Today at the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie blog, our task is to write about the improbable, how we can be manipulated by the information we are subjected to. You could reflect on the current world situation. You could construct a totally fictitious tale. Let the prompt lead you and have fun. “We interrupt this program to bring you […]
“This menu is amazing…” Shelley feigned enthusiasm. “Get whatever you want,” Eddie shrugged. “Looks like you could use a good meal.” “Oh, I can’t decide…” Eddie wished she’d leave her hair alone. It looked like she was trying to strangle her fingertips with it. “Why are you doing that?” “Huh?” Shelley let go of her […]
Today is Wordle Day at the MindLoveMisery Menagerie Blog. Our task is to use at least ten words from the list below to create a story or poem Calescent ((adj.) growing warm; increasing in heat) Sheets Paroxysm ((n.) any sudden, violent outburst; a fit of violent action or emotion: a severe attack or a sudden […]
The year was 606 BCE. I was the nine-year-old niece of Shadrach, Meshach, or Abednego, (I forget) and selected as the official Au pair of King Nebuchadnezzar’s kid, Bucky—age seven. ↓↓↓ “Can your uncle really walk through Fire?” “Heck, yeah.” “Can you?” “No. I’m gonna be a writer.” “Aw, you’re no fun.” “And you are?” […]
Star-crossed lovers in perpetual orbit; the Moon circling the Earth circling the Sun— a Sun that doesn’t seem to shine on us. Still, your heart beats the rhythm of mine as my soul is the other half of yours despite the spouses our spouses and children— yours, mine and not ours… Not yet. One […]
I was always on your side, taking-up for you— right or wrong. We were a team. Then, I found out about your secret draft choice (Ms. Irrelevant?) Illegal Touching Interference Out of Bounds Now it’s all about Team Susan. Still wanna play ball? The Daily Post
Where were you last night when it all went haywire? When our daughter had “big math” homework and you know I’m number-dumb? When your son’s buck teeth and stuttering became bully-magnets? When he came home black-eye angry in a tear-torn shirt? Where were you last night when dinner had been ready for two […]
The Daily Post King Farid of Transmorovia seemingly had it all, but au contraire! Even a Porsche 918 Spyder and a harem of exquisite women didn’t matter. Actually, the car was pretty cool, but the women…Pffft! You see, Farid was expected to produce an heir, but was unable loath to ‘rise to the occasion.’ “Dang it!” he […]
Here is another interview that didn’t take place. If it had, below are the questions James Lipton might have asked, and the answers I may have provided. James: Susan! Thank you so much for agreeing to the interview. I’ve been dying to meet you! And now, here you are. Susan: Thank you, James. It’s an honor. […]
On her knees and white-knuckling the porcelain bowl, Samar awaited the next surge of morning sickness to spew forth. In the kitchen, Abdul was shrieking at one of his buddies on the prepaid cell phone she’d purchased for him at Wal-Mart yesterday. “Pray God my baby isn’t a boy,” she implored and wretched the remainder […]
