Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #263 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 # 263

I Spy by John W. Howell © 2020

“Harold, come here.”

“What m’love?”

“Look out the window over there. Just beyond the trees.”

“What am I looking for?”

“Don’t you see above the trees what looks like some kind of antenna?”

“Oh, now I do. Would you look at that? Them government people are checking on us.”

“Checking on us? Whatever for?”

“I think they are checking to see if we are maintaining the shelter in place rules.”

“Couldn’t it be they are looking at someone else?”

“Bertie. Think about it. What other houses are there around us? We are the only one here.”

“What do we do then?”

‘Well, we are sheltering in place according to the rules.”

“I just don’t like being watched. I mean a couple of over the hill pensioners like us. Don’t they have anything better to do?”

“I see your point. It is a matter of personal freedom. It’s bad enough being cooped up here without some snooper team checking up. I’m going to get something.”

“Don’t you lower yourself to go down there and talk  to them, Herold.”

“I have no intention of talking.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I have something here in the closet.”

“What is that thing?”

“This, my dear, is an MK153 shoulder-launched multipurpose assault weapon.”

“Goodness, where did you get that thing.”

“Amazon prime.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Take out that snooper thingy.”

“Won’t you get into trouble?”

“A gray-haired old fart like me. What are they going to do? Shoot me?”

“Maybe. Might shoot me too.”

“You know I never thought of that. Okay, maybe we try to ignore that thing.”

“Nah. Take it out. Harold.”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Want”

Want to want is the opposite of need to need. With that introduction, it is Stream of Conscious Saturday, and here is Linda Hill to explain this week’s prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “want.” Make the word “want” the first, second, or third word of your post. Have fun!”

So now you know that I choose using want as the first and third word to start the post. I am saving my bonus points for a Bentley Continental V8, so you know I have to work especially hard. Here’s a photo to help you see what I am shooting to achieve.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

If you would like to save up points to get what you want, visit Linda’s blog and read how.

The link

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 16/2020

Want by John W. Howell © 2020

“So please explain what the heck you were talking about when you said, ‘Want to want is the opposite of need to need.”‘

“When did I say that?”

“Up top at the beginning of this post.”

“Oh, that. I believe need and want are two different things.”

“Okay, please explain.”

“When you need something, it is more or less vital.”

“and?”

“When you want something, it is a desire but not a matter of life or death.”

“Explain the want to and need to stuff.”

“We all can choose to want something. I call that want to want.”

“Then need to need is more like an emergency.”

“No, it is still a choice. Take eating, for instance. If you don’t need to need food, you could starve. We all need food to live, but if a person denies that need, then there is trouble.”

“Way over my head for sure. Where do you come up with this stuff?”

“I’m a writer, remember.”

“Doesn’t mean you need to go off the deep end. So that Bentley is in the want department?”

“Yeah, I think you’ve got it.”

“So, if you don’t get it, you won’t die?”

“I think we could safely. say If I don’t get it, I will need to want to die.”

“We need some drinks. A whole lot of drinks.”

“Why’s that?”

“To quote Jack Nicholson in the movie “Terms of Endearment.”‘

“Don’t say it.”

“To kill that bug you have up your ass.”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Cave”

 

It is Stream of Consciousness time again and this week’s prompt is “cave.” Linda hill says we can use it any way we want. That includes use as a verb or a noun. If you would like to have fun with words, visit Linda’s blog, and read how. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 9/2020

Cave by John W. Howell © 2020

“I’m so glad it is Saturday, aren’t you?”

“Well?”

“Oh, no. The dreaded Consciousness Steam.”

“Well, it is part of who I am.”

“I agree on the part that is a nutcase.”

“Come on, you know these weekly prompts keep me going.”

“A few more weeks and you will have arrived.”

“What?”

“Never mind. What are we working on this week.”

“Cave.”

“Alright, you admit that’s what you do every week. Cave to the madness.”

“No you idiot. ‘Cave’ is the prompt.”

“Easy for you. Just describe where you are until you figure out what to write.”

“Have fun if you will, but let me remind you that if I’m in a cave you’re are right there beside me.”

“Now that I think about it; I also cave to this kind of thing each week.”

“Yeah, so quit with the mocking and get on with the help.”

“So we covered a verb and noun. What else?”

“Can we try for an adjective?”

“Hmm. Can’t think of one.”

“How about cave dweller. What kind of dweller? Cave dweller.”

“Sorry, chum. Still a noun.”

“How do you know?”

“Not sure. I just do. Now, if you were to describe someone as a cave-dwelling person, then you would be in the adjective category.”

“But then it is not using cave as an adjective.”

“Correct.”

“How do we get out of this?”

“We pull two barley pops and drink our way out.”

“I’ll finish the post. You get the pops.”

“Fair exchange. How about we order a pizza?”

“Been trying to cut down on the carbs.”

“Sausage, onion, green pepper, extra cheese, marinara, hand tossed, brick oven-baked.”

“I cave.”

“Good man. I’ll order.”

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue # 261 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 #261

Cowabunga by John W. Howell © 2020

“Hold on.”

“What.”

“You going out in that?”

“Why not?”

“See those rocks.”

“Yeah, so?”

“You could get hurt.”

“Oh, come on. We will paddle beyond them easy peasy.”

“I don’t know. Looks pretty dangerous.”

“Just think of the waves beyond.”

“Right now, I’m thinking of the wipeout and pain.”

“You have to take your mind off that stuff and think of the beauty and greater objective.”

“Sounds like you have been here before.”

“No. Same as you, this is my first time.”

“Why do you suppose we were dropped on this beach of all places?”

“Folklore has it that our Mama came here since this was her birthplace.”

“I suppose getting into the surf is the bigger goal. Okay, I think I’m ready.”

“Good cause, I see a couple of gulls circling.”

“OMG. We need to move. Why is it turtles have to start their life like this?”

“Just be glad you aren’t a human.”

“Why’s that?”

“I hear tell they poop their pants for almost two years.”

“Okay, with that here I go. See you out there.”

“The las one to the kelp bed is turtle soup.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #260 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 #260

New Moo by John W. Howell © 2020

“Hey, Roy. How do you do that?”

“What?”

“Move on the water.”

“Oh, that. I got this new thingy.”

“New thingy? What’s it called?”

“Moo Mover Handbasket.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Nah. it’s the latest thing.”

“How does it work?”

“You stand on a board and aim it with your feet.”

“Wow. Who would have thought?”

“Guy Dinkus.”

“Who?”

“The human who invented it. He got tired of slow-moving Moos, so he made this.”

“Does it work on land?”

“That’s what it was developed to do. I’m just using it for fun here in the lake.”

“Where’s the rest of your Moo members.”

“They went off with Guy.”

“Where’d they go?”

“Not sure.”

“How long ago?”

“Ten days.”

“Roy?”

“What?”

“You think Guy did something bad with them?”

“Like what?”

“I heard tell of a place called the abattoir.”

“Abattoir? What the heck is that?”

“It is the Moo equivalent of hell.”

“What goes on there.”

“Moos come in and then come out in little white packages.”

“Goodness, I hope not, but I have an uneasy feeling.”

“Why’s that?”

“The last thing I heard Guy say as we hit the road.”

“By the way. Why aren’t you with the Moo Members?”

“I was but took a wrong turn. Guy never missed me.”

“Okay, so what did he say as you hit the road?”

“Saddle up, ladies. We’re going to hell in a handbasket.”

“You dog.”

“Make that you, Moo. Hahahaha.”

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Val”

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and here is Linda Hill to explain the prompt for this week.

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “val.” Find a word that starts with “val” or if you’re not doing the A to Z Challenge, find a word that just has “val” in it, and use that word any way you’d like. Enjoy!” Thank you, Linda. I always like the wish of “enjoy” at the end. Since I’m not doing the A to Z challenge, I need to find a word with “val” in it. So, there we have it. If you would like to have some fun, go, visit Linda’s blog and read up on how easy it is.  Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 25/2020

Val by John W. Howell @ 2020

“You look a bit puzzled. Wait! It’s Saturday. I forgot.I’ll see you around. I need to reevaluate getting involved.”

“Don’t go. There is no one who can outrival your brainpower.”

“Oh, come on now. This from one who undervalues most of my contributions to your Hill obsession.”

“Well, this time is different. I’m not ambivalent about your ability to help.”

“Okay, you had me at unrivaled. So how can I help?”

“We need to use a word that has “val” in it. I want to use words that have “val” in a prevalent position in the center of the word.”

“Sounds real easy to me. I don’t mean to sound cavalier, but what’s so hard? Go to the internet and look up words with “val” in them.”

“No, that would be cheating. I have to pull the words out of my undervalued brain.”

“Do you want me to suggest a few, then you can evaluate whether or not you want to use them.”

“I guess that would be okay. That mighty chivalrous of you.”

“Oh, please. It’s better than having to care for you as you convalesce from a nervous breakdown.”

“You would do that? Spend intervals of time taking care of me?”

“I think I’m almost sorry I said that. Let me invalidate what I said.”

“I don’t know, I think it is too late. I look upon you as the cavalry.”

“Yeah, well, quit it. I’ll give you a few words and then like the survivalist that I am will be off.”

“I think I won’t need any more words. Our conversation is the equivalent of a post.”

“I don’t believe it. No avalanching emotions?”

“Nope, we are done. You ave served with valor.”

“Okay then.I’m going to hit the Cavalcade Bar. Want to come?”

“I could use a festival right now. Thanks.”

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – Practice/Practise

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and here is Linda Hill with this week’s prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “practice/practise.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!”

If you would like to have fun as well go to Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link. https://lindaghill.com/2020/04/17/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-18-2020/

Practice/Practise by John W. Howell © 2020

“Do you have a dictionary?”

“Uh, I don’t go walking around with a dictionary. Why?”

“I need to look up a word.”

“What’s the word?”

“Practise.”

“Perform an activity or exercise a skill repeatedly or regularly to improve or maintain one’s proficiency.”

“Yeah, I know that definition. Also means the actual application or use of an idea, belief, or method, as opposed to theories relating to it.”

“So, what’s the problem.”

“It is practise.”

“Yeah, I get that.”

“With an s.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah. P-r-a-c-t-i-s-e.”

“Never heard of it.”

“That’s why I need a dictionary.”

“Look it up on your phone. Hold it…Is this a Linda Hill thing?”

“What else. Here it is. OMG.”

“OMG, what?”

“International English calls practise with an s a verb. Like, practise the piano.”

“Anything else?”

“The word practice with a c is a noun. Like the law practice.”

“So we American’s avoid all that by using  practice with a c.”

“It looks that way.”

“So how you going to use both?”

“I think we already did.”

“Good. Now time to go practise our drinking form.”

“We could open a drinking form practice.”

“Sounds like too much work.”

“I agree. We’ll keep the practice to ourselves but go forward with the practise.”

“I’m confused. Let’s just go.”

“First one on me.”

“Not your normal practice.”

“Stop.”

“Agreed.”

 

 

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #258 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 #258

Honor by John W. Howell © 2020

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Joint”

 

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again, and here is Linda Hill with this week’s prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “joint.” Use it as a noun, an adjective, or a verb–use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!”

If you would like to enjoy along with the rest of us, visit Linda’s blog, and read how. Here is the link/

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 11/2020

Joint by John W. Howell © 2020

“You look pleased.”

“Oh, I am. Couldn’t be a better day.”

“Wow. This is unusual for you. Usually, this time of the week, you are pacing like a caged panther.”

“I think I have this prompt thing in the bag.”

“Well, that’s good. You want to go to the beer joint and have a couple.”

“How did you know?”

“Know what.”

“The prompt. Don’t tell me you are sneaking around behind my back and reading Linda Hill’s blog.”

“Don’t get your nose out of joint. I’m doing no such thing.”

“See  there you go again.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You said, ‘joint.’ That’s the prompt for today.”

“For heaven’s sake. I mean, who on the Earth besides you cares about this stuff?”

“Well, you used the prompt twice in a minute. Obviously, you care.”

“Just because I use a word that is jointly part of your prompt stuff doesn’t mean a thing.”

“I’m thinking of calling Linda and getting a joint task force together to determine how this information is getting out.”

“Stop now. You are starting to sound like a person needing help.”

“Well, you are the cause.”

“Easy, son. You are going to throw your neck out of joint, waving your head around like that.”

“Yeah, and then I hope they send you to the joint for manslaughter.”

“Okay, let’s take it down a notch. I think we have done the joint prompt.”

“I still don’t know how you found out.”

“It was a joint project.”

“Ah-ha. I knew it.”

“Between you and me.”

“Yeah, I get it.”

“Beer joint?”

“Lead the way. 🎶 Don’t Bogart that Joint my friend.”🎶

“Not even going to ask.”

 

Tuesday – Anything possible – Kreative Kue #257 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 #257

Fakarewe by John W. Howell © 2020

“I’ve checked everything and don’t know what’s wrong.”

“You obviously missed something.”

“Easy for you to say.”

“If you checked everything, then you would have a clue why this thing quit out here in the middle of nowhere.”

“Speaking of that, do we know where we are?”

“You have the map. Why don’t you try and locate our position.”

“Let’s see. Here is the mountain range. Over here is the watering hole.”

“You see that on the map?”

“No. I’m just looking around. The mountain range is behind us, and the watering hole up ahead.”

“What does the map say?”

“Yeah, I was never good with maps. Say, are you getting thirsty?”

“You know we were on the road for three hours before this hunk of junk died. Hey, driver.”

“Yes, Bosi.”

“About how many miles have we come so far.”

“Um. Let me convert from kilometers. That would be about 120 miles.”

“See, all we have to do is measure out the miles on the map and then the general direction, and we will have a rough idea where we are.”

“Okay, let me use my finger joint as an inch. We’ve been heading West, so I say we are here in Fukarewe.”

“Was that so hard?”

“You guys know where we are yet?”

“Keep your pants on, Harold. We think we have it.”

“I hope so cause those animals are getting closer.”

“Uh, Bosi?”

“Yes, Jafari.”

“We are at the point of rescue.”

“How do you know?”

“I placed a call when the fuel ran out.”

“The fuel?”

“I mentioned that we should get fuel, but in a hurry, you were.”

“Yeah, I remember. What call did you make?”

“Triple-A. They should be here shortly.”

“Fuel. Why didn’t I think of that?”

“Why didn’t you think of Triple-A?”

“We need to go back and start over.”

“You said it. Just Jafari and me.”

“Shut up, Harold.”