You are mercurial.
It’s something I love about you.
It’s something I hate about you.
I love your almost unbridled passion for life.
I hate that your passion is so unbridled.
Who are you going to be today?
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “mercurial” in exactly 38 words. Image credit: The New Yorker, Multiplism by Victor Victori.jpg
I want to diverge from my usual flash fiction posts or my anti-Donald Trump rants to honor those bloggers who have stepped into the gap that WordPress created 365 days ago when it stopped posting its Daily Prompt.
In addition to my own Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, I want to recognize Sheryl, who has her Your Daily Word Prompt, the team at Ragtag Community for their Ragtag Daily Prompt, and the team at The Word of the Day Challenge. They have been prompting us every single day over the past year to help us hone our writing skills and to provide fodder for our blogs.
Take it from me, coming up with a new word every single day that will inspire people to write creative, interesting, fascinating posts is challenging.
I really enjoy crafting together posts using the words that those who post these one-word prompts offer up each and every day. These daily prompts help to tickle the imaginations and to stimulate the creativity of me and my fellow bloggers. I am thankful for and indebted to those bloggers who have, like me, picked up the baton that WordPress dropped and have run with it for the past year.
And I am thankful to all of you, who have embraced my FOWC With Fandango prompt, as well as those of the other daily prompters. I think I speak for each of us that it’s your support that keeps us going.
Do you remember when
We would stay up all night long
Just talking?
We would explore each other’s minds
We would revel in each other’s thoughts
We would cling to each other’s words
We would talk all the time
About anything and everything
But somewhere along the line we stopped
Our paths diverged
Our common interests waned
Our dialogue turned perfunctory, stilted
Yes, we talked about things
Like the kids
Like the pets
Like the chores
Like the bills
Like the weather
And, of course, politics
But not about our hopes
But not about our dreams
But not about our wants
But not about our needs
But not about our desires
But not about each other
And certainly not to each other
Soon we were mostly silent, turning into strangers
Living together in silence
Under the same roof
Eating silent meals together
Sleeping in the same bed
Not talking
Not touching
And dreaming separate dreams
We are together
But we are alone
And we are lonely
Our silence speaks volumes
Written for this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from Linda G. Hill. The charge is to use the words “silent/silence.” Use one or both in your post.
Welcome to June 1, 2019 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC).
This is an exciting day for me. Exactly one year ago today I posted my very first FOWC with Fandango post. The word was “inertia.” I had no idea if anyone would be interested in participating in some random blogger’s one-word prompt after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt. But this is my 366th FOWC with Fandango post and, thanks to all of you, it’s still going strong. Who’d a thunk it?
And now back to our regularly scheduled prompt.
I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).
Today’s word is “spendthrift.”
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.
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