Everything about Stacey was a lie, the self confidence, the way she talked, and her apparent lack of care about anyone. Sometimes, just getting up took effort, but she had to do it because she needed to be strong. But strength, she learnt, wasn’t showing that you were perfect, Perfection was something nobody needed toContinue reading “For Reena’s Exploration Challenge #217”
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Walking the Dogs
My mother-in-law, had many Jack Russel’s and from two there were seven; Mitch, Sally, Buster, Rosie (with two disabled back legs) Suzie, Badger, Patch and Tess. She used to walk all of them at the same time. My daughter and son used to take them out for pocket money. They had personalities all their own.Continue reading “Walking the Dogs”
Anxiety – In Ninety-Nine Words
Walking into a room, where strangers are abound Your ears sensitive to each little sound, Heart beating in an irregular way, losing the ability for anything to say. Talking in a room, where your fears are bound, Your eyes sensitive to bright light all around, Palms sweating in an uncontrollable way, Wishing you could endContinue reading “Anxiety – In Ninety-Nine Words”
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This reminds me about the song in Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang. An old man ”Professor Caractacus Potts” getting kidnapped while he is in his shed and singing a song about being posh. Oh the posh posh traveling life, the traveling life for meFirst cabin and captain’s table regal company. I found it funny because he was in whatContinue reading “https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/category/word-of-the-day/”
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She didn’t know if she was behaving vicariously When she put her pen in her bag, In order to sign autographs her future needed a plan. It was only in a small venue, with an audience of only a few, but did she really need a pen? Well yes, to give it her due. OneContinue reading “https://fivedotoh.com/2022/02/09/fowc-with-fandango-vicariously/”
For Six Word Story Prompt
The doors open to the public. A steady stream of people drift through the doors. Drinks, chats, and anticipation. Headsets on, a new type of play emerges. Don’t look down, hold on to your chair. Hear the beast howl, is it anywhere near?
Premier Night
In honour of the premier of my play and four other talented amateur writers tonight Don’t be afraid to go in the limelight, you have worked hard to get where you are. I would much rather be writing than talking about myself, but I deserve this (repeating it in my head). If I say itContinue reading “Premier Night”
Forgetful – Not Me
W.O.T.D.C. FORGETFUL Forever leaving things in a special place is my speciality. Sometimes I outdo myself. Mostly it is my glasses. I put them down to do something else and then have to retrace my steps. Even then I still cannot locate them. Weeks later, I’ll look down on the side, and there they sit,Continue reading “Forgetful – Not Me”
Hobbies
What hobby have I put aside? I haven’t put any hobbies aside and I tend to change what my hobbies are from time to time. When I found out I was a grandmother I started knitting. From booties to a creepy looking rabbit (I didn’t say I was any good at knitting) The eyes wereContinue reading “Hobbies”
That’s Amore
The painting below is called The Guitar Player by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior and was found at Wikimedia Commons. Singing the song of love, remembering a youth filled with sharing, and growing as a couple. Remembering the children, as they toddled, marched, and flew the nest. Now the two of them sang like they did whenContinue reading “That’s Amore”
