Weekend Writing Prompt — Empty

EmptyHe was a man devoid of feelings

A man unable to love another

But also a man unable to hate

He couldn’t express empathy

He couldn’t offer sympathy

He couldn’t experience life’s highs

Nor could he feel life’s lows

Day after day

Maintaining an even keel

He thought that was fine

He didn’t know what he was missing

But life went on

And when he died

No one cared

No one knew

No one showed up for his funeral

As if he wasn’t even sentient

(86 words)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “sentient.”

Restroom Anxiety

“Okay, okay,” Daniel said, “I admit that I have this idiosyncrasy about using a public restroom to take a dump. Before I go in to do my business, I have to make sure that the restroom is unoccupied. Only then will I feel okay about using it.”

Todd was having a hard time controlling his laughter. “Seriously?” he asked. “How did this phobia come about?”

“It started in high school,” Daniel explained. “I was having a bad case of diarrhea and ran into the boys’ room just in time to let it rip. It was really loud and unbelievably stinky. Unfortunately there were a few of my classmates in the boys’ room at the time and they heard and smelled it all. From that point forward through high school I was called ‘Stinky Blowhard.’ So the lesson I learned that day was to never take a dump with witnesses present.”

“And even though you’ve been out of high school for 20 years, you’re still upset by that?” Todd asked.

“Yeah,” Daniel said. “So bear with me and stand guard outside the door. If you encounter anyone who wants to use the restroom, tell them it’s out of order.”

Todd shook his head. “Whatever. Just be quick about it.


Written for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (idiosyncrasy), Ragtag Daily Prompt (unoccupied), Word of the Day Challenge (laughter), The Daily Spur (lesson), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (encounter).

Who Won The Week? 09/06/2020

10CC3057-4EEA-4C80-B8C1-700C0FC6C906It’s time for another Who Won the Week prompt. The idea behind Who Won the Week is for you to select who (or what) you think “won” this past week. Your selection can be anyone or anything — politicians, celebrities, athletes, authors, bloggers, your friends or family members, books, movies, TV shows, businesses, organizations, whatever.

I will be posting this prompt on Sunday mornings (my time). If you want to participate, write your own post designating who you think won the week and why you think they deserve your nod. Then link back to this post and tag you post with FWWTW.

This week I’m declaring the Democratic nominee Joe Biden as the individual who won the week. It’s not because of what Joe Biden did, though. He won the week because of what Donald Trump did this past week.

So what did Trump do this week to make Joe Biden the winner? First of all, he encouraged his supporters, as I wrote here, to commit voter fraud by voting for him twice in November’s presidential election, once by mail and once in person. Not only is it illegal to vote twice, it’s a felony to encourage others to do so.

Further, with close to 6.5 million COVID-19 cases and more than 192,000 deaths in the U.S., Trump is essentially throwing in the towel in his administrstion’s approach to combating the pandemic. His latest strategy entails allowing the coronavirus to spread through most of the population in order to quickly build resistance to the virus, something to generate what is called “herd immunity.” But in order to achieve herd immunity, between 50% to 67% of the population would need to be infected. With a population of more than 330 million, that would mean at least 115 million cases and, with a fatality rate of just 1%, more than million deaths. But that seems to be just fine with Trump.

And finally, and probably most damaging to Trump, was an article in the Atlantic this week.It alleges that Trump believes those who serve in the military, especially those who died or were wounded, are losers and suckers.

So Trump’s campaign for re-election seems to be imploding base upon Trump’s words and deeds. And all Joe Biden has to do is sit back and highlight that he is the only candidate for president who is not incompetent, self-serving, and insane.

Now it’s your turn. Who (or what) do you think won the week?

Song Lyric Sunday — Seasons of Love

For today’s Song Lyric Sunday, Jim Adams is doing something a bit different. Here’s given us “Musical” and “Opera” as our themes and I suppose he wants us to highlight a song from either a musical or an opera. So, I’m going with a song from the Broadway musical “Rent.” The song is “Seasons of Love.”

“Seasons of Love” is a song from the 1996 Broadway musical Rent, written and composed by Jonathan Larson. In case you’re unfamiliar with Rent, the musical is loosely based on Giacomo Puccini’s 1896 opera La Bohème. It tells the story of a group of impoverished young artists and their struggles with sexuality, drugs, paying their rent, and life under the shadow of AIDS. On Broadway, Rent gained critical acclaim and won several awards, including the Pulitzer Prize for Drama and the Tony Award for Best Musical. The Broadway production closed on September 7, 2008, after 12 years, making it one of the longest-running shows on Broadway.

In 2005, a movie adaptation, directed by Chris Columbus, featured six of the original Broadway cast members reprising their roles. Unfortunately, the movie did not receive the same critical acclaim as the Broadway show.

The song is performed by the entire cast in the musical. It starts out with a reference to “five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes” (the number of minutes in a common year). The lyrics ask what the proper way is to quantify the value of a year in human life, concluding in the chorus that the most effective means is to “measure in love.” Since four of the lead characters in the musical either have HIV or AIDS, the song is often associated with World AIDS Day and AIDS awareness month.

Jonathan Larson intended for “Seasons of Love” to be performed symbolically as a song at one of the character’s funeral. But when Larson tragically died suddenly of an aortic dissection the night before the off-Broadway premiere, the cast sang it at the beginning of the show to pay their respects to the composer.

Here are the lyrics to “Seasons of Love.”

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets,
In midnights, in cups of coffee?
In inches, in miles,
In laughter, in strife?

In five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure a year in the life?

How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love.
Seasons of love,
Seasons of love.

Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty five thousand journeys to plan,
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?

In truth that she learned,
Or in times that he cried?
In the bridges he burned,
Or the way that she died?

It’s time now, to sing out,
Though the story never ends.
Let’s celebrate, remember a year,
In the life of friends.

Remember the love, (Oh you got to, you got to remember the love)
Remember the love, (You know that love is a gift from up above)
Remember the love, (Share love, give love, spread love)
Measure in love, (Measure, measure your life in love)
Seasons of love,
Seasons of love (Measure your life, measure your life in love).