Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nose/noes/knows.” Use one, use ’em all, bonus points if you use all three. Have fun!
Know ye not the nose will spite the face when yeses exceed the noes?
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How is it Saturday already?
How is it I didn’t realize it was AtoZ April?
How is it I can’t do anything I’m supposed to do but spending so much energy and time on everything but my tasks?
Well, three days behind on writing. But…
Slipper one at heel stage. Tomorrow slipper two heel.
Okay. Not to be hard on myself. Even though I had dilated eyes I opened a speech-to-text app. I talked out some memories to add to my project. Certainly not enough, but something.
Next task is yWriter and writing. Two and a half days of writing tonight. But how?
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tip.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Have fun!
Sometimes I have to look at my life. As I am writing my memories, I realize mine tip in the direction of love. Lots of love.
Roping in my ADD thoughts has always been a problem. And my many hobbies are just the tangible ideas. There are not enough hours in a day to do all the things I want to do.
That is one of the reasons I blog. It is a place to remind myself of my passions and thoughts that might just escape to the ether never to be seen again.
Today I got to open my next diamond painting. It is from the set of four dragons. I pulled it out randomly.
Here’s the unboxing.
On another note. We walked 1.5 miles today which amounted to 49K steps. Wahoo us!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rope.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Have fun!
Remember the way the kids would joke if you stumbled? “Have a nice trip?” Yeah. I never thought it was funny unless I recovered and could laugh at myself.
Most of the America’s Funniest Videos seem to be based on that joke. Hopefully, the victim recovered and made a little money from it. But still, I think we all stumble and fall. I think when we get hurt it is worse. Then it is more than scrapes. For the socially shy, each trip takes the person down the rabbit-hole of shame. Trip=bad.
Taking a vacation elsewhere. Oh, how I long for one of those. But lack of funds, COVID-19, now gas prices, that kind of trip is out.
If you are a child of the 60s, a Baby Boomer, taking a trip, trippin’ had a different meaning. I feel weird as I never did. I was too afraid of my mom to try. But about everyone I knew did and told me about it.
Then there was Captain Trips… Brings 2021 full circle!
I have wonderful memories of vacation trips and a marvelous cruise to Alaska. Now, that was a nice trip!
Sometimes in a person’s life they need more ‘atta girl’s. Not always. Sometimes just everyday keeps us going. But I have found that when I feel least alive and I can’t find motivation for even breathing, I need to stop and take stock of my day, week, life. While it is nice when others congratulate me. I find my own boost in saying, “Look at that! Look what you survived, created, loved!”
This blog has been that for me. Day-to-day can be dull. Downright angsty. Especially these last two years. So I am learning to see small accomplishments. Not earth-shattering wins. But things that make me smile and feel alive.
Today’s win is I ran out of Haven 2 to edit. There were 52,053 words altogether. There was no ‘the end’ and quite a few undeveloped characters, scenes, and plot bunnies to work on. I have a better working title: Haven, Above, Beneath, Beyond. My next step is to work toward 60k a full story, minus stuff that needs to be deleted.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “whatever.” Use the word “whatever” any way you’d like. Bonus points if you start your post with it. Have fun!
When my daughter was a teen one of her favorite shows was Sifl and Olly. I probably loved it more than her. ‘Whatever’ was the word of the day. By this point I’d survived four teens! I plead insanity!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “fortune.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Fortune wasn’t a lucky lady. She stepped on a nail as a colt and now limped along.
Her owners must have felt unfortunate, as she would never be the great racehorse they’d bred her to be. But Fortune smiled her horsey smile. That nail was attached to blade. A step to one side or the other would have sliced off her leg.
As she took a step back, she saw this blade would hurt anyone passing this way. She kicked it off the cliff. No longer would it pose a threat.
As she hobbled she danced. Hers was the beautiful pasture. Fortune’s fortune.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “page.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Have fun!
” Page 77 everyone,” the teacher announced.
A classroom of students shuffled as they pulled textbooks from backpacks. Books pounded the desks. Pages fluttered as everyone found their places.
Sue moaned quietly. Not another story of rainbows and unicorns. Well, the unicorns were fine but why did they think all girls wanted princesses and all that fluff.
If Sue wrote a story, there would be peasant girls. There were more of them than the spoiled, weak, brainless royalty.
A pheasant walked by. It seemed to want to make sure of spelling. “Hhhhhh.”
“I’m not writing about beautiful birds this time, thank you.” Sue was always polite.
“I want a story about dragons. Smart dragons. Not a knight or sword in sight.” Her pencil raced across the page. “Who needs royalty?”
Suddenly the girl next to her kicked her desk. “Psst!” She hissed. Sue was always jealous of her friend. She always had that perfect pageboy.
Suddenly, she had a young page telling the dragon how to slip by the castle unnoticed.
Her pencil drew the scene. One line squiggled wrong. She erased, blew off the eraser bits.
Her friend coughed. “I’m sorry!” Sue said as she smoothed her friend’s hairdo.
“Sue, look. We’ve turned the page.”
Sue caught up and saw a picture of a dragon holding a young person who was reading an announcement.
Sue was excited and said aloud, “A page!”
I was going to write a long stream but I’m caught up in this newest binge and I can’t let go.
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think “let go.” Enjoy!
Darswords 
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