by her husband’s rebuke. “I just can’t imagine your going to the coast alone, without me and the children.”

“Look,” Ned said, “the cardiologist said that it’s vital for my health to reduce my stress level. I think going to the beach house by myself will do me a world of good. I can spend a week or so just chilling out.”

“But if the kids and I go there with you, I’ll stay out of your way and keep the kids out of your hair. You’ll be able to take the time to wind down and relax,” Nancy said.

“Nancy,” Ned said sternly,” If I don’t get my blood pressure down, I won’t have many tomorrows left. I need this.”

Tears started streaming down Nancy’s cheeks. “Ned, I’m just so afraid that if you go there alone, it will mean that tomorrow’s forever.


Wriitdn fof these daily prompts: Nova’s Daily Random Word (space), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (rebuke), Word of the Day Challenge (imagine), Daily Addictions (coast), Ragtag Daily Prompt (vital), and Michael’s Writing Prompts (tomorrow’s forever).

Share Your World — Grounded

Another Monday and that means it’s time for another of Melanie’s Share Your World thingies. This time Melanie got her questions from Seth at ManTelligence. So here are her (or his) questions.

You’re walking in a forest and you find a black suitcase.  Inside it is one millions dollars and a piece of paper, stained in blood and bearing the single word “Don’t!”  Would you take the suitcase home or leave it?

I’d take the million bucks out of the suitcase and stuff it into my backpack, toss the note and the suitcase, and not look back.

Imagine you lapsed and cheated on your partner. You feel horrible and you know you’ll never do it again, because the feeling is so awful. Would you confess?

I would have to. The guilt would be too much to bear. I’d have to face the consequences of my choice.

Would you live your life differently if nobody ever judged you for anything you did?

I have reached the age where I no longer give a shit what other people think me or of how they judge me.2ee19140-fe38-4b50-96e4-baa6c1a2cf44

Would a fly without wings be called a walk? No? What would you call it?

Grounded.

This question really bugs me. Reminds me of: why do they call a place where you park your car a driveway and a place where you drive your car a parkway?

What’s something that brought joy and lightness of being to you this past week?

Sadly, not a goddam thing.

JusJoJan — Mirror Mirror on the Wall

399f6eb0-c69c-4908-be1d-241bd380983bI woke up early this morning even for me.

I go to the bathroom because I have to pee.

I look in the mirror and wonder how this can be.

A reflection is there, but it’s simply not me.

A very old man, that’s who I see.

Is it he or me who is the reality?


Written for Linda G. Hill’s Just Jot It January prompt. Today’s word is “reflection,” suggested by Janet at Janet’s Smiles. Stop by and say hello.

It’s No Mystery

85455f45-d480-41d2-a737-5f46a6dae1c7…why Sadje, at Keep It Alive, keeps being nominated for the Mystery Blogger Award. But what is a mystery, to me, anyway, is that she included my blog as one of those she “gifted” with this award. Thank you Sadje.

Sadje asked a series of questions and the least I can do is answer them. Here goes.

If you could choose one super power, what would it be and why?

The ability to see myself as others see me, since my perception of myself is skewed by decades of self-deception.

What stimulates your brain to produce its best, a beverage, a muse or anything else?

Coffee wakes me up, beer drunks me up, pot dumbs me up. Love lifts me up.

If you are alone in the house and a door slams upstairs with sound of running feet, what are you going to do?

I’d wake up my dog and tell her to “go sic ‘em.”34919EC7-722C-466B-A1BB-478D8939A310.jpeg

Seeing your image in the mirror, what is the predominant thought?

Who’s that old fart staring at me?

What sort of movie you have to go and see, even if the ticket is $100? And there will be no Netflix or DVD release!

There is no movie in the world that I would pay $100 to go see.

Is climate change theory real or a conspiracy to save the earth?

Climate change is NOT a conspiracy theory. It’s real and the only way we’re going to save the planet is if we stop denying it and take action to do something about it!


Rory, A Guy Called Bloke, also was gifted with multiple Mystery Blogger Awards and he, too, asked a series of questions. And while my blog was not one he “gifted,” I’m going to answer his questions anyway.

What is something that is really popular now, but in 5 years everyone will look back on and be embarrassed by?

Those stupid selfies that people take where they add animal ears, noses, mouths, and other stupid “accoutrements” to their visages and think it’s cute or something and post those pictures on Snapchat or Instagram. In five years they’ll see those stupid selfies and wonder “What the fuck was I thinking?”9688DDB3-D97B-4901-ABB6-10FBAB2A8553.png

What used to be considered trashy but now is very classy?

Ripped jeans for some reason that I’m unable to fathom.7dd686cb-a1ca-4087-b71a-bd2360bc7ca1

Are you a rule breaker or bender?

I bend it like Beckham.

Which body part do you wish you could detach and why?

I do not wish to detach any body part. Why would I want to do that?

Toilet paper, over or under the holder?

Over is the only civilized way. And for crissake, please don’t squeeze the Charmin!825058d2-95fe-402f-9c10-c00bb8d628d0