Friday Fictioneers — Back on Campus

I went to the old campus and stood on the path outside of the library. They replaced the old cracked black tar walkway in front of the building with pavers. They’ve also upgraded the lighting a bit and have some interesting sculptures on the other side of the paver walkway. You’d be impressed.

Who am I kidding? You always hated that library, calling it totally inadequate. I can hear you now saying that what they’ve done is like putting lipstick on a pig. I wish you could have been with me tonight. Why did you die on me so soon?

(100 words)


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Lisa Fox.

MLMM Friday Faithfuls — Liminal Space

For this week’s Mindlovemysery’s Menagerie Friday Faithfuls challenge, Jim Adams asks us to respond by writing anything about liminal space, or if you went through a period of change in your life where you existed in a liminal space.

I had no idea what “liminal space” was, so it’s a good thing Jim defined it for us. He wrote, “Liminal space can be expressed on a Venn diagram by the area that overlaps between two different things. Liminal space is the uncertain transition between where you’ve been and where you’re going physically, emotionally, or metaphorically.”

Okay, I get Venn diagrams. That works for me. And probably the most vivid example I can think of in my life was the time just after graduating from college and needing to get a job but having no clue what kind of career I wanted for myself.

I had a bachelor’s degree in business with a joint major in marketing and economics. I knew I needed to get a job, but I was lost in terms of what career to pursue. At least it was a simple, clean Venn diagram.

But then the U.S. Army intervened and my clean little Venn diagram turned into the colorful, confusing, and surrealistic image above, which I found at lowlightmixes.blogspot.com when I Googled “liminal space.”

Once my active duty stint in the army was completed, I returned to my clean little Venn diagram and found a job that set me on a path toward my ultimate career in healthcare administration systems and services

Now, with all that said, I honestly have no idea if this post has anything at all to do with liminal space. Maybe, after someone else who does understand it reads this, they can let me know if I’m even close.

Fibbing Friday — Familiar But Different

Di (aka Pensitivity101) hosts Fibbing Friday, a silly little exercise where we are to write a post with our answers to the ten questions below. But as the title suggests, truth is not an option. The idea is to fib a little, a lot, tell whoppers, and be inventive, silly, or even outrageous, in our responses. For this week’s Fibbing Friday, Di is offering up familiar words and asking for our alternative definitions.

1. What is a nincompoop? It’s that first poop that you take after being constipated for a few days. Aaah.
2. What is a Tory? A way to measure the height of a building, as in the number of tories.
3. What is a gonk? The sound one makes when bonking a gong.
4. What is a pom-pom? A new social media sites thst competes with TikTok.
5. What is a hanging basket? Another name for the male scrotum.
6. What is micropore? A very small cup of espresso.
7. What is a posy? Something you draw rings around.
8. What is a barometer? A device used by bartenders to determine when he or she should cut off a patron from having any more drinks.
9. What is a cable? A small cocktail table.
10. What is a fib? A child’s bib made out of felt.

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — June 14th

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about it? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Flashback Friday post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on any day this past year and link to that post in a comment.


This was originally posted on June 14, 2020.

SoCS — Catching Some Z’s

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“Great news,” Dan said, “I scored two mezzanine tickets to tonight’s jazz concert. This guy will absolutely dazzle you. He really makes that saxophone sizzle.”

“Oh wow,” Mack said. “I’ve heard all of the buzz about this guy. He’s still got a lot of pizazz for a someone who’s been around as long as he has. Count me in, buddy.”

“Terrific,” Dan said. “The show starts in an hour and a half, but I’m so hungry that I’m starting to feel a little dizzy. How about we grab something to eat before we head to the venue?”

“Great idea,” Mack said. “I know of a fantastic pizza place downtown. They have these delicious artisan pies and they don’t spare the mozzarella.”

After the two men finished eating, it had started to drizzle, so they walked briskly to the theater where the show was being held. But they were surprised when they got there to see a sign indicating that the performance had been cancelled. They gave each other a puzzled look and noticed a guy sitting at the ticket counter. “Why did tonight’s show get cancelled?” Dan asked him.

The guy shrugged. “I don’t know, dude,” he said. “All of a sudden the fuzz showed up and the next thing you know they’ve got this grizzly looking guy in handcuffs and they’re hauling him out of the building. He was really in a tizzy, yelling and screaming no matter how hard the cops tried to muzzle him.”

“That sounds awful, but what does that have to do with the show being cancelled?” Mack asked.

“Turns out,” the guy answered, “the old coot is the theater’s accountant and he was apparently embezzling a lot of money, so the venue has to shut down. And, unfortunately, because of that, I can’t give you your money back. Sorry, dudes.”

“Well, this night certainly fizzled out,” Dan said.

“No worries,” Mack said. “Anyway, I’m kinda frazzled and tired tonight. I think I’ll just head home and catch some Z’s. We’ll talk tomorrow.”


Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, where the prompt is “zz” and we are asked to “find a word with double-z in it and use it in your post.

FOWC with Fandango — Fluctuation

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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 “fluctuation.”

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, ÿplease 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.