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#BlogBattle Week 38 POST

#BlogBattle time again! This is the Thirty-Eighth issue for Rachael Ritchey! Greetings, once again, one and all! Welcome to another episode of… yeah, forget that. But, I do offer another #BlogBattle entry. The rules, of course: (Which I may have forgotten a time or two.) Rules: 1000 words max fictional tale (or true if you really want) PG (no more than PG-13) Content – let’s keep this family friendly! Your story must contain the word(s) from the theme and/or be centered around the theme in a way that shows it is clearly related. Go for the entertainment value! State the Genre of your story at the top of your post. Post your story on Tuesday, by 11:59 PM PST Use the hashtag #BlogBattle when tweeting your story, put a link back to your #BlogBattle Short Story in the comments section of this page, and/or include a link to this page in your own blog post (it creates a “ping-back” which will alert me and our friends to your #BlogBattle post) Have fun! Okay. Now we have that out of the way, can you tell I might be a little excited here? Maybe. I had a thought. When “delving in my mental cavern” for a possible story, this hit me. As I wrote, I did notice it rhymed, but instead of making it a poem, it sounded pretty good coming out in story form. So, that is how I will tender it to you. I really hope y’all like this. At…

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Blog Bummer

About My Velah Blog I have been trying to access the blog I made for The Velah of my WIP “Challenge Of The Velah,”  but for some reason it’s coming up “Error 404 Site Not Found!” The only thing I can think of that it could be is some kind of repercussions from adding some codes that came up as important to try to prevent it from being hacked.   I had been getting failed login attempts, resulting in a locked sign in period of an hour each time. Some days, I got almost a dozen, and none were from me. The top of the admin page had a bunch of codes reportedly designed to keep those from happening. They called them “Drive-by” and “Brute force attacks,” which I would tend to think the latter would describe what I saw going on. I tried (passively, to be sure, but try, nonetheless) to get help and advice, for the coding of online things is way beyond my abilities. Since I could find none, I went ahead and did some myself. Now, I cannot find the blog. It’s not like I had been adding to it regularly, much like here and my BarbarianWriter blog. But it is frustrating that it just up and vanished on me.   Oh, well. As I said, I’ll just try again…   #WriteOn! — John    

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It Must Be A Sign

Funny Signs There are some really funny signs decorating roadways, parks, even posted on the windows of vehicles. A veritable overabundance of visual words that, if not worded correctly, can be a source of immense pleasure. Here are some I’ve found across the web. Some, I’ve had for a while, some I’ll search for to post, but all should be entertaining, to say the least. Let us begin: This is from 1983. My 18th birthday. Goodness, 32 years ago. The caption reads, “Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits.” That’s a good intro, but here are some of the photos I wish to share: I had to wipe a word to keep this socially acceptable, but I think the meaning is clear.       If more people would heed this, the world might not be in such bad condition. Some might find that a bit cold…         Always read the fine print…           … and here.         “Can’t you hold it a little longer?”                 Okay, that’s enough for now. How about you? Have you seen some tongue-in-cheek signs that haven’t been overused by other blogs? I’d love to see what others can find and post! Have a great day, week, month, year… Just don’t forget to laugh along the way!

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New Prompts: Questions 3: Magic in the Air

Questions 3: Magic in the Air Presented by Charles Yallowitz As per his website: Welcome to the first official installment of this new thingy.  The rules are that there are no rules.  Sort of.  I think of a topic on the fly and make a post that has 3 questions.  You can answer in the comments or answer on your own blog.  If you do the latter then please pingback to this post.  Hopefully we can get some fun conversations going here.  Here we go: If ‘Fantasy Style’ magic appeared in our world, do you think it would be a good or bad thing? What would you do with your new magical powers or would you even want them? How much of a change would the introduction of magic be to our world? 1) I have to bring the gloomy thoughts: History has shown that there is no good without bad. This means that with every person bearing the peace of humanity as a motive, there are others who just want to see/make it fall apart. So, too, with magical endeavors. One can make every attempt to eradicate bad people and things, but there is always that one who doesn’t see things the way you do. 2) I would have to keep any abilities secret. I would do little things to remain innocuous, while trying to influence others into the “Treat others as you want to be treated” mentality, even if just a bit so they don’t really notice. 3)…

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Traffic Stop

So, here we go again: #BlogBattle Number 22 I tried – I really did – to submit stories for a couple of the #BlogBattles in the past weeks, but none of them would close out; the endings just would not form, and they sat unfinished even after time had ended to post them. I may still try to finish them and “publish” them anyway.  Who knows? The prompt for this week is “Time,” and I have just the story for it. I wrote this for one of my lessons while taking a sort-of correspondence course from Long Ridge Writers Group. My instructor, Kris Franklin, told me the ending needed work. Go figure. Reading it in the original wording, I can see the end is unexciting, kind of a let-down, really. Hopefully, by the time the post must be submitted, I’ll have gotten some response to a cry for help I sent out. We shall see… UPDATE – I have gotten the feedback I requested, and Rachel Ritchey has given me the green light to enter it. She graciously agreed to have a look at it, and gave valuable insight. Thanks, Rachael!   Traffic Stop “I really don’t have time for this!” Joe gripped his steering wheel too tightly as the long line ahead of him moved forward another foot. He glanced again at his watch. Forty-five seconds since last time he looked, though he could have sworn five minutes had passed. Deep breath, let it out in a rush. “What…

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#BlogBattle Week 14

Welcome, to another episode! Another week, another #Blog Battle! I can’t say I’ll post to every one of them, but if I think up something when I see the prompt for the week, then I’ll give it a shot. So, this is the fourth installment of my writings to Rachael Ritchey’s #BlogBattles. So far, response has been decent, though I would, of course, expect just a bit more. Oh, well. I am finally getting some stuff out there, there are finally people reading what I write, and leaving comments. So, I have again progressed. YAY! *ahem* So. On with the show. By the way; this story is, once again, different from anything I have tried to write before. I hope it goes over well. Enjoy: Week 14 Theme will be Frog Date to Post: Tuesday, June 16th, 2015 Rules: 1000 words max fictional tale (or true if you really want) PG (no more than PG-13) Content – let’s keep this family friendly! Your story must contain the word(s) from the theme and/or be centered around the theme in a way that shows it is clearly related Go for the entertainment value! Post your story by Midnight PST Use the hashtag #BlogBattle when tweeting your story, put a link back to your #BlogBattle Short Story in the comments section of this page, and/or include a link to this page in your own blog post (it creates a “ping-back” which will alert me and our friends to your #BlogBattle post) Have fun!   Witch Or…

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Train

  Spoiler Alerts: Some descriptions throughout these posts may contain, if not the exact ending, a concluding remark of the outcome. Read at your own risk. Train (2008) Thora Birch, Gideon Emery, Kavan Reece Ratings: 4.8/10 of 4238 users of IMDb. Rated R for strong grisly bloody violence, disturbing images, sexual content and language In Europe, a group of American college athletes unknowingly board a train that will become one deadly ride.   Despite the almost gratuitous gore, I found this intriguing. The FAQ page on IMDb has an interesting answer to the question, “Is this a remake of the 1980 Jamie Lee Curtis film, ‘Terror Train‘? ” in that it had originally been planned as such. It ended up leaning more toward more gory movies such as Hostel, Turistas and the like, where a group kidnaps vacationing young adults and harvests them for the (rumored) lucrative business of organ transplants, or just an untraceable murder or two. However, in that same article, the Author stated the rail line, “happens to be run by psychopaths who enjoy murdering and torturing people who take their train.” The movie actually tells the story of people who pay exorbitant amounts of money for organ transplants, taken from unsuspecting victims, and the retribution of “the one that got away”. Lead by Dr. Velislava, (Koyna Ruseva) it could be said the conductor and security people are “psychopaths who enjoy murdering and torturing people who take their train.“, but the truth is more sinister than that.…

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Secrets In The Walls

Spoiler Alerts: Some descriptions throughout these posts may contain, if not the exact ending, a concluding remark of the outcome. Read at your own risk. Secrets In The Walls   (2010) (TV Movie) Jeri Ryan, Kay Panabaker, Peyton List Ratings: 5.3/10 from 893 users A mother and her two teenage daughters move into an ancient house in a suburb of Detroit, when it is offered at a very low price, much to the dislike of the elder daughter. Soon, the younger child begins to see strange things in the house, but the mother disregards her claims, saying that it is only her imagination. Then the elder child also begins to notice creepy phenomena but does not speak about it. Only when things take a more serious turn and the mother too starts to witness strange events does she realize that something really is wrong with the house. Written by varghesejunior   I found this movie extremely watchable. The setup did not get over-involved or too in-depth, and the creepy scenes didn’t look CGI heavy. The main thing I had issue with is how Rachel, the Mother, still questioned when Molly started seeing the ghost of Greta. The girl could tell you to answer the phone before it even rings. But, when she sees and feels a malevolent entity, it’s just her imagination. I guess it could be interpreted as a state of denial; Rachel has never believed in ghosts, so when confronted with the situation, it must be something else. (Or,…

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The Barbarian on Facebook

The Barbarian on Facebook I have created a new Facebook page for my Barbarian character. There, I will post some excerpts, updates and, occasionally, let him come forward to tell things in his “own” voice. I am also still trying to get things straightened out with my new web page. I paid the new host. I paid the old one to release it before the annual contract date. I have a contact who offered to build the new page, but that build is not visible. Not sure what else I can do until he gets back to me. Waiting is a game I don’t like to play.  

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The Barbarian, continued

Chapter 2 A month after the groups were reunited, Shelar bore forth a son. The couple were immensely proud, naming the newborn Senus, meaning “serenity in the midst of chaos”. A stoic child, Senus rarely cried; rather, grunts and one syllable utterances relayed his hunger or any other need. Six months passed. All the families working together had completed their little underground village. One morning, Thelis went out to draw water from the well. When he didn’t return, Rangor sent Kentur to find him. A yell from the courtyard brought all the men forward, each having drawn their weapons. “Father, no!” Kentur tried to warn them before they emerged, but to no avail. One by one, arrows pierced them as they emerged. *      *       *       *       *       * The Nomads had been moving across the sands, double file at a leisurely pace, and were surprised when the scouting slave came running back to inform them of the evidence of a small populace. They’d spurred on, and the slave led them to the edge of the large sunken courtyard. A young man came out of the opening on the south wall, but a quick thinking archer silenced him before he could alert any who could be inside. Of the 50 men, fifteen archers positioned themselves at the rim while seven descended into the excavation. Another youth emerged and was captured, but not before he could call for help. Upon hearing the commotion from inside, followed by the distinctive clang of weapons…

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