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Per Linda: Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 10th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “don’t get me started.” Use the phrase in your post or just write about the first thing it conjures in your mind. Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Just don’t get me started. I won’t quit. I’ll need more. An example I’m on my umpteenth binge-watch of Grey’s Anatomy. This time I have my husband joining me. I know he’s in as he took note of the season and episode so he could keep up when he went to our room to put his feet up. My favorite episode. But the beginning is not for the squeamish.

Two Octobers ago I decided to play piano. I started with a scale or melody. Now a year and a couple of months I’m up to an hour of playing. I’m enjoying the heck out of what I’m learning. And don’t get me started playing Christmas songs. Due to the Charlie Brown jazzy/bluesy songs I can’t quit. (We did finally take down the trees and decorations.)

I seem to get addicted to things, like Duolingo.

And don’t get me started on this cutie (Milo) who can’t get close enough as we both enjoy the warmth of the electric lap blanket.


Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 3rd and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “fast/slow.” Use one, use both, use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use them both! Enjoy!

Yesterday I shared one of the reasons I prefer acoustic piano, or voice, as we can control volume according to emotional intensity within the artist and directed by composition.

Rhythm and how fast or slow a piece of a portion of it can affect or reflect our emotions.

A piece can hold many speeds from grave to presto. Like conversations. We don’t speak one or the other. Well, except certain chemistry teachers in my past during the first period. Hence a C… But that’s another stream.

Music reflects life which is both fast (is it already the third of January?) and slow (why does Christmas take so long when we’re kids?)

Okay, I’m down to the trickle so time to dance!

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, plot


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

My stream is more of a dot.

COVID dries up every thought.

How could one come up with a plot?

Well, sadly, this is all I got.


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “batter/better/bitter/butter.” Use one, use all four (for bonus points), use ’em any way you’d like. Have fun!

The player on home-plate stirs butter into the batter as the jeers of, “Bitter!” ascend.

She was last to be picked. But now she has an idea to make it better.


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

Today has been not only UNusual, it has been spectacular! You know how it feels when you get to chat with someone you haven’t talked with in years?

I feel like I met with royalty. Well, in my life that’s where family, Cuz’ns land. I’m still smiling.

We reminisced about simpler times hanging out at our grandparents’ home, ringer washers, clotheslines, washtub swimming pools, the kindest people who raised our family. The Sunday afternoons, after church in a house that love built. And that felt usual to us. And we felt blessed.

Moe

The mouse ran through the tower that was a knight, that night to save his friend.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tower.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use any way you’d like. Have fun!

Look around. Gather them up. I need every single crumb. Those words are important. Golden.

(As of this moment, I need 2,653 to get to 50,000)

Back to work!

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


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

Popping around to play NaNo Avoidance. It’s a game I play every year. The only rule is to do anything but write on the current project. I try to baby that child, giving in here and there but imposing tiny rules of my own. Just 333 words in an hour several times a day still brings that daily tally

But I’m not the only one popping around.

Sammy played Pop Goes the Kitty to distract me:

He’s way too big for the kitty tree now but he manages to play in it with Shiloh sleeping on the top nest.

Gives me an idea for my next avoidance trick.


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “something you enjoyed.” Write about something you thoroughly enjoyed. Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

I know my life might seem boring to others, but this blog is the place where I talk about the things I enjoy.

Would I love to travel or go to amusement parks? You bet. But my life seems to be on a different path. I find my joy where I live.

Learning something new gives me joy. Bring creative expresses my joy. And also do arts like drawing and diamond painting, music, like piano and my other recent pursuits, writing the story popping up in my head brings me joy. Yarning is delightful.

My favorite is visiting with family and friends. But that doesn’t happen as often as I’d like still it’s the icing on the enjoyment cake.


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

Though writing is a lonely task, by necessity, it is nice to have company in the process.

I have an overactive imagination and writing helps harness that mess of the muses. Still, I know anywhere from 1 to 30 days I will long for human contact.

Sadly, it is hard to help my family and friends to know when they can help and when I need solitude. Sometimes the muses make me work for every letter, sweat and swearing can apply here. The fam and friends can wave in passing, just don’t feel hurt if they are ignored.

Then there are the desperate days, company helps open the mind from the hurricane of the deserted brain. But whereas in normal days I can luxuriate in the glow of love, in writing times, like NaNoWriMo, I have to limit myself to people, even the well-meaning, can stifle the process.

When there are folks accompanying my creative pursuits, I cannot look at other’s fantastic works. I think I have hypochondria to other people’s musings. Sorry, everyone for not peeking. We’re all safer that way. I can’t wait until my Inktober and NaNoWriMo fuse is finished so I can check out all the glory you all have created.

This past couple of weeks my energy has been low. I worried whether I’d feel up to NaNoWriMo (I certainly lost the Inktober during October) but I plan to incorporate the Inkprompts with the writing. I have enjoyed drawing my characters.

But after three 20 minute naps I was still tired and went  to bed around 10.

At 12:10 I woke with enough energy to skip into the living room to open my laptop and write! I managed 1,684 before sleep call again. I’m so happy with the story so far. I can’t wait to see what happens!

By the way, I think my title is Folie à Plusieurs (the madness of the masses). What would you expect from a reunion of old hippies?

Happy National Novel Writing Month flock!

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