I remember, by the end of 2017, how tired I was of hearing television news commentators utter the word “unprecedented” when it came to all things Donald Trump. By the end of 2019, the word was just annoying to me because it had lost its impact. Whenever anyone used “unprecedented” in the context of Donald Trump, I rolled my eyes, shrugged my shoulders, and wondered why no one was doing anything to stop all of his unprecedented actions and behavior.
Jill Dennison, in this post, effectively captures my anger and frustration at the overuse of that word to the point that it’s almost meaningless. Seven years after Donald Trump started his campaign to be president by taking the escalator down one flight to the lobby of the Trump Tower to a mostly paid crowd of “adoring fans,” he is still, after all of the other unprecedented actions he has taken, actions that are coming close to tearing this country to shreds, getting away with his his unprecedented — and as yet unpunished — behavior.
The word ‘unprecedented’ has been used more in the past week than at any other time, I do believe. Yes, a search warrant served on a former …
Di, host of Pensivity101, is once again standing in for Melanie, of Sparks from a Combustible Mind, for today’s Truthful Tuesday prompt. This week Di wants to know…
Are you an only child or do you have siblings? Would you prefer to be the opposite to what you are?
I am the closest thing to being an only child without actual being an only child.
Let me unpack that for you. I am one of three children. I had two older sisters, making me the youngest, the baby of the family. But even with two older siblings, I felt like an only child because my oldest sister was 15 years older than me, and my middle sister was nine years older than me.
I was told that my oldest sister used to wheel me around the neighborhood in a baby carriage when I was an infant and tell all of the neighbors that I was her baby. And she refused to confess who my father, according to her tale, was. She was the scandal of our neighborhood.
My other sister suffered from middle child syndrome. She hated my older sister for being the first born and she hated me for being the new kid in town. And for being a boy, something my father was very happy about after having two girls.
So while my oldest sister treated me as if I was her own son, my next older sister basically ignored me. And that’s why I feel that I was, for all intents and purposes, an only child. With two siblings.
It’s time for my weekly Story Starter prompt. Here’s how it works. Every Tuesday morning (my time), I’m going to give you an incomplete “teaser” sentence and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to build a story (prose or poetry) around that partial sentence. It doesn’t have to be the first sentence in your story, and you don’t even have to use it in your post at all if you don’t want to. The purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing.
This week’s Story Starter teaser is:
After the shock of seeing the amount of his latest electricity invoice wore off, Ted decided that, in order to save energy going forward, he would…
If you care to write and post a story built from this teaser, be sure to link back to this post and to tag your post with #FSS. I would also encourage you to read and enjoy what your fellow bloggers do with their stories.
It’s August 16, 2022. Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).
Today’s word is “mosquito.”
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. Show them some love.