Sunday Writing Prompt — Fuhgeddaboudit

34DCC9D3-27D1-4D90-993B-561EA80AC8E1For this week’s Sunday Writing Prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, the challenge is to try something new. Like using a different medium for your creative expression, tackling a new and perhaps controversial topic, challenging one of your own fears and writing about the experience, or stepping outside of your comfort zone. You get the idea, right?

Well here’s what I have to say about that: fuhgeddaboudit. Why would I want to do that? I’ve challenged myself my entire life. Now it’s time to relax. I’ve earned it. Listen, I’m an old guy, a septuagenarian. I like things the way they are. And I’m actually quite comfortable in my comfort zone. I neither want to nor need to change.

Besides, I do challenge myself with my blog. I post between three and six times a day. I respond to word prompts, to photo prompts, to some of these crazy Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie prompts. I even host my own daily word prompt.

I regularly post my thoughts, observations, and perspectives on what is going on around me. I read what other bloggers have to say and often comment on their posts. I respond to comments that others have made on my posts.

And I also have other activities of daily living that I have to manage, ranging from walking the dog multiple times a day to chores around the house to keeping my wife happy to paying the bills and to reading books and watching TV.

Seriously, the last thing I need right now is to take on any new challenges. This old dog doesn’t want to learn new tricks.

Solitary Man

Today’s Daily Addictions one-word prompt is “solitary.” When I saw that prompt, I knew that I would do what I’m about to do, and that is to post one of my favorite songs by Neil Diamond.

I didn’t get married until I was 32 because I wanted to wait until I could find me a girl who’d stay and wouldn’t play games behind me. Until I did, I would stay what I was: a solitary man. And then I met the future Mrs. Fandango.

So many prompts, so little time

I wasn’t able to get around to writing a post today that used all of the other daily prompts, including my own, “parking.” Hopefully I’ll get back on track tomorrow.

To Prompt or Not To Prompt

89D7CF32-2469-41AB-A53A-BE1D5F14D087I saw this comment below on another blogger’s post yesterday:

“I have no real interest in posts that are a result of prompts by others. The pleasure (to me) of this community is to read about the bloggers — their lives, challenges, wants, dreams, and myriad of things that go into their typical day.”

Do you agree with that commenter? Do those of you who are reading this have little interest in posts that are written for prompts from other bloggers? Would you prefer posts that are more about life, challenges, dreams, wants, and daily activities?

I haven’t made any definitive counts, but I’m guessing that the vast majority of my posts over the past year have been written in response to prompts. Photo prompts, word prompt, and other writing challenges. And aside from my political rants about Donald Trump and the Republicans, not very many of my posts have been about my personal “life, challenges, wants, dreams, and myriad of things that go into my typical day.”

I enjoy writing flash fiction, particularly in response to photos/images. It gives me a chance to let my creative juices flow as I interpret the images that serve as the prompts and craft short stories around them.

Likewise, word prompts, and other writing challenges also allow my imagination to run wild and to write tales leveraging the words that are offered up for inspiration.

It was nice when WordPress had its daily word prompt and its weekly photo challenge. One word prompt a day and one photo challenge a week, plus a few other bloggers’ prompts, was perfect. But since WordPress stopped its prompts at the end of May, a whole bunch of bloggers — myself included — have stepped up with their own word prompts and photo challenges. And I have been doing my best to post in response to many of them.

Which then begs the question: have I gone overboard with respect to prompts? Should I instead be writing more personal posts dealing with my real world life and daily activities?

Well, I’ve made a decision and I want to thank you all for listening and for helping me think through this conundrum. After giving this a fair amount of consideration, I have decided to continue writing flash fiction in response to prompts. And I’m going to continue ranting about Donald Trump and all the shit he’s doing and saying. In other words, I’m not going to change the way I blog.

If you have anything you’d like to say on the matter, please leave your thoughts in the comments section.

Reblog: “A good story”

Richard Tilly’s post explains why it’s so much fun to participate in word and photo prompts and to take the time to read how others responded to the same prompts. It’s all about the stories.

Rtillyflash

A good story has nothing to do with the idea behind it.

It’s all down to the person who’s telling the story.

Give three people a simple idea and they will come up with three different stories.

So it’s not about who has the best idea for a story it’s about who’s the best storyteller.

That’s all that matters.


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Better Than Sex

B1AAF46D-364A-4B17-A0AF-EB59483D2B02I’m not sure how much longer I can keep up this pace.

No, I’m not talking about sex. I’m talking about blogging. So if you saw the title of this post and that’s the only reason you’re here, you can leave now.

I write and post at least three or four times a day. Sometimes five or six times.

I love writing, exercising my imagination and creativity. I love keeping the synapses firing in this old brain of mine.

I love it when people read, like, and respond to my posts. It’s addictive, like a narcotic, a rush, a shot of adrenaline.

I love responding to prompts, including my own.

But there are just so many writing prompts these days. Stream of consciousness prompts, one-liner prompts, word prompts, story prompts, photo prompts.

So many that it makes my stomach and intestines start to grumble and rumble as I try to figure out how to use the word borborygmus in a post.

And then there is the treasure trove of topics for political and social commentary in the land of Trumpistan. Trump provides us with a once in the lifetime (I hope) opportunity for bloggers.

But maybe it’s just too much. Maybe I should harken back to the days when I just sat around serenely reading the newspaper, reading books written by others, and watching inane TV shows.

No, I cannot. I need blogging to release those endorphins. Blogging is better than sex.

Okay, maybe not. But it’s a close second.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, “pace.” And for the Word of the Day Challenge (serenely) and for the Ragtag Daily Prompt (borborygmus).