I used to live on the east coast.
Now I live on the west coast.
But I still have many photographs from my time living back east.
And while some of them are faded, as are a few of the memories behind them, looking at them still brightens my day.
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Opposing Forces prompt, where the paired words are “east/west” and “fade/brighten.”
Time goes by and, due to various circumstances, transitions must happen. A few years back, Helen Vahdati hosted “Song Lyric Sunday,” but illness forced her to step back from that prompt and Jim Adams took it over. After Hélène Vaillant sadly passed away, Sadje picked up her “What Do You See?” prompt. When Teresa Grabs closed down her “The Haunted Wordsmith” blog, Paula Light took over Teresa’s “Three Things Challenge” prompt for a while, until Di (Pensitivity101) picked up the baton. Another of Teresa’s prompts, “Fibbing Friday,” has been carried on by the aforementioned Di, who alternates with Frank (PCGuyIV) to keep that fun prompt going.
Now, due to illness, Sue Vincent is handing over her popular “Thursday Photo Prompt” (aka #writephoto) to KL Caley, who plans to carry on Sue’s popular prompt. Thank you, KL, and all the best to you, Sue.
Here is this week’s #writephoto prompt from KL, with a photo from Sue Vincent’s library.
At seventeen years old, Beatrice had led a very prim and proper life. Her behavior was always what was expected of a young lady of the manor. She never behaved in an outlandish way and she was always doing what was mainstream for a member of her station in life.
Now Beatrice had reached the age in her life where she was growing curious about the world outside of the tall stone walls that surrounded the manor. She had never been beyond the walls and felt that it was time to taste a flavor of living she had yet to experience. From books she’d read and stories she’d been told, she’d created her own visual image in her mind’s eye of life outside of the walls.
She was particularly curious about the peculiar oval door in the wall. All the other doors in the manor and around the stone wall were rectangular and adult sized. But not this one, and Beatrice wanted to know why.
One day she asked her older brother about it. He advised her to stifle her curiosity until she reached the age of 21 and would have her coming out extravaganza. “You’ve got a good thing going here, Beatrice,” her brother said. “Don’t jinx it by asking too many questions.”
“But just tell me why that door is small and oval, when all other doors are tall and rectangular,” Beatrice pleaded with her brother.
Her brother sighed. “Let’s just say that that particular door was designed to fit those who use it.”
Beatrice was still confused. “I don’t understand,” she said. “What do you mean?”
“You’ve led an insulated life here in the manor and some of the beings in the fairytales you’ve grown up with are not make believe. The world outside of these walls is not just populated by humans. I suggest you leave it at that, at least until you turn 21 and are introduced into society outside of the manor.”
Also written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (prim), Your Daily Word Prompt (outlandish), The Daily Spur (mainstream), MMA Storytime (flavor), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (visual), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (jinx).
When we lived in the city
Our home was surrounded by apartment buildings
We had no scenic views
Then we moved into the ‘burbs
And got a beautiful vista
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “vista” in exactly 29 words.
It seems like 2021 just started, yet here we are at the end of the second week of the third month, on the 13th day of the new year. There are only two and a half weeks remaining in the first quarter of 2021. Can you believe that?
We change our clocks to Daylight Saving Time tonight. Well actually at 2:00 am tomorrow morning, but since I’ll be going to bed well before midnight, I’ll be moving all my clocks up by an hour before I go to sleep. I still don’t see the purpose for changing our clocks twice a year — an hour ahead in the spring and then an hour behind in the fall. Who thought that was a good idea? All it does is fuck up my sleep patterns, which are pretty fucked up to begin with.
Oh, the other thing this stupid semiannual ritual of changing the clocks fucks up is the timing for my scheduled posts. For example, my FOWC with Fandango prompt is scheduled to post at one minute past midnight Pacific Time tonight. And my response to Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday prompt is scheduled to post at 3:00 am tomorrow morning. But it seems that every year, WordPress somehow manages to screw that up. So my FOWC with Fandango prompt will like be posted either tonight at 11:01 pm tonight or tomorrow at 1:01 am. And my Song Lyric Sunday post will be published at either 2:00 am or 4:00 am tomorrow.
Well, I’m not going to lose any sleep over it, either way. Hell, maybe WordPress will get it right and the posts will actually be published at 12:01 am and 3:00 am, respectively, when I want them to be. But, whatever will be will be. Que será, será.
Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Linda give us “day/week/month/year,” and asks us to use one, use them all, use them any way we’d like I our posts.
Welcome to March 13, 2021 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 “visual.”
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. Please 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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