First Line Friday — The Nightmare

E0009EAF-8755-4349-8439-B0FCBE761D72“Someday, this will be over — only remembered like some half-felt and fading nightmare,” Kevin said to his older brother, Randy.

“If you believe that, Kevin,” Randy said, “you are, at best, naive, and at worst, ignorant.”

“I really believe he’ll lose in November and that normalcy in our country will be restored,” Kevin said.

“You’re assuming that there will be an election in November,” Randy said.

“Of course there will be an election,” Kevin countered. “It’s required by the Constitution.”

Do you think Trump gives two shits about the Constitution?” Randy said. “And who would stop him from canceling the election? Not his Republican sycophants, that’s for sure. The only way there will be an election is if he knows he’ll win. And if he somehow loses, he’ll say it was rigged and declare it null and void.”

“You’re such a drama queen, Randy,” Kevin said. “Our democratic institutions won’t allow that to happen.”

“You’re a fool to believe that, Kevin,” Randy said. “He’s a dictator who controls the executive branch, the courts, and the Senate. No one is going to stop him. Between him, his sons, and Ivanka, this nightmare will not be over any time soon. And as Trump’s ass-kissing attorney general Bill Barr said, ‘History is written by the winners, so it largely depends on who is writing the history.’ I’m afraid this nightmare ain’t gonna simply fade away, brother.”


Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday, where the first line is, “Someday, this will be over — only remembered like some half-felt and fading nightmare.” Image credit: Simanion.com.

V is Vision

A2Z2020For this year’s A to Z Challenge I’m going to attempt to post an old saying or adage each day of the month of April (except for Sundays). I’m going through the alphabet, with the first letter of the adage beginning with the first letter of the alphabet (A) and continuing for 26 adages in alphabetical order until I get through the entire alphabet by April 30 — from A to Z.

I don’t know if it can be done, but I’m going to give it the old college try. Here’s my April 25th adage and it starts with the letter V.

Vision without action is a daydream. Action without vision is a nightmare.

Nightmare Neighbors

FB79CDD0-5261-45CF-A2EA-7D34D834257A“My neighbors are a nightmare,” Elizabeth said.

“They seem like very nice people to me,” Jessie observed.

“Oh yes,” Elizabeth admitted. “That’s what I thought at first, too.”

“What did they do to change your mind?” Jessie asked.

“The wife is always coming over and borrowing things and never returning them,” Elizabeth said. “A cup of sugar, coffee beans, butter.”

“Well,” Jessie said, “have you talked with her about your concerns?”

“I tried,” Elizabeth said, “But every time she comes over her breath smells like she’s been hitting the gin bottle. Even first thing in the morning.”

“So you think she’s an alcoholic,” Jessie asked.

“I think she’s a serial killer,” Elizabeth whispered.

“Oh my God!” Jessie exclaimed. “Why would you think that?”

“Because,” Elizabeth said, “she came over today and asked to borrow the last of my oatmeal cereal. She’s killing me.”

Jessie burst out laughing. “Oh, you mean she’s a cereal killer.”


Written for Paula Light’s Three Things Challenge, where the three things are “nightmare,” “oatmeal,” and “gin.” Also for Weekly Prompts topic, “neighbors.”

FOWC with Fandango — Nightmare

FOWCWelcome to June 29, 2018 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 “nightmare.” 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.

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

#writephoto — The Maze

img_1245“We’re in the midst of some sort of nightmare,” Harvey said. “It’s like we’re lost in a dark, spooky maze.”

“I think we may have entered a parallel universe,” James commented. “I have to admit that I’m a bit scared.”

“We are in a parallel world,” Harvey said. “We just have to keep going in order to find the right corridor. Then we can pick up some tokens to buy some weapons in case we run into any strange beings.”

“Yeah, I know how it works,” James said. “But which way should we go? And should we stick together or separate?”

“How the hell do I know?” Harvey responded. “This is my first time at this level, too, you know.”

“I’m kinda thinking we should stick together,” James said. “That way, if we encounter something unusual, we can deal with whatever it is together. Strength in numbers, right?”

“I disagree,” Harvey said. “If we take different doorways, we can collect more tokens and buy more weapons.”

“But how will we find each other?” James asked. “As you said, this place is a fucking maze.”

“We can hit pause and get our bearings by looking at the overview page,” Harvey said.

“But won’t that cost a lot of tokens?” James asked.

Harvey began to get tired of James’ attitude. “Look, James,” he said. “We’ve gotten to this level by doing things my way. If you want to quit now, just take off your headset.”

“Okay Fine,” James reluctantly said. “We’ll do it your way.”

“I’m going straight at the next archway. You take the corridor to the right,” Harvey instructed.

The two men split up, but before long Harvey heard a bloodcurdling scream coming from somewhere else in the maze. It sounded so real that Harvey tore off his headset and looked at James, who was sitting next to him on the sofa. He was passed out cold.

Harvey reached over to James and started to shake him. “Are you okay?”

James’ eyes fluttered open. He looked around, relieved to be alive and back in the real world. “Wow, I’m still alive,” he said, “This virtual reality game is sick, dude.”


This “twofer” was written for this week’s Thursday Photo Prompt from Sue Vincent and for today’s one-word prompt, “parallel.” I saw the movie “Ready Player One” yesterday, and that, along with Sue’s picture, served as my inspiration for this post.