Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Roll/Role

 

 

Stream of ConsciousnessIt is Saturday Stream of Consciousness time again. This weeks prompt is “roll/role. Linda Hill says we can use one or both. I’ll go ahead and use both thank you. If you would like to join in, visit Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link

Roll/Role by John W. Howell © 2108

“Don’t bogart that joint, my friend. Pass it over to me.”

“Okay, what’s going on now.”

“I remember that song from the movie Easy Rider.”

“I’m surprised you can remember the movie let alone the song.”

“Roll another one. Just like the other one.”

“I get it you remember the song.”

“Yeah, and I loved that movie.”

“Why so?”

“Jack Nicholson had the best role.”

“What made it so good for you.”

“He was such a character. A drunk lawyer. Made me laugh.”

“You have a motorcycle?”

“No. Never did. I borrowed a friend’s once.”

“I think there is a story here.”

“Yeah. I did a neat roll in time to miss a truck that slammed on his brakes.”

“Lucky you weren’t killed.”

“Made me think twice about buying one for myself.”

“Sounds like you bought one for someone else.”

“Yeah, My friend. I totaled his.”

“Ouch.”

“Wanna see my roll scars?”

“No that is a voyeur role I want to avoid.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt

 

Twiggy and Lucy
“What is that, Bailey?”
“Could be a bird, a plane. No, it’s a ceiling fan Little Stuff”

As you may know, Keith Channing has taken the month of November to craft another Na-No-Wri-Mo 50,000 word novel. So again today I am promptless. GP Cox came up with a solution. He more or less said, “Why don’t you point a finger at a spot in a book and use that as a prompt.” He recalled a prompt on a Steam of Conscious Saturday where Linda Hill proscribed just that prompt method.

So thank you, GP Cox. Here it goes. I’m opening L is for Lawless by Sue Grafton and putting my finger on a page. It is page 143 and my finger sits on the phrase, I picked up the five and held it closer. This is the prompt today.

The five by John W. Howell © 2018

“Why are you sitting all alone?”

“Why not? I don’t know anyone here.”

“The idea was for you to go out and make friends.”

“So why are you here?”

“I wanted to make sure you would be okay.”

“I’m okay. I just don’t have anything to talk about with these people.”

“I don’t get that. You are surrounded by a number of folks that are just like you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You know. Love comic books and Sci-Fi.”

“I guess that’s what a Comic-Con is all about. I still feel shy.”

“Talk to me. You are sitting here with a cosplay look of The Fly. Hasn’t anyone come up to you to comment on your fabulous costume?”

“Well, yeah they did?”

“They did? What did they say?”

“They thought I looked pretty natural.”

“So what happened? Did you talk to them?”

“A little. Then they got annoying?”

“Annoying? What did they do?”

“Made comments about my proboscis. One said it looked yucky.”

“How many were there?”

“Five in all.”

“So the others were cool, right?”

“Yeah, they were good.”

“So where are they?”

“Well. I picked up the five and held them close.”

“Then?”

“I ate them.”

“Oh no. You said the other four were good.”

“I guess I should have said delicious, but I didn’t want to shock you too quickly.”

“I guess I appreciate that. I think we had better go.”

“Yeah, I need to check my web. Might have caught something.”

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Mean(s)

 

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It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday and this weeks prompt is “mean (s). Linda Hill says we can use the prompt with or without the (s). Maybe I’ll use them both. If you would like to participate in this fun go to Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 10/18

Mean(s) by John W. Howell © 2018

“What does that mean?”

“I think it is pretty clear.”

“If it were clear I wouldn’t ask.”

“You ask a lot of questions so how am I supposed to know if something is clear to you or not?”

“It’s not clear to me.”

“Okay. The sign means to keep off the grass.”

“Why does it say, ‘Touch Not?'”

“I figure that would cover everything. Feet, hands, body. You name it, ‘Touch Not’ means no part of anyone should be on my grass.”

“You are a mean mother. You know that?

“Why would you say I’m mean?”

“Who cares if someone steps on your precious grass. It is meant to be walked on.”

“Oh no, it is not meant to be walked on. Grass means green visual. Nothing else.”

“Green visual. Did you just make that up?”

“Maybe. I think that is what grass means to me.”

“What about picnics, flying kites, lawn bowling, and crochet?”

“On someone else’s grass.”

“I can tell you this attitude means a potential for a lonely old age.”

“If those who want to visit me mean to walk on my grass, I would be happy being lonely.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do mean that. My ‘Touch Not’ sign goes up tomorrow.”

“Why not today?”

“It would mean postponing my lawn party.”

“You are a disturbed person. You know that right?

“Talk about mean?”

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Point”

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It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday again and this weeks prompt is a bit different so I thought I would quote Linda Hill.

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “point.” Open a book on your lap, close your eyes, and put your finger on the page. Whatever you land on, whether it be a word, a phrase, or a sentence, write about it. Enjoy! “

If you would like to join this fun visit Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2018/11/02/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-3-18/

I opened a book in my lap and my finger fell on the sentence, “I smiled at his tone.” So here goes.

I Smiled at His Tone by John W. Howell © 2018

“I can’t believe it is November already.”

“I know right? The days go by so quickly it is hard to keep up with them.”

“Well, I don’t know about that. I just know that I’m not sure I can face Daylight Savings Time again.”

“What is so hard. You go to bed and sleep in another hour.”

“Yeah and get up while it is pitch black out.”

“So what can you do about it?”

“I went to city hall.”

“What? What for?”

“To complain to the city council.”

“And?”

“I met with our representative and explained that I would like to have Daylight Savings Time suspended.”

“So tell me what did the representative say?”

“He looked at me and then asked me to leave.”

“What did you do?”

“I smiled at his tone. Then I told him he would have to call the police to get me out of his office.”

“So did he?”

“I have a court appearance next Tuesday.”

“And Daylight Savings Time.”

“Still on.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #198 by Keith Channing

Since Keith has NaNoWriMo and other commitments, there will be no Kreative Kues until Monday 3 December. This week’s challenge will, therefore, remain open until the end of November.

In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm on Sunday, 2 December (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.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, on 3 December.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #198

Das Boot by John W. Howell © 2018

“Kapitan. You should take a look at this.”

“Move aside Fritz and let me see. Mein Gott, what is that thing?”

“It looks like it might be an enemy ship.”

“Ja, but look at the color.”

“Maybe they like to decorate their ships for Halloween.”

“Don’t be a dummkopf. It would take months to paint that thing.”

“Why do you think they use such a color?”

“I can’t imagine. Maybe some sort of way to hide it.”

“It sure stands out against that jetty.”

“Prepare the bow torpedoes.”

“You aren’t going to sink her are you Kapitan?”

“That is what we are here for Fritz. What is the matter with you?”

“For one thing I don’t see any guns on her.”

“So?”

“Might be a non-combatant.”

“Yes, this is true.”

“And for another, our torpedoes haven’t been launched in a long time.”

“So what? We have gone for a long time before.”

“Finally, my arthritis is acting up again, and I don’t think I can punch the launch button.”

“Now that is a problem because I can’t straighten up enough to reach it.”

“Kapitan?”

“Yes, Fritz.”

“We have not had a message from the vatherland in how long?”

“Since September of 1945 Fritz.”

“And this year is 2018.”

“Ja.”

“Maybe we ought to retire Kapitan. War is a young man’s game.”

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Bone”

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It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday again and this weeks prompt is “bone.” Linda Hill says we can use it any way we want. I just love the smell of freedom in the morning. If you would like to participate and lose yourself forever just visit Linda’s blog and she has the easy info on how there. Here is the link https://lindaghill.com/2018/10/26/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-27-18/

Bone by John W. Howell © 2018

“What is that thing?”

“I found it in the park.”

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t find it in the backyard. What is it?”

“I think it is an animal bone.”

“It’s the size of a baseball bat. What kind of animal would have a bone that big?”

“If I were to hazard a guess I would say a tridactyl.”

“You mean like T-Rex.”

“Exactly.”

“Oh man. Don’t be telling me we have a T-Rex in the neighborhood.”

“You know they are extinct, right?”

“So they say, but I wouldn’t take any chances.”

“Oh come on. How silly can you be? Extinct means no longer on the planet.”

“I hear you. It’s just that I have been hearing some strange noises when I’ve been out at night.”

“What kind of noises?”

“Heavy footsteps in the grass.”

“Well, maybe it is some other kind of animal or your imagination.”

“I’m telling you these were big heavy footsteps.”

“You want to go out and take a look to see if there are any tracks?”

“Its dark now.”

“We have fire remember. We can make a torch.”

“I keep forgetting the fire thingy. How did you do that?”

“Rubbed a couple of sticks together. Come on. Let’s make a torch, and I’ll show you that it could not be a T-Rex out there.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #197 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next 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.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #197

“What’s that old saying?”
“Okay, you got me. What old saying?”
“Something about the red sky.”
“Oh, that one. Red sky at night sailor’s delight. Red sky in the morning sailor take warning.”
“Yeah, that’s it. Have you seen the sky tonight?”
“No, I haven’t been out of this radio shack for five hours.”
“You gotta go out and take a look. I’ll watch the radio for you.”
“What am I going to see?”
“You will not believe the sunset. It is almost like the sun is going to drop into the ocean.”
“I would love to see that. All you have to do is put on these earphones and listen for our call sign which is  ‘Fairwind.”‘
“What happens if I hear it.”
“Just record the message in this log and answer them. Start your answer with ‘Fairwind.”‘
“Sounds easy enough. After all, you won’t be gone but a few minutes.”
“That is true.”
“Okay, I got this. You go look.”
“Thanks. Be right back.”
*
“Boy, that was quick. You back already?”
“Are you kidding me? It must be a hundred degrees out there. That sun is coming very close. I couldn’t stay long.”
“Well, there was one message.”
“You have got to be kidding me. I was only gone a couple of minutes. What was the message?”
“Here it is. It is from the atmospheric agency. It is pretty short.”
“Read it to me.”
“Fairwind. Farewell.”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Can”

 

 

Stream of ConsciousnessIt is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again and this weeks prompt is “can.” Linda Hill says we can use it any way we want. If you would like to join this happy band of psychotics visit Linda’s blog and see how easy it is to do. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2018/10/19/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-20-18/ 

Can by John W. Howell © 2018

“I know I can.”

“Can what.”

“Can do anything I put my mind on.”

“You can?”

“I can.”

“Show me you can.”

“Think of a word any word, and I can tell you what it is.”

“You can do that? How is it possible.”

“I can conger up spirits from the other side.”

“Who can do what?’

“They can read your mind.”

“I can just imagine what they are going to find when they do that.”

“So can you think of a word?”

“Yes, I can. I have it.”

“I can almost see it.”

“You can do better than that I hope.”

“I can see the word starts with ‘c.”‘

“Wow, you can see that? You are right.”

“I can also see that the second letter is an ‘a.”‘

“Perfect. I believe you can see the word.”

“The third letter is an ‘n.’ The word is can.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. But ‘can’ is not the word.”

“Wait a minute. You said the first three letters were ‘c-a-n.’ That spells can.”

“It does spell ‘can,’ but my word was ‘cantaloupe.’

“Well, maybe I only got part of the message. I can try again. ”

“Now you are being a pain in the can.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #196 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next 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.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #196

“So tell me. Is it going to be okay?”
“How long has this been going on?”
“No more than a couple of hours.”
“Well, that is a blessing. I’m glad you called me right away.”
“We didn’t know what else to do.”
“I think you did the right thing. Most people wait too long and then it is too late.”
“It’s not too late I hope?”
“Just a few more moments and I can give you a better idea of what we are facing.”
“I’m sorry for being so anxious, but we wouldn’t know what we’d do if we didn’t have Betsey.”
“Betsey that’s what you named it?”
“Her.”
“Excuse me?”
“Betsey is a girl.”
“Oh my gosh. I never would have guessed that the way it looks.”
“Her.”
“Yeah, I get it. Her. Hold on. I think I have found the problem.”
“Thank heavens. Can you solve it?”
“Yes, I think so. I have the instrument in my bag. Humm. Let me see. Oh, yes, here it is.”
“What do you have to do?”
“I’ll need you to help.”
“Anything. Just tell me what to do.”
“I’m going to make a slight cut here. After that, I need to use this to go in and remove the blockage. I want you to hold this instrument and when I tell you, place it in my hand. Can you do that?”
“Yes. I’m good.”
“Okay, so here we go. First the cut. Yes, that looks good. Hand me the instrument.”
“Here you go.”
“Ah. I’ve got the blockage. Hand me that cloth.”
“What is that thing?”
“Looks like a chunk of charred wood.”
“Charred wood? How is that possible?”
“You’re right. It’s a petrified piece of brisket. How often do you clean this thing?”
“Every time I use her.”
“Well, you better be more careful. You almost lost it.”
“Her.”
“Whatever. If you want to keep it in top condition, you better do a better job of cleaning. You’ll save my fee too.”
“We have a lot of hamburgers to grill. Is she up to it?”
“Yes. I sealed the cut. She is good to go.”
“You know they don’t make grills like this anymore.”
“Yeah, I know. Here’s my bill.”
“This bill is more than my doctor charges.”
“I know. I used to be a doctor.”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Precious.”

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It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday again and this weeks prompt is “precious.” Linda Hill has advised that we can use it anyway want and has issued an order to” have fun.” In that vein, if you would like to join the fun visit Linda’s blog and read the easy instructions. Here is Linda’s link. https://lindaghill.com/2018/10/12/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-13-18/

Precious by John W. Howell © 2018

“This lady at the supermarket called me ‘precious.”‘

“What did you do?”

“What do you mean?”

“Around here if someone calls a person your age ‘precious’ it is not necessarily a compliment.”

“Oh really. I offered to help her with her bags is all.”

“Was she in a wheelchair?”

“No.”

“A walker?”

“How old was this lady?”

“I don’t know. About my age I guess.”

“Tell me what you said and what she said?”

“I said my those bags look heavy. Can I help you out with them?”

“A lady your age.”

“Yup.”

“What was her response.”

“Thank you no, I can manage.”

“So where does ‘precious’ come in?”

“I said, “But you look too delicate to handle such a load.”

“Oh my goodness. Now the ‘precious.”‘

“Yeah.”

“Okay give it to me.”

“Well, aren’t you precious.”

“That’s all?”

“A little more.”

“Go ahead.”

“She said, ‘I’m sure there is a little ole wife at home who needs your help. Why don’t you run along and give the little woman a hand?’ or something like that?”

“She call the manager?”

“No.”

“Well, that’s a break.”

“She showed me her gun.”

“What?”

“Yup. Seems she’s a police officer.”

“What did you do?”

“Put her bag back on the counter.”

“Anyone see all this?”

“Just Mrs. Murphy.”

“Radio Free Europe Murphy? The biggest gossip in town.”

“I guess.”

“We have no choice but to move.”