Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – The Last Piece of Mail

Stream of Consciousness

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday and this weeks prompt is…well let’s let Linda Hill explain it. Her words. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last piece of mail you received.” Talk about the subject of the last piece of physical mail you received, i.e., a gas bill–talk about gas, not the bill itself. Have fun!”

So the last piece of mail I received was from Blue Cross announcing a 6% increase in my premium. Not very exciting stuff like a Publisher Clearing House $7,000 a week for life but it will have to do. If you would like to join in and have as much fun visit Linda to read up on how easy it is. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 23/19

Blue Cross by John W. Howell © 2019

“What’s this?”

“A ransom note.”

“Ransom note? What’s it say?”

“You need to pay 6% more, or they’ll kill you.”

“Huh. Who’s going to kill me and 6% more of what?”

“You have health insurance right?”

“Yes, I do.”

“And you have several things that need constant care right?”

“Well, I suppose.”

“If you don’t get the care what will happen?”

“I suppose I could die.”

“There you go. Blue Cross says you need to pay 6% more for your insurance or you won’t have any.”

“Oh. No insurance would be a bad thing.”

“Hence the ransom.”

“I see that now. What can we do?”

“Calling the police won’t work.”

“This must be a crime.”

“Sorry no. It is legal even though it smacks of extortion.”

“What is the alternative?”

“Go it alone.”

“I can’t afford that.”

“So the increase is cheaper than paying your own bills?”

“Of course.”

“Pay the ransom.”

“Best choice but I don’t have to like it.”

“Who asked you to like it?”

“Good point.”

Guest Post – D.L.Finn – “Just Her Poetry Seasons of a Soul.”

I am very pleased to welcome D.L.Finn to Fiction Favorites on this TGIF Friday. She is launching her first book of poetry and it is great to have her here to tell you about it.

Thank you, John, for having me on your blog to celebrate today’s release of my first poetry book, “Just Her Poetry Seasons of a Soul.”

Finn Facts:

  1. Snowstorms distract me, and I don’t get much writing done.
  2. My mind wanders into the land of writing when I cook. I burn a lot of dinners.

Just Her Poetry Cover

Blurb:

Take a journey with D.L. Finn as she blends her love of nature with her deepest emotions. Sit with her on the forest floor observing its tranquil beauty, or stroll along the ocean’s shore admiring the vastness of its horizon. Here in these peaceful moments, you’ll be able to experience her thoughts and feelings in the light—and in the darkness. This is a thought-provoking collection of poetry that invites the reader into all the seasons of a soul.

Excerpt from NATURE: Spring and Summer

THE GATHERING

At my feet they gather in peace…

As the sun reflects off their fur.

They quickly find their sunny spot…

Ears alert as bird songs fill the air.

A bee examines our assemblage…

Its presence startles a relaxing cat.

Our gathering expands deeply…

Into the blooming fertile landscape.

The gentle breeze…

Blows away the remnants of winter.

The blue skies showcase the beauty…

In an abstract painting of an untamed scene.

A woodpecker in the distant tree…

Is loudly searching for the awakening insects.

Yes, the long winter nap is over…

And we gather in the moment to rejoice together.

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D.L. Finn is an independent California local who encourages everyone to embrace their inner child. She was born and raised in the foggy Bay Area, but in 1990 relocated with her husband, kids, dogs, and cats to the Sierra foothills in Nevada City, CA. She immersed herself in reading all types of books, but especially loved romance, horror, and fantasy. She always treasured creating her own reality on paper. Finally, being surrounded by towering pines, oaks, and cedars, her creativity was nurtured until it bloomed. Her creations vary from children’s books, young adult fantasy, and adult paranormal romance to an autobiography with poetry. She continues on her adventures with an open invitation for her readers to join her.

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Tuesday – Anything Possible – Creative Kue #211 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 next Monday.”

The Photo.

Kreative Kue #211

 

KISS by John W. Howell © 2019

“What’s that guy doing?”

“I hear tell humans have this thing that captures your soul.”

“Oh, come on. No one can capture a soul.”

“I’m just saying.”

“You didn’t answer my question. What’s he doing?”

“See that eye that he has brought up to his face?”

“The one with Minolta written on it?”

“That’s the one.”

“What is he doing?”

“Man. I got the question. I’m not sure I have the answer. Quit asking already.”

“Okay, then do you think he will hurt us?”

“Another unknown to me, but I don’t think we shouldn’t take any chances.”

“Think we out to spring out of here?”

“You’ve been hanging around those Springboks again, haven’t you?”

“No matter. What should we do?”

“I say we charge. There are three of us and only one of him.”

“When’s the last time you charged anything?”

“Yeah, big talk coming from a turn tail.”

“You two make me sick. Are we going to stand her looking like a 70’s rock group caught by the paparazzi?”

“I say we saunter off into the brush.”

“The brush gives me a rash. I’m not doing that.”

“Do you think a shot of our rear would be enough to scare him away?”

“Worth a try.”

“On three we’ll turn around.”

“What I like about you, Leroy is you use the KISS  method of problem-solving.”

“KISS? What’s that?”

“Keep It Simple Stupid.”

“Who you calling stupid.”

“Shut up Harry. No one was talking to you.”

“I can beat your butt you know.”

“Stop fellas. We need to turn. One, Two—”

“Hold it. He’s walking away.”

“Look at that. Just the mention of our rear and he turns tail.”

“Ha ha ha. The power of the rump. Who wants to get lunch?”

“I hear there are some wildflowers at the waterhole.”

“Let’s go. I’m famished.”

“You know we could have taken that guy.”

“Hush, Berry. It’s over.”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Soul/Sole”

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It is Stream of Conscious Saturday time again. This weeks prompt is “soul/sole.” To quote Linda Hill. “Use one, use both, use ’em any way you like. Enjoy!” If you would like to participate, visit Linda’s blog and read how easy it is to get carried away and enjoy. Here is a link. https://lindaghill.com/2019/03/15/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-16-19/

Soul/Sole by John W. Howell ©2019

“Bless my soul what is wrong with me?”

“Huh?”

“I’m itchy as a man on a fuzzy tree.”

“Okay, what’s up?”

“I’ve been listening to some rock.”

“Oh, I get it. Elvis and “All Shook Up.”

“Well, that was one of the songs.”

“But one you found worthy of quoting.”

“I guess so.”

“How about some others?”

“Yeah, Soul Man by Sam and Dave.”

“Good one.”

“Soul and Inspiration by the Righteous Brothers.”

“One of my favorites.”

“Stoned Soul Picnic by the 5th Dimension.”

“I could never understand what stoned soul was.”

“A little Soul by Wilson Pickett.”

“I get the idea. You want anything from the store?”

“All About Soul by Billy Joel.”

“Let’s transition away from soul and think store.”

“American Soul by U2.”

“Alright. I’m leaving.”

“For the store?”

“Yes, for the store.”

“Could you pick up a fillet of sole?”

“Why am I not surprised?”

“Shoes.”

“Shoes?”

“Could you take them to the shoe repair?”

“Let me guess. They need new soles.”

“Just one sole.”

“Shoot me in the face.”

Views of the Neighborhood – Book Fair in Killeen Texas

I was at a book fair in Killeen Texas yesterday sponsored by Texas Authors. The Views of the Neighborhood this week will hopefully give you a taste of what went on.

Here is the entrance to the fair.

killeen

The main desk

A lot of authors are in attendance

Here is a shot of my booth.

More authors

 

Killeen Book Fair

I was happy to finally meet Jan Sykes. Here we are at her booth.

Killeen Book Fair

Gwen Plano was visiting Killeen and stopped by. This was the first time we met in person.

Killeen

I call this “Thorn Between Two Roses.” It was so much fun seeing Jan and Gwen.

I hope you enjoyed the brief tour of the Killeen Book Fair.

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Abash/ A Bash/Bash

 

Stream of ConsciousnessGad that headline took some figuring out. This is Stream of Consciousness Saturday and this weeks prompt is “abash/a bash/bash.”  Linda Hill further orders to use “abash,” or “bash” as a noun or a verb. Then she offered up bonus points if we manage all three. Her final order, “Have fun!” (Easy for her to say).

If you would like to be under the boot of the lovely Ms. Hill go to her blog and read how. Here is the link.

https://lindaghill.com/2019/03/08/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-9-19/

Abash/A Bash/Bash by John W. Howell ©2019

“Now you’ve gone and done it.”

“Done what?”

“Oh, don’t start with me.”

“I’m serious. I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“That bash in my car? You know nothing about it?”

“I am nonplussed. I know nothing about your car.”

“You have defined ‘abash’ very nicely. The fact remains no one has driven my car but you.”

“That’s not true.”

“Name someone else.”

“You.”

“Besides me. I know I didn’t put a bash in my car.”

“I didn’t either.”

“So who put a bash in my car?”

“Did it ever occur to you that someone in the parking lot ran into you.”

“Dirty swine.”

“I know right?”

“I feel I could use a drink.”

“Cheer up. At least the car wasn’t new.”

“A 1979 Ford Galaxy 500 is a classic.”

“In some other life.”

“I could bash you for that.”

“Oh, come on. Let’s get a drink.”

“And call some friends and have a bash.”

“Sounding better each minute.”

 

 

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

 

Lucy and Twiggy
“No Twiggy it is Wednesday.”
“Lucy where are we?”
“Beats me Kiddo. Beats me.”

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we arrived at Mrs. Rafferty’s house to find a lawyer by the name of Sanders waiting to greet them. I think we better get over there to find out why she lawyered up and what she has to say.

 

“Mrs. Rafferty this is Detective Dunfee and Mr. Cummings from the Boston police. Gentlemen, Mrs. Rafferty.”

“Oh, Sanders you are so formal today. My name is Janice, and it is a pleasure to meet you.”

“Thank you, Mrs. ¾er Janice. My name is Larry, and this is Andrew. It is nice to meet you as well.”

“Please have a seat and let me ask if you would like anything to drink?”

“We are fine. Thank you so much.”

“If you change your mind just let me know.”

“We will. The reason we wanted to talk to you is—”

“Excuse me, detective. Before you begin, I think a couple of ground rules are necessary.”

“Of course, Sanders. By the way, is that your first or last name?”

“Evon is my first name.”

“Ah Evon, why am I not surprised.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing counselor. I just didn’t think with the last name of Sanders your first would be common.”

“Thank my parents, Detective. Now as I was saying a few rules.”

“Happy to comply, Even.”

“That’s Evon. Ah, I see you’re making a joke.”

“Sorry. A habit of mine. Please continue.”

“Okay, the first is Mrs. Rafferty has agreed to talk to you, but anything you discuss is off the record.”

“We are not here to accuse Mrs.—um Janice of anything. We just want to inquire about his behavior before he died.”

“Even so. Off the record. Yes or no.”

“Fine. Yes.”

“Thank you. The second. Anytime I feel you are violating rule one the conversation will be over. Clear?”

“I don’t think we will have a problem with these rules. Anything else?”

“Mrs. Rafferty only has an hour. At the end of that time, I will call the meeting.”

“Very good counselor.  May I begin?”

“Certainly.”

“Um, Janice. I would like to know how much alcohol your husband normally consumed when he was, let’s say, being social?”

“My husband was not a big drinker. In fact, he frowned up those who got out of hand with alcohol.”

“Can you explain the fact that he registered over 2.0 percent blood alcohol level that night?”

“No, I can’t. I wasn’t there but can tell you, there is no way Alexis would consume alcohol and ski.”

“How do you know this?”

“He often mentioned how much he couldn’t stand those on the slopes who were drunk. He said they were a danger to themselves and others.”

“So, you believe he didn’t get carried away with a party or something.”

“He was there for a meeting. I doubt seriously that he would be out getting drunk.”

“Who was he meeting with?”

“Hold on Detective. Mrs. Rafferty may not even know.”

“I do know Evon. He was meeting with his boss Cortez.”

 

 

 

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #209 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 next Monday.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #209

The Show by John W. Howell © 2019

“so you are telling me to soar above this crowd and make them ooh and ah?”

“Exactly.”

“You know its easy for you to give orders. You just stand there with your bah of heaven knows what and boss me around.”

“What do you mean ‘heaven knows what’? There are prime mouse pieces I give you.”

“Yeah, well it would be nice if they didn’t sit in the fridge so long.”

“You think I’m going to run out and get you a fresh mouse before every performance?”

“No, I wouldn’t expect you to do that. Just cut me loose, and I’ll bring back a nice fresh mouse for myself.”

“That will never happen. You would be gone in a heartbeat.”

“You don’t trust me?”

“How did you guess.”

“Okay, so that one time I got lost in the fog.”

“There was no fog.”

“Heavy rain?”

“Clear as a bell. You were making a run for it.”

“Till your thugs caught up with me.”

“Might I remind you of one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“You were sick and undernourished, and you’re lucky we brought you back.”

“I remember it differently. I’m oppressed.”

“Please. What is this all about anyway? You are acting like a petulant child.”

“I was looking at that animal show.”

“You were watching TV again?”

“Couldn’t help it. That thug guard left it on.”

“Your handler you mean?”

“Your words not mine. Anyway, there was this beautiful falcon flying in the robin’s egg blue sky free as a bird, so to speak.”

“And that’s what you would like to do?”

“Yes. I would also like to poop on this crowd but know I’ll get detention.”

“And rightfully so. What about your food and medical care?”

“I’ll find my own.”

“Like you did before?”

“Um.”

“Why not just do the show, and I’ll get you some nice turkey meat to eat.”

“Can I have an apple with that?”

“Of course.”

“Okay. Let’s get this over.”

“Don’t drag your talons through anyone’s hair.”

“Man you know how to suck the joy out of life.”

 

Top Ten Things Not to do During a Move

Top Ten Things Not to Do

 

As you may know, I’m in the process of moving and today is unload day at the new location. So today’s Top Ten Things Not to Do has only one thing times ten.

10 – 1   If you are moving, do not try to do a quality top ten list. If you do, at best you’ll embarrass yourself. At worst you’ll have to answer to Tiny the WWF champ who just finished grammar cop school. (Sure you only missed a couple of commas, John. Try explaining that to Tiny before the knuckle sandwich finds its mark)

I’ll be back tomorrow.

Views of the Neighborhood – Say Goodbye to Port Aransas

As I mentioned on Friday, today the producer, Lucy, Twiggy, and I will be relocating to the Austin Texas area. Since this is my last Port Aransas post I decided to give you a view of my neighborhood. I have taken many pictures of other neighborhoods but this is a first for my own. We enjoyed the last twelve years living by the Gulf but now is time to move to a new chapter. I hope you enjoy the little tour.

Here is the entrance sign to our neighborhood. After Hurricane Harvey a number of things needed to be replaced. This sign was one of them.

Marie will hate this but here is our main gate

This is the golf car crossover to the beach.

Speaking of that here is the first picture of our golf cart. Notice the raised suspension and nubby tires. All the better in the sand. That number and red flag denote our lot number and residence status. (All carts in our community are registered.)

Bit of fog yesterday when I took these photos

A shot from the crossover of the pool area.

That little house contains the bathrooms and pool pump. By the way, The Producer was tasked with developing the color scheme for the neighborhood. She redesigned all signs and chose the colors.

Here is a shot of the expanded lanai.

This is a view of the front of our house. The Producer also designed our home and worked with an architect to bring it to reality

Here is the back view. I have taken many photos from the backyard but this is the first from this view. My office is on the third floor overlooking the pond.

I hope you enjoyed the Port Aransas series and next week we start anew from Austin.