Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #152 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 keith@channing.info 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 – pingbacks don’t often work.

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.

The Solution By John W. Howell © 2017
“What are you looking at?”
“Shush. I think I hear something.”
“Don’t be a fool. There is nothing there. Keep digging.”
“I’m not sure I’ve told you I love you enough.”
“Aw, that’s sweet. What caused you to say that?”
“You know how I feel about you.”
“Yes, of course, I do.”
“I guess I’m a little taken with the fact we are on our honeymoon.”
“I know isn’t it wonderful? But you know this isn’t technically our honeymoon. That won’t begin until after the ceremony.”
“Well, I’m just filled with love. I think we have been on a honeymoon ever since we met.”
“You know, you say the nicest things.”
“I am so excited about our life together at last.”
“It has been a trial, but that is all behind us now.”
“I still think I hear something.”
“That is impossible.”
“Let me lean a little closer.”
“I think you are imagining things.”
“I don’t know. I may not have hit him hard enough.”
“Oh for heaven’s sake. He’s been dead for a day now. Hurry up and get him covered so we can get to the ceremony.”
“Should we say some words?”
“Why?”
“He was your husband after all.”

Top Ten Things Not to Do In the Snow in South Texas

Snow in the South

 

The inspiration for this list was a one-inch snowfall on our tropical island in South Texas.  The last snow was in 2004 and before that in the 1900’s. As you can imagine residents of this island had no idea what to do with snow. This list is too late for them but may be handy in another ten years.

10 If you live in the South and it snows, do not think you can drive to the store. If you do, at best you may find yourself in a ditch. At worst, your erratic driving may cause a pile up on the beach road which won’t clear till spring. (Twenty miles an hour was a bit too fast for conditions huh, Cyrek?)

9. If you live in the South and it snows, do not throw snowballs at strangers. If you do, at best you’ll hit one, and they will laugh. At worst, you will hit Tiny the WWF champ right after he left his respect support group meeting. (Looks like Tiny took the snowball in the face as a sign of disrespect. I think you should begin running now, Cyril.)

8 If you live in the South and it snows, do not think you can wear flip-flops as usual. If you do, at best your feet will turn blue. At worst, you will find your condition being discussed by a group of interns at the local ER. (Do the words frostbite and amputation bother you, Cyrano?)

7 If you live in the South and it snows, do not think the rest of the world wants to hear about it. If you do, at best you’ll get a lot of disconnects. At worst, you’ll be describing the beauty and unusual snow to your cousin in Fargo, North Dakota who hasn’t been out of the house for six weeks due to the snow. (Wonder why he’s calling you all those names? It’s cabin fever, Cyan.)

6 If you live in the South and it snows, do not think you have to rush to the store to clean the shelves of bread, milk, water, and bathroom tissue. If you do, at best you’ll get the moniker of the village idiot. At worst, you will be just checking out when you notice the snow has all melted making your hour trip to the store and your massive horde unnecessary. (Did you check the weather report, Crespin? Why are those people pointing and laughing?)

5 If you live in the South and it snows, do not demand your 7:00 am tee time. If you do, at best the pro will not let you play. At worst, you’ll set the course record for the most lost balls and highest score. (White on white is a difficult thing to see. Right, Courtney. When you do see em frozen shots don’t go that far do they?)

4 If you are in the south and it snows, do not continue with your plans for a beach party. If you do, at best everyone will stay home. At worst, those that do come will end up not at the beach but in your house. (Ever try to roast hot dogs and do smores in the fireplace, Corwin?)

3 If you are in the South and it snows, do not think you can drive without cleaning your windshield and rear window glass. If you do, at best the snow might blow off. At worst, you won’t be able to see well and might hit someone. (The policeman you ran into is lecturing you loudly how dangerous it is to drive without being able to see while he is writing the ticket. He is about finished, Conell.)

2 If you are in the south and it snows, do not think you have to plan a dinner like you are living in the Antarctic. If you do, at best the snow will leave before you start cooking. At worst, you’ll serve the Hoosh, Pemmican, Sledging biscuits, Marmite and hot coffee meal as the temperature reaches seventy degrees. (Never saw folks sweat so much while they ate did you, Cnute?)

1 If you are in the South and it snows, Do not think you can wait to make a snowperson. If you do, at best there will be a little snow left to work. At worst, you and the kids will be all bundled up only to find nothing but water. (Hard to make a water person isn’t it, Clifton?)

Views of the Neighborhood – Snow

We had an unusual occurrence Friday. We got about an inch of snow and it was the first time since 2004.

We woke up to snow. Here is a shot of the backyard.

A corner with the giant Birds of Paradise.

A third view of the backyard. This photo looks blurry in the distance but that is snowfall.

Lucy makes some tentative steps. She has not seen snow before.

Lucy tries the “Let me go back,” maneuver.

Baily is an old veteran of snow since she went to college in Waco where it snows more. The dogs are blurry because they are running around a full speed.

A shot of the upper palm tree leaves covered with snow.

The palm trees by the hurricane-damaged pool. This is facing East so you can see the snow coming from the North and piling up on the tree trunks.

The cart over to the beach.

A shot from the top of the cart over. The Gulf is to the left.

A photo on the beach. The snow falling makes the horizon look foggy.

One more shot of the beach and Gulf. You can see large snowflakes falling.

I met Tiny on the cart over and he had lost his head over the snow. The cap shows how fast the snow is falling

These are my footprints after about five minutes. You can see the falling snow is filling them in.

Our Hibiscus decided to close up and wait for better weather. I hope you enjoyed the snow. It may be another ten years before we see it again.

 

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “liqu”

Stream of Consciousness

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again and this week’s prompt is “liqu.” Yes, you see what I wrote, liqu. Linda Hill advised us that we could either use a word the starts with liqu or has liqu in it somewhere. If you would like to join this happy band of nut cases go to Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 9/17

Liqu by John W. Howell © 2017

“I need to talk to you.”

“Well have a seat and tell me who you are.”

“Jackson Bump is my name.”

“Yes, Mr. Bump. What can I do for you?”

“I need to enhance my liquidity in my portfolio.”

“What portfolio would that be Mr. Bump?”

“My stock portfolio.”

“Let me look that up. Do you have your account number?”

“Yes, it’s 7601772.”

“Here we go. Ah yes. Mr. Bump. I can see you are pretty consolidated in just a very few stocks.”

“That’s why I need to liquefy one or more of my positions.”

“Might be a smart move for safety. Which did you have in mind?”

“What ones are there?”

“My goodness. Okay, let me read them to you. The first is Acme Liquorice Company. Their earnings look like they are in the black. Excuse me a small joke. The next is Worn Shoe Liquidators. Looks like someone walked a mile in theirs. The final stock is DWI Liquors. Looks like a long-term holding.”

“Which would you recommend?”

“I think I would liquidate the Worn Shoe Liquidators. Their long-term prospects look a little thin. That would get you a nice piece of change after you liquefy.”

“What should I do with the money?”

“If it were me I would add a little more to your liquor holding. I would Liquorize so to speak.”

“I don’t know. I’m thinking of staying liquid for a while.”

“Don’t blame you. Here have a martini. It will get you started on the road to all things liquorishness.”

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

Funny Friday

 

This week had its challenges for sure. Stepping away from the personal, the week saw a couple of good things as well. Gwen Plano and I finished the draft of The Contract. By a draft, I am referring to the manuscript that is ready for a Beta read. We will be giving it over to our editor after the beta readers provide their input. We received a super response to our call for Beta readers. My thanks to everyone who volunteered. There will be more to say about the book as we get closer to the publication which looks like may or June.

Here is South Texas we are under a winter storm warning. A WINTER STORM WARNING????? WTH.  Yes, they are calling for snow here. It’s not going to stick but could be up to an inch in some places. Come on, folks. This is the South. I hope I can get a couple of pictures cause it will make an interesting Views of the Neighborhood. Today’s JohnKu talks about the weather. I hope you have a great weekend.

The Weather by John W. Howell © 2017

The sun feels real warm,

I will lay and rest my bones. . .

Whoops, where’s my snowsuit?

Thursday – A Little Personal – Stella

Our family is saddened that Stella succumbed to her age Tuesday. She passed peacefully and is now with her brother across the Rainbow bridge. We took her to the veterinarian, and he gave her what she needed to say goodbye.

Stella was born under a Mesquite bush in August 2001 in San Antonio Texas. She was one of five. She and her siblings were rescued, the mother spayed, released and all the kittens came to live at our house. They were bottle fed, and when old enough, her sisters were adopted by three other neighbors. She and her brother Frank were to remain with us to live the best life possible.

She did ask me to remind all pet owners that when it is time to help your pet in this transition, do it remembering the love your pet gave you. It is a sign of your love for them to make the ultimate sacrifice by letting them go.

Stella remains in our hearts but will be missed.

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

Hump Day

 

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we were stunned to have Trish Severide show up at the hospital. She learned that there was a pretty big insurance policy payment waiting for her. She and we all learned that the insurance policy and will of the parents has gone missing. So I am seeing Alice answering her front door. Who is there but none other than Frank Plano the private detective?
“Yes, can I help you?“
“Hello, Mrs. Weston.”
“Yes I’m Mrs. Weston, and you are?”
“Frank Plano private detective.”
“What can I do for you, Mr. Plano?”
“Well, for one thing, you could invite me in.”
“To what end?”
“I just want to ask you a few things about Lucas Severide and his parents.”
“Things? What kind of things?”
“Please Mrs. Weston. It’s hard to talk through a screen door. May I please come in?”
“I’m not sure what information I have regarding the Severides. I do know Lucas though.”
“Great let’s talk about Lucas then.”
“What do you want to know?”
“I am a little unclear on why he is painting houses.”
“Why so. He’s a young man needing money for school or so he told me.”
“Yeah, see that’s just it.”
“What’s it?”
“The kid got five million from an insurance policy his parents had on their lives.”
“What? Oh, do come in Mr. Plano.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Weston. Thank you. I was beginning to get a sunburn out there.”
“Would you like some coffee?”
“That would be nice, thank you.”
“I’ll be right back. Have a seat.”
“Hello, Harriet. I’m whispering because I have that private eye in my living room and he’s telling me Lucas got five million from his parent’s insurance policy. Calm down, Harriet. I will see what this is about and call you back.  No, you can’t come over. I’ll handle this. Bye.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #151 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words. “Using this photo 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 keith@channing.info 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 – pingbacks don’t often work.

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 #151

The flight by John W. Howell © 2017

“Ground control, helo 174.”

“Go ahead helo 174.”

“We are ready to move to the hanger.”

“Roger helo 174. Take alpha taxiway to intercept with 16. Make a left on 16 to beta and hold short at beta.”

“Alpha to 16. Left on 16 to beta. Hold at beta, helo 174.”

“Okay, Frank. You want to tell me how come this machine seems smaller than yesterday?”

“I’m not sure. I know you, and I haven’t grown.”

“Good observation. I hope you come up with an answer before we reach the hanger.”

“Who’s at the hanger?”

“The FAA examiner that’s who.”

“Who called him?”

“I had to. When it was clear we could no longer stay in the air, I was required to report it.”

“Let me think. I know when we came back from the trip yesterday this craft was full size.”

“Yeah no kidding, Hold on. Holding short at beta. Helo 174”

“Roger helo 174. Watch for the United heavy. Once he passes, proceed to the hanger.”

“Holding until the United heavy is clear then to the hanger. Helo 174. Did you do anything different when you put it away.”

“No. I gave her a wash and then put her in the hangar.”

“Did you refuel her?”

“I did.”

“Clean the interior?”

“Yup.”

“Dry her off?”

“Uh. Did you say dry her off?”

“Yes. Did you dry her off?”

“I forgot.”

“You forgot? Well, there you go. You put her up wet?”

“I guess I did.”

“Well, no wonder she is smaller. You let her shrink.”

“How did I know?”

“What is the name of this craft?”

“Violet.”

“You should have known.”

Calling All Beta Readers

Uncle John and Aunt Gwen need you

Uncle Sam

Gwen M. Plano and I  have just finished our book collaboration titled The Contract. We are looking for beta readers to give us some feedback on the manuscript before a professional edit. We would like to have the story in the beta readers hands no later than January 1st.  We would appreciate the comments back to us by February 16th. This due date will give the beta readers six weeks to read and comment.

The information that we would like to know

1 Did you enjoy the story?

2 Were there any parts of the story that were confusing?

3 Were there any missing plot points?

4 Were the characters believable?

5 Did you have any feelings about the characters?

6 Was the ending satisfactory?

7 What if anything would you want to be included in the story that would make it more enjoyable for you?

We have made every effort to make the manuscript publish-ready. Since this is a version that has not had the benefit of a professional edit we do not expect you to make any suggestions unless you see something that an editor could miss. Once we receive your comments and make adjustments to the manuscript, if necessary, we will then submit it for a professional edit

Here is the blurb.

The Contract is a story of two souls who must venture to Earth to stop a catastrophic event that is threatening the viability of the planet.  They will have no memory of their eternal life once they occupy the bodies chosen for them.  The two must deal with the situation using only the temporal skills of their host beings. They sign a contract before leaving their celestial home that stipulates what is required. They commit even though they have no guarantee of success but cannot resist the ultimate reward which is a personal anointing by the Creator. There is no alternative for failure.

If you enjoy thrillers, this is one with a twist designed to keep you riveted and guessing. It bridges the heavenly and earthly realms and only when the adventure is complete, will it be learned if Peter and Teresa have fulfilled their sacred contract or have become corrupted by the forces of evil.

If you would like to be a beta reader for the Contract, please send an e-mail to Gwen or me at one of the following addresses. Please indicate the version you would like to receive. We will have The Contract available in epub, MOBI, or PDF.

Johnhowell(dot)wave(at)gmail(dot)com

Gwenplano(at)gmail(dot)com

Gwen and John

Thank you.

 

Top Ten Things Not to Do on a Golf Cart

Golf Cart

 

The golf cart is a primary transportation device here in Port Aransas. The inspiration for this post is watching countless tourists rent a golf cart and then exhibit some unusual behavior which would never be seen otherwise. I hope you enjoy it. Oh and another thing, I am innocent of any of these practices.

10 If you are on a golf cart, do not think the safety belts are there as a bit of humor. If you do, at best you’ll get a $150.00 ticket. At worst, you will find yourself outside the cart at the first bump. (You didn’t think nineteen miles per hour could cause you to pitch out onto the street right, Chadwick?)

9 If you are on a golf cart, do not expect Tiny the WWF champ who has just left his weight training class to yield to you. If you do, at best you will miss each other in the middle of the street. At worst, Tiny will stop your cart and then show you how he can press the hardware and you. (Watch that trip down when Tiny drops the whole mess on the street, Chalmar.)

8 If you are on a golf cart, do not think you can ignore the traffic rules. If you do, at best you’ll get a warning. At worst, you and the cart will be under arrest. (You gotta envy the fact that the cart gets to stay outside the jail don’t you, Chas?)

7 If you are on a golf cart, do not try a turn at full speed. If you do, at best you may blow a tire. At worst, as you take the curve on two wheels all your belongings and half your family will be dumped on the street. (You will have a tough time explaining your maneuver to those in the emergency room, Chauncy.)

6 If you are on a golf cart, do not think you can go twenty miles an hour under the speed limit on the main road. If you do, at best you’ll realize soon you need to get off. At worst, an irate driver will help you along with little concern for your welfare. (You didn’t know a golf cart being pushed by an eighteen wheeler could go that fast did you, Chetwin? Also, you didn’t have that white hair before did you?)

5 If you are on a golf cart, do not think you can carry more people than the number of places to sit. If you do, at best the golf cart won’t have enough power to move. At worst, you will lose a couple of the standing room only passengers on the first turn. (You say one of those thrown into a cactus patch was your boss, Clemens?)

4 If you are on a golf cart, do not think you have the right of way because you are smaller. If you do, at best you’ll just get an air horn warning. At worst, you will be trying to return a flattened golf cart. (The proprietor doesn’t have much of a sense of humor does he, Clovis?)

3 If you are on a golf cart, do not think the police will ignore drinking and driving. If you do, at best your friends won’t let you drive. At worst, you’ll try to explain to the officer why you think a golf cart is just a toy. (Looks like the punishment is the same as a car, Cowen. Hope you have a spare $15,000.)

2 If you are on a golf cart, do not think you have to wave to everyone you pass. If you do, at best you’ll be taken as an idiot. At worst, people will think you are a politician and will chase you off the beach. (Oh, you are running for office, Creighton. I would move off the beach fast.)

1 If you are on a golf cart, do not think you have to display a number of flags. If you do, at best folks will think you work for the circus. At worst, all that flapping in the wind will slow you down and make you lose your hearing. (You think that “It’s five o’clock somewhere” flag is unique don’t you, Cydney?)