I was lying in the backyard working on a troublesome paragraph when all of a sudden,, the FedEx driver threw a box over the fence. I thought it quite odd, so I called out to him. He yelled back that I need to open the box soon before whatever is inside gets too much bigger. Thinking the FedEx guy knows a lot about boxes, I did open it. Much like a fake snake coiled in a can, the weekly prompt sprung out of the box and two feet into the air. I managed to wrestle it to the ground and turned it over. Here is what it said, Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “growth.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
If you would like to have, fun visit Linda Hill’s blog and read how easy it is. Here’s the link.
https://lindaghill.com/2021/05/14/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-15-2021/
Growth by John W. Howell © 2021
“Don’t even go there.”
“Where?”
“You know darned well where.”
“You mean because the prompt is growth, I would say something gross.”
“Exactly.”
“Okay then. What did you have in mind?”
“I was thinking in terms of growth in maturity.”
“Who’s?”
“Not yours for sure. You still have that idea in your brain.”
“You seem to be able to read minds. That is evidence of your parapsychology growth.”
“I don’t read minds; I just know you.”
“Harsh indeed. So you are going to write about maturity growth?”
“Yes. I’m going to use myself as an example.”
“That’s a laugh.”
“Why do you. say that?”
“Anyone who makes up stories about a FedEx guy tossing a package over the fence has some growing up to do.”
“All right, smartypants—”
“Smartypants?”
“Never mind. Just tell me your idea about growth.”
“That growth on your chin.”
“What growth? You mean my goatee?”
“More like a goat tee, hee.”
“You are just jealous.”
“Why does every nerd say somebody’s jealous when it is pointed out something nerdy about them?”
“Cause you are. My goatee is a work of art.”
“More like a growth of a band of hair that couldn’t make it on the head.”
“Okay, let’s focus on something else.”
“Like the growth of peanuts?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Peanuts coupled with large frosty pints of beer.”
“My turn right?”
“Right.”
“Not sure you want to drink with a nerd.”
“The nerd that buys is one of my guys.”
“Terrible.”
“I need poety growth.”
“Or a heart attack.”









































