Woodworking

“So what do you think of my latest work of art?” Harvey asked his wife. “I used the wood carving kit you gave me last Christmas to make it.

Mary stared at it for a few seconds, shook her head, and said, “It’s interesting.”

“Interesting?” Harvey said. “What exactly does that mean? Don’t you think I did a good job carving it? It was tough to maneuver the tools just the right way on such a small piece.”

“To tell you the truth,” Mary said, “I’m feeling a bit ambivalent about it.”

“Why would you say that?” Harvey asked. “Either you like it or you don’t.”

“It’s actually very good, Harvey,” Mary said. “But why did you decide to carve that image? You know how I feel about him.”

“It was my call, and it’s not my fault that you feel that way about him,” Harvey said. “Besides, I think the carving is a little understated.”

“You’re right, Harvey, it’s not your fault that you carved an image of a man I despise,” Mary said.9219AC2A-BA44-45EB-B143-E41B17B54888“And it won’t be my fault when I take your sledge hammer and smash that abomination you carved to smitherines.”


Written for Pensitivity100’s Three Things Challenge, where the things are tools, wood, and job. Also for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (maneuver), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (ambivalent), Ragtag Daily Prompt (call), The Daily Spur (fault), and Word of the Day Challenge (understated).

Photo Challenge — Never Mind

4EBFBB4B-8D4E-473B-8154-A2D14E15DA4F“Look,” Emily said to Jim, holding her hands out for him to see.

Jim got a confused look on his face. “Why do you have those white flowers between your fingers on both of your hands?” he asked.

“Because, silly,” Emily said, “I’m excited about our trip to San Francisco this weekend, where the girls wear flowers on their hands.”

Now Jim was even more confused. “What are you talking about, Emily?”

“That song,” she responded. “The one about San Francisco where the lyrics talk about going to San Francisco and wearing flowers on your hands.”

Jim shook his head. “I think you’re a little confused,” he said. “First of all, the lyrics say flowers in your hair, not on your hands. Second of all, that song was written back in the hippie days in 1967, Emily, almost 30 years before you were born. People don’t go around with flowers in their hair anymore, even in San Francisco. And definitely not on their hands.”

Emily meekly turned to Jim and simply said, “Never mind.”


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge prompt. Photo credit: cottonbro on Pexels.com.

FOWC with Fandango — Ambivalent

FOWCWelcome to May 19, 2020 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 “ambivalent.”

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.

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