Apr 3 prompt:’friend’
Mon Ami
“Maybe we’ll see him here. Most people come out at the interval, especially after all the clapping and cheering for good old ‘Satchmo’.”
My good friend, Mike, laughed. “There’ll be bound to be more than a few dry throats, just like ours.”
“Wait! There he is…” and from great heights, my heart swooped immediately to the depths of despair. “He..he’s with another woman! A blonde. And she’s small and very curvy. Ohhh – wha-a-a-t??” (click here for more)
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Apr 10 prompt:’appear’
Good for Some
Thump! Thump! It never fails to scare me, lost as I am in front of my computer in the midst of writing a story, surrounded by my characters who constantly appear in times and places I can only imagine.
It’s my dog, Kacy, performing her middle-of-the-night-attention-getting routine. There is one loose brick on the sill outside our large picture window and she knows exactly which one it is she should stand on and rock back and forth. She knows if I can spare a few moments away from my intense imaginings, I will come and open the back door to give her cuddles and back scratches. (click here for more)
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Apr 17 prompt:’start’
When they Begin the Cuisine Beguine
My mother would have told you my sense of humour was seriously warped, right from the start… when I kept her awake night after night, both before and after birth, demanding attention and someone to listen to me (I hadn’t learned to write yet). Possibly, it’s all been worsened by the present putrid pandemic or plannedemic or damned panic or whatever you choose. My choice is ‘un-Australian’… but that’s another story.
Thanks to an abundance of spinach, I was seeking new and exciting recipes, when off to one side – meant to distract my taste buds, but capturing my imagination instead! – came a suggestion of Baked Buffalo Wings. It’s not the first time I’ve seen mention of these delicacies (?) – but it never ceases to put a foolish grin on my face as I try to imagine the size wings it would take to get a buffalo airborne. Would not want to be in a traffic jam with aeronauticals such as them. Imagine an aerial holding pattern of a herd of flying buffaloes (and it may pay to stop imagining right now, right there! The picture gets decidedly ugly.) (click here for more)
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Apr 24 prompt:’plan’
Project Earth
There was a plan. WAS! And then the vile virus hit not only our bodies, but the whole fibre of our beings. Our essence… and in too many cases, our humanity. Earth Day, 2020 – its 50th anniversary. I was determined to follow at least a few of the suggested inspirations to motivate myself out of my icy-lation induced physical torpor.
Number one was to support our local bees. But I already do that. A now massive hive lives in a disused chimney we carefully sealed off in our Dining room. We believe they were already in residence behind the blocked timber barrier when we arrived 20 years ago. ‘Make them at home’ they advised. Well-ll-ll, think you could say they’d been given an extraordinarily hearty ‘Welcome’ mat here?? (click here for more)
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