Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Theme Reveal #AtoZChallenge 2017

I wasn't thinking of doing the A to Z Challenge this year but reading everyone else's Theme Reveal has gotten me enthused and remembering how much fun it is to do.

So I guess I'll take the plunge and do my usual "Winging it" style, writing the post on the day it's due. Why change? Planning ahead? Ha! Not my style.

So I have decided that my theme will be: DRUM ROLLLLLLLLL

Poetry, Pics and Prose

These combine my three favourite things and should one fail me one day, the others will surely come to the rescue. I like to have options.

I will try to vary it but some days a photo or a quickly whipped up poem might have to suffice for the day. Prose is harder but I will try when the inspiration hits.

I have been doing the FMS Photo A Day challenge for March and have been enjoying that very much. Those lucky Australians with their beautiful summery beach vistas while Canada is still slogging through the end of winter. So much talent there and so many members. A bit overwhelming but I have been enjoying it and it helps perk me up through the drab days of winter.

Wonder if I could manage to do both. Will have to ponder that one a bit.

I look forward to reading others' blogs and commenting. The camaraderie shared during the A to Z challenge is the best part about doing it other than the fun of that daily creative challenge which some days can be downright aggravating, eh, guys? I love it when creativity flows but some days, it doesn't and that's okay, too.

It's all for fun and friendship, Cathy, remember that! I'm not in it for the fame and fortune or I would have given up blogging years ago.

Happy Blogging everyone and good luck with the challenge!

And here's a cute photo of my cat, Kobie just because I like to share cute pics of my cat, Kobie, so there!

Thursday, March 2, 2017


I am writing this five sentence fiction to join in with Vinitha Dileep for her weekly Five Sentence Fiction on her blog  The Void Thoughts Five Sentence Fiction and this week's prompt is the word Witness.

Thanks, Vinitha! These challenges are fun to do.


“Stop hurting him!” I cried as they punched that coloured boy, Joe Johnson who worked at the corner store, but they only laughed at me since I was dumb Savannah, that white trash girl from the trailer park, a nobody.

Finally they got bored and ran off to see what other mean things they could do in our backward Lousiana town on that sultry summer night in 1962.

I took Joe’s large dark hand in my smaller white one and helped him to his feet.

“If only more people were kind like you,” he said, his warm dark eyes meeting mine.

In that moment, I knew I wanted to marry this man some day, despite the prejudice and challenges we would face.   

Monday, February 27, 2017

The Bridge

I am writing this to the picture prompt for Wordy Wednesday at Blog A Rhythm. We're supposed to write a minimum of 100 words. 

Since I like the challenge of writing to an exact word count, I made it exactly 100 words.

Two men are walking towards Heaven’s Pearly Gates.

First Man: I can’t wait to get to Heaven. It’s gonna be great! Nobody is as good a Christian as I am. A crowd is gonna be waiting to welcome me.

Second Man: I know you. In life, you were an evil, selfish man who hurt many people.

First Man: Lies, all lies! 

The bridge crumbles and the first man falls into the fiery Hell below.


The bridge reappears and the second man continues walking to Heaven’s Gates.

Second Man: That’s what you get for building walls instead of bridges, Donny. 

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Fifteen Minutes of Fame - Wordy Wednesday

I am participating in Blog A Rhythm's Wordy Wednesday 100 word blog post for this week using the following phrases:

Fast asleep
Fifteen minutes of Fame
Fly in the ointment
Four corners of the earth
It's a great challenge to fit in the phrases and come up with a coherent story in such a short word count. I managed to make it 100 words exactly. Not for the faint of heart, I tell ya!!


Sally pretended to be fast asleep but her sister poked her side.

“Go away, Belinda. I feel like I’ve traveled the four corners of the earth, I’m so tired.”

 “I hate to be a fly in the ointment but the earth doesn’t have corners.” 

“You’re just as bad saying a fly in the ointment."

“It’s an idiom meaning a minor irritation that spoils the enjoyment of something.”

“That’s you exactly, Belinda. Now what do you want?”

“Who’s Andy Warhol?

“He’s that artist who said we will all get our fifteen minutes of fame.”

“Why only fifteen minutes?”

“Go away!”

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Teaser Tuesday

"Do you want to talk about it?" I said, after a minute.
But she did not look from the television, and after a minute or two, I realized the conversation was over.

These two sentences are from "After You" by JoJo Moyes. 

This is the sequel to the first book "Me Before You" since readers wanted to know what happened to the main character, Louisa. 

I found I connected to the lovable Louisa in both books and and I am rooting for her to succeed. I am enjoying this book much more than the first one. 

If you fancy joining in, here’s how…
  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two teaser sentences from somewhere on that page
  • Share the title and author so other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers!

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

I didn't know

This painting of a girl reading reminds me of myself as a young girl with my nose always in a book. I was a shy, artsy and dreamy kid who took things very personally. I didn't have a lot of confidence and always thought others knew more than I did. 

It's a shame that I didn't know that I was just as good as the other kids with a lot going for me. Too bad we don't get the insight and wisdom of age when we're young. Youth is wasted on the young as they say.

Oh well. I can't regret as I can't go back now and change any of it. It has made me the person I am today, both good and bad.

I wrote this poem exploring these thoughts. 

When I was young I didn’t know much
I was fairly clued out and not in touch,
I thought that others knew more than me
It was mostly untrue, but I couldn’t see,

I wish I hadn’t worried what others thought
It always made me so distraught,
I didn’t know that failing was a good thing to do
It meant that I had tried to learn something new,

I felt alone, like I didn’t belong
I had to learn to be tough and strong,
It took a long time and a lot of tears
With lots of suffering over the years,

Now I’m older with the wisdom of age
I look back on my youth like a wise old sage,
I discovered that I am creative and smart
With a sense of humour and a loving heart,

So many of my perceptions were never true
I didn’t know it back then, but now I do!

Saturday, January 28, 2017


This week I decided to make it extra challenging for myself and combined two challenges; first the 100 word Wordy Wednesday picture prompt of a beggar woman at Blog A Rhythm Wordy Wednesday
and second, the five sentence fiction prompt of Deception at Vinitha Dileep's Blog, The Void Thoughts.

It took a while and I scrapped many ideas, but finally came up with this story. I like these challenges that challenge you to rework the words and make each one count.


“Please help me feed my children,”the blind beggar woman pleaded, her eyes vacant as she clutched a bucket with a few coins in it.

Feeling sorry for her, I put a handful of coins in and she smiled her thanks at the heavy clinking sound.

Later I saw her dressed in a red dress, high heels and pearls as she jumped into her BMW with her boyfriend and tore off down the road.

The next day when I passed, I poured coffee into her bucket and hurried away, hearing loud cursing behind me.

I never saw her again after that.