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Per Linda:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “luck.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Luck is what you make, right? The fires in the west and the floods in the east and the occasional tornado, not the kind of thing one can make for oneself, right? Those who live and those who die from these incidents are a flip of the coin or brought it on themselves?

Okay, the thought of what we all might have contributed to the laws and the global warming that might have contributed to the catastrophes, does occur. Yet the individual who lives an dies don’t seem to pull that all to themselves. Sure a person can make sure their home is protected as best they can to withstand the throws of nature. But who is to blame for the victim’s bad luck?

There are those who wear special hats or ribbons when they gamble or race. Is it their luck if they win? Is it bad luck if they didn’t wear the lucky pin and they lost?

Yes, I’m addressing this. If we catch COVID19 or Delta and we’ve done everything to prevent it, is it our bad luck? This has to do with neighbors and friends and family, too. Just as a person can pass by your house and recklessly toss a cigarette out the car window and catch your house on fire. Even though you have fireproofed your place it burns down. Luck? Blame? Maybe the worst is the anger that blame brings. The house is still on fire. The possible disease is attacking. Maybe it’s a waste of time and energy to call out the careless? They are probably rich and can get out of it anyway. Sure we hope there will be a way to recover physically and financially. And we have done everything in our power to stay safe and healthy. We’ve saved our pennies when we could. So it’s just bad luck?

I’m falling down a rabbit hole here. I’m not sure there is a wise person, guru, rabbit’s foot that can save this blog today.

Meanwhile, our day was hot, 96 with smoke and clouds making it sticky and awful. We’ve kept the fans going and kept hydrated. Tomorrow will be 100. If we are lucky we will get through as the next week shows 80s. Our pets lay around the floor and we check on them. We take siestas during the heat of the day and that helps a little. But I get grouchy after a hot nap.

All the while I am hearing this earworm.

Maybe I can get it out of my head.

One-liner Wednesday


Joy creates creativity and creativity creates joy.

Linda’s One-liner Wednesday is easy and fun.

Too Hot Tuesday


I was going to write a Haiku or Tanka or use other prompts I found on the blogs, but it was too hot to move to the laptop. So I sat in my recliner with the fan and worked on more scrappy socks while watching the end of season 10 of the Walking Dead. I made myself feel better knowing it had to be worse for those actors in Georgia.

It is supposed to reach 99 on Thursday. Just like the difference between 33 and 32 can break pipes, the difference between 94 today and 99 means more siestas and iced green tea popsicles.

The scrappy socks are toed and heeled with leftovers from the last pair I made. I’m loving the rainbow look it makes. You can see the toe on the right that I just finished. The sock on the left need ankle and cuff, then done. The looms are CinDWood 56 pegs, fine gauge of 1/4 inch.

These are the two yarns. Mani-Pedi is the non-toe or heel parts.

The socks are Kitchener cast-on and the toe/heel is German short rows.

Now back to chillin’


Weekend Writing Prompt #221 – Thwart

Posted on August 7, 2021 by sammicoxwriter

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Thwart

Challenge

wk 221 thwart

The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

  • your poem / prose must contain this week’s word (see note below).  The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
  • the length of your poem / prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge.  No more.  No less.
  • A note on the word: you can use any variation of the word (for example: call, calls, calling, called etc).  If you find you are struggling to use this week’s word you may substitute it for a synonym – just include a note to explain the swap.  Remember, this is supposed to be fun! 

Can’t wait to read what you have come up with!


Whispers and Echoes – is an online journal of short writing – read it here *

Check out the journal’s full submission guidelines here

*** My Thwarted Thoughts ***

Thwart is a strange word, isn’t it? I doubt I have ever used it in my writing or about my writing. It always sounds like a wicked bad guy is hurting the good guy. I picture a sword and shield coming out as folks are finally reaching their happy place.

And yet,  in board games, that word is tossed like there’s no tomorrow!

Pixabay.com

(I hope I did that right. It seemed like a fun prompt to try. I learned about it on SammiScribbles


Weezles and Heffalumps

No. I guess I was wrong. These guys are who I meant.

One wee mistake trying to stream my consciousness.

This is a weekly prompt that happens on the first day of the weekend. Just let the sweetness flow between the ears.

What you come up with may be bittersweet. Or look like you’ve been smoking that weed the kids, (babyboomers) have been talking about.

Sweeping my brain just makes me weep. Maybe if I’m lucky I can tweeze out a teeny-weeny cartoon or two. Alice knew.

Or an awful insect that swarmed my Zoom cereal.

Wait. Have I just streamed full circle? No that was weezle, oops, woozle, not weevil. But now I have

WEE!!!

Per Linda:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wee.” Use the word “wee” or find a word that contains it and use it in your post. Have fun!

One-liner Wednesday


An easy yet impossible prompt at times courtesy of Linda G. Hill.

(By the way, folks, that above was it!)

Ta-Da Tuesday


I finally finished this pair of socks. And guess who they fit? Me!

Guess I should tell the details. CinDWood sock loom, Kitchener cast-on, toe-up, 4by4 knit/purl on top of foot then the ankle up through cuff. I didn’t like the purling. It made the project take far too long.


Making music. My housemates and neighbors may disagree.

My free classes ended last Thursday. It was fun having a Zoom class making progress through elementary music.

I am a music major so I can read music,  no problem.  Well, except for the eyes that have problems seeing. But recorder music is only one line. As opposed to four or more in piano music. So recorder is easier.

Without the black and white keys I have had to learn finger positions. Seems easy enough. Except fingers, my fingers are short and have a hard time reaching.

Maintaining breath while hitting the notes and trying to keep time present challenges.

Any of you who had to take recorder classes in school might remember the screeching noises of the soprano recorder.

So I am attempting to learn the alto, too. I love it’s rich smooth sounds. But my hands hurt after more than few minutes playing.

All the music time cuts my knitting time. So the socks are just two inches from being done. Maybe this week they’ll be complete.

What are you making?


The mustachioed sky is nothing like a pistachioed sky which sounds more delicious. Instead it seemed the sky didn’t want us to relax with clouds. More than 22 lightning strikes were counted. Though it sounds like all were taken care of quickly. The day was cooler with spits of rain so I can’t complain. Even Kali was happy to go outside as the mist was so light she could barely feel it. Oh, and that fresh clean smell that brings such peace. But can it be trusted?

Thank you, Linda G. Hill. Here’s her prompt instructions:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last photo you took.” Take the last photo you snapped. What’s the first word that comes to mind when you look at it? That word is your prompt. Enjoy!


Remember last year when we couldn’t remember what day it was? Yeah. Today.

Between recovering from the Monday doctor’s appointment/shopping trip, and finding myself unhappy with eating eggs, not doing that again, I’m so tired and confused.

Hope you are all having a smoother time of it.

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