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5th Word Of The Day

Fifth Word Of The Day Challenge So, I guess I’m not doing too poorly with making regular posts. Well, somewhat regular. I am still spending way too much time on Facebook, but the Social Media issues continue and I must make myself available, or at least palpable (readily or plainly seen, heard, perceived, etc.; obvious; evident). [Yes, I still use thesaurus.com and dictionary.com; some may say too much, but hey, I like to variate words to make people think.] I have written another short story for a Call For Submissions I got tagged in for a Facebook group titled United Stakes of America. I had a bit of fun writing it, and only had to delete a section written once. (That’s a tale in itself.) Now, I’m here, though a day after I got the word. Yesterday, I needed the link for the group and went to Facebook… and got detained. All day. Oops. Yesterday’s word on both dictionary.com and thesaurus.com (They’re related, if you haven’t guessed):  meritorious Definitions for meritorious deserving praise, reward, esteem, etc.; praiseworthy: to receive a gift for meritorious service. The Party Genre: ??? You tell me. Sofie felt she might be nearing the end of her patience. All month, she planned the party; rearranging the apartment, telling people not to say anything as she invited them, stashing decorations she would put up on her best friend’s birthday. All that ruined. Jill came down with the flu just days before the event. Now, Sofie had to…

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4TH Word Of The Day

Word Of The Day Sunday, February 12, 2017 on Dictionary.com calliopean [kuh-lahy-uh–pee–uh n] Word Origin 1855-60, Americanism; calliope + -an adjective 1. resembling a calliope in sound; piercingly loud: a calliopean voice. I know, I know, it’s been a while since I made a new WOTD post. If anyone knows me on FB, you would know I have finally finished my story “Hell’s Beginning,” and sent it to the publisher, Azoth Khem Publishing. I now await their response with editorial suggestions. (See me sitting here tapping my fingers on the desk telling myself to be patient. They waited for me, the least I can do is wait for them.) I have also started a new story. About Werewolves, but set in a fantasy world of my own making. There will be Humans involved, but not as enemies, per se. At least, not at first. I don’t want to go real far into what I have planned, because as we all know; “The best-laid plans of mice and men” and all that. (citation follows:) [the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry. Dictionary.com. The American Heritage® New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy, Third Edition. Houghton Mifflin Company, 2005. http://www.dictionary.com/browse/the-best-laid-plans-of-mice-and-men-often-go-awry (accessed: February 12, 2017).] So, anyway, them’s the plans at this point, so on with the show! I Saw Her In A Dream Genre: Paranormal Fantasy As I sat upon the dais, I thought of the specter that came to me in my dreams. She had lovely green eyes, golden hair…

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New Home Chore

A New Chore I’m taking a temporary break from the Word Of The Day Challenge I started. I’ve been assigned a task; the making of a monthly meal planner, to feed me, my older brother and mother. They both have a small to regular appetite, while I double it, or play the “clean up hitter,” as it were. So, the meals would have to feed the equal of 4 persons. I’ve pulled up a graph supplied by Microsoft Excel, and found the planner template. They have example meals, but none that we could probably afford, or that I want to take the time to prep and cook. Most of our dinners consist of Hamburger Helper dinner boxes, so we would just need the boxes and the burger to go with it. However, as each one calls for a pound of meat, I usually use 1 1/4 to 1 1/2 pound for each. What can I say? I like beef. The thing is, we can’t have that for every single meal, so I have to find other recipes to round out the month. My Ma said she could make the plans, but as I’m the one who usually ends up doing the cooking, I would rather find foods I don’t mind (as much) to fix. Thus, my somewhat dilemma. I need to find recipes, simple recipes, to populate the planner. As I said, a lot of them can be Hamburger Helper, so those days would be rather simple. The rest of…

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Yeehaw’s Cottage Pie

Yeehaw’s Cottage Pie   Ingredients (feel free to add nasty stuff like onions if you so desire) 1-½ to 2 pounds of ground beef 1 packet Meatloaf seasoning 1 can whole kernel corn 4 cups Mashed Potato Flakes 5 tbs butter or margarine 1 cup milk- more or less 5 cups water, divided 1 package Country Gravy mix 2 cans condensed Vegetarian Vegetable soup 8oz shredded cheese (we use sharp cheddar)   Steps I took; Brown the ground beef in skillet, drain, return to skillet, mix in corn and meatloaf seasoning and set aside. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Prepare mashed potatoes per package instructions using flakes, butter and milk. Set aside. In sauce pan, bring the soup with one can water to boil, mix gravy pack with half cup water with whisk. When soup boils, add gravy mixture and bring to boil. Remove from heat immediately and add to the seasoned beef/corn mix. Heat on medium high until a slight boil, then pour into 9×13 pan lined with aluminum foil (for easy cleaning). Top with Mashed Potatoes. Put in preheated oven for 25 minutes, remove and turn the broiler on low. Top with grated cheese and return to oven for about 5 minutes, or until cheese is just turning brown. Remove and serve it up! This will yield enough for 5 to 8 people, depending on how big an appetite they have.

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The Barbarian versus The Nomads

Here is another excerpt from my WIP The Barbarian. In this section, the Barbarian, who is still unnamed, has just returned from scouting with his trainer. The main Shandan Nomad (Shandan is the desert they are in charge of ruling with tyrant abandon, if you will) is resting, as is his second-in-command, and the one left in charge, Shenkar, hates the boy more than the other two do. In the distance, they can see a cloud of dust, and the Nomad who has better long range vision sees the group of Wizards riding hard toward them. It’s a bit rough, as it is still 1st draft, but I’m sure you can get the gist of it. Well, have a look:   Nomads No More Shenkar saw the scouts returning at a leisurely pace after exploring the route to the east. Bolthed and Akheem left him in charge when they retired to one of the wagons for a brief respite, with orders to be called only if needed. Two days prior, a scout from the Wastes had brought them news of the annihilation of their allies, the Destined Ones. He also told of the warning relayed that the Nomads would be next. Bolthed immediately put the band on alert” “The way is clear for the next league, my Lord,” the older scout reported. “Get some rest, then prepare to go back out.” As they turned to leave, the trainer pointed to the north. “My lord, Shenkar; look.” A cloud of dust…

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A Memorable Storm

While chatting with a new friend on Facebook, she posted a link to this video; to which I said I liked, and posted another vid to continue the ode to Mondays: which she said she likes as well. The flighty nature of my thinking took hold, and I followed with the rain subject with; I also mentioned I had a cool memory of listening to Riders during a rain/wind storm many years ago. She indicated she’d like to hear it, so I’ll attempt a pseudo-bio concerning the event. 1983 (or 84), Austin, Texas Back when they were still coming out with the songs which are now considered classic rock, just after I graduated High School in El Paso, and my Brother left his Air Force experience, we settled back in Austin to try to be adults. Back then, we had a total of 4 regular TV channels. There were many choices on the radio, but the rock station of the time didn’t play a lot of the selections I wanted to hear. What they did do; whenever a storm started, they played Riders On The Storm by The Doors. Most always, that is. (Bear in mind- this is during the time I still drank beer frequently. Mixed with the joint I smoked, I felt pretty mellow for this experience.) One particular time, as I lay on the bed watching the new episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation, I heard the thunder approaching. Initially I ignored it, glad to be…

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A Personal Update

More Issues, But Not My Fault If any recall, around the end of last year, I had a very bad experience with my digestive system. I did write a post about it, and got a few well wishes. (By the way, if you gave me some, I again thank you!) Between then and now, I had an appointment with my Doctor for the worker’s comp injury I got back in 2010, for which I’ve been declared 5% permanently disabled and am getting continuing care. I have been on a couple of pills for a long time, and last visit he gave me one more to add. Now, let me say here, and spoil the suspense as to what this post might be about, I have looked at possible side effects of many meds I’ve been given in the past, but have not, to my knowledge, ever suffered any. Of course, I had an issue with taking them unless I had pains that needed easing. Yes, I took them on my own schedule instead of as prescribed. With the injury to my back, though, the pain didn’t really go away, so I started taking these medications closer to the prescribed amounts. That visit was back in October. I’m seeing him twice a year, because any more than that would be… superfluous. Recently, I noticed some of the pain seeping through the medications, and decided to see if some of the pills could be switched with something new. (Several Doctors through the…

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#BlogBattle Week56- Indiscriminate

Time for another #BlogBattle   Indiscriminate is the word prompt for this, the first week of April, 2016. First order of business: 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!   So, I am really trying to get with it. I’m still so far off base, I am having trouble organizing all I need to do. Of course, now that warm weather is catching the tail of the rainy season, grass is growing at a near exponential rate… Not really, but it seems so at times. So I’m having to work mowing (which is horrible to my physical damages) into at least a day every week. Then at least a day for recovery. Serious. This week, I think I’m going another new direction. I shall, once again, ask you all to be the judges.…

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My Story for Kreative Kue #63 by Keith Channing

Kreative Kue #63 As per his instructions: Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here – pingbacks don’t seem to be working, and I haven’t yet figured out why. A Little Help Sandy couldn’t help it, sadness caused her to be able to do nothing but cry. She took little Chico, her rat terrier/Chihuahua for a walk. In his excitement, he had gotten tangled up in his retractable leash, and when she unhooked it, he took off after some imagined sight or sound. She tried to follow, calling to him even as he disappeared into the woods. She kept looking, continued calling, but she couldn’t even hear him anymore. So, she stood there on the side of the path and cried. “Why you cry, Human?” The voice startled her, as she thought herself alone. When she didn’t see anyone, she returned to her grief. “Human…?” The voice sounded a bit gravelly, high in pitch and a bit hurried. “Who… who’s there?” she stammered. “Up, Human, look up.” She turned her head up and saw a bird in the branches. “Did…

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Silent Screams- a Short Poem

I wrote this little poem back in Oct2014. Goodness, that long ago? Anyway, it began as most of my writings do, something started me thinking about a silent scream, and this is what came out of it. It is a bit dark, as my Sister told me at the time, but there’s a certain… relatability to it. I think, anyway. So, here it is again, for all to inspect and/or pick apart:   Silent Screams Life behind these padded walls, as surreal as a dream     A dream where even silence screams, but only silent screams         Silent screams of ancient Queens beheaded on a stage   The stage, surrounded by noisy throng     Some hawking wares secured with tongs         Some yammering of someone else’s wrongs One standing above, above any reproach     Heralding merits and valiant deeds like a coach         A coach who stores the team behind padded walls   Yes, life behind these padded walls. wishing t’were a dream     For here, unlike in dreams, the silence screams, but not silent screams         Not silent screams from ancient Queens beheaded on a stage.

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