Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Loud”

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It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and this week’s prompt is “loud.” It is a little more complicated than just using the word loud. Here read Linda Hill’s description of the prompt, and you will see what I mean. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “loud.” Find any word that means “loud,” and use it any way you’d like in your post. Enjoy!”

So it looks like we don’t use the word loud but a word that means loud. Hmmm. Maybe like ear-shattering. Of course, that is a hyphenated word and don’t know if it qualifies, and I have no time to call Linda to find out. So I guess I’ll have to find another word. I think deafening will work. Let’s go with that.

Loud by John W. Howell © 2109

“Who were you talking to there?”


“Just above the title, Loud and the byline.”

“Oh, that. I was just articulating an option for using a word that means loud.”

“Why not just use loud?”

“Because we have to use a word that means loud.”

“And you chose deafening?”

“That’s right.”

“Why not vociferous?”

“I don’t know what that means.”


“Naw, I can’t think of a subject using the word vociferous.”

“What are you going to say about deafening?”

“The piano fell out of the fifth-story window and hit the ground with a deafening crash.”

“You are telling not showing.”


“You just described the scene. You didn’t get us involved in the scene by showing us what happened.”

“So why don’t you give it a try.”

“Jack looked up in time to see the large grand piano begin its plummet from the fifth story window. The piano’s shadow surrounding Jack became ever wider as gravity pulled it closer to the Earth. Jack knew that as the instrument meets the street, the deafening sound of the implosion would be a lovely experience for any lucky bystanders. In an instant, he also realizes it is now too late for him to get out of the way. He will miss the symphony of destruction. ”

“Geez. You write dark stuff.”

“Yeah, but it has a little more depth.”

“I think I’ll find another word.”

“What other word?”


“That’s a good one. Let me hear your story.”

“Um. The party took on a raucous edge when little Janie secretly added three pints of grain alcohol to the champaign fountain.”

“Yeah, I like it. Then what happened?”

“What do you mean?”

“You got my interest up. What happen next?”

“Oh, I don’t know. The police came and threw everyone in jail I guess.”

“So, you don’t know what happened?”

“Why does something have to happen?”

“I thought you were supposed to write a story using the prompt.”

“Yeah, but now I’m out of time. I’m just going to go with what we have.”

“You can do that?”

“I guess we’ll find out.”


  1. This sounds like me when I sit down to work on edits…I get completely sidetracked. Well done, John. Happy Saturday!

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    1. How can you not get sidetracked? Edits are a killer. Happy Saturday to you, Jill *sung to the tune of All She Wants to Do is Dance by Don Henley.

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      1. Actually, I do enjoy the editing process, but sometimes it’s hard to keep my focus. Great song!

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      2. I know you do. Focus is hard.

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  2. Now a piano hitting a sidewalk just give that intense deafening impact you want in a ‘loud’ story, but grain alcohol would create a riotous roar!!

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  3. Gwen M. Plano · ·

    Good heavens…a piano hitting a sidewalk? That’s a scary image! Bummer that you are “out of time,” cuz I want to know more. Great job, John. 😀

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    1. That was a one paragraph flash fiction story. The idea that the only thing the guy was going to miss as a result of his demise was the sound of the piano hitting the street made me laugh. Thanks, Gwen.


  4. Some people are so picky and critical. 😁

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    1. i know right? Thanks, Charles.


  5. You killed one character and got several others plastered. I think you can be done. Nice job on the prompt, John.

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    1. *Drops mic and leaved the stage* Thanks, Dan.

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  6. I rather like the piano story, with its suspense, drama, and O. Henry twist at the end.

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    1. It was a small piece of fiction that I had fun doing too. Thanks, Liz.

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  7. That put a smile on my face. Well done, John.

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    1. Always good to smile. Thaks for letting me know. 😊

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  8. I love both of their attempts. The piano crashing to earth . . I can almost really hear it. And the grain alcohol supplied by Janie . . I can almost see it!

    This came through, loud and clear.

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    1. Hahahaha Thanks, Marc.

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  9. You used the proverbial ‘nail’ on this one! You can fill-in the drama! So well done! 🙂

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    1. Thank you, Billy Ray


  10. The sound of a piano crashing onto the pavement would indeed be deafening! Good one, John! I love the dialogue exchange.

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  11. Loudness can happen in so many ways…
    …mostly bothersome, sometimes fun.

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  12. This is fabulous, John. I think I need Tylenol now though… 😉 Hugs on the wing!


  13. Ha ha! I’m sitting here and laughing out loud. Thank you! 🙂

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    1. I think I hear you. Thank you, Na’ama.

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  14. Impressive. Just think of all the tension on those strings as they break. It would slice things up for a block. I think I’ll use the parking garage.

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    1. Good idea. Thanks, Craig.

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  15. You DO know how to make us laugh, John!!! Thank you!

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    1. So glad. A revolutionary’s life is hard enough so a little laughter comes n handy.

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      1. That’s for sure! ‘Tis why if I have time to read only 2 or 3 blogs in an evening, yours is the first one I go to! Thanks for keeping this revolutionary balanced!

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      2. Balance is the key to longevity. You have a long row to hoe.

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