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Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Just”
The black machine just sits, waiting for a command. The touchpad offers selections to please every coffee lover’s taste. The conundrum is which to select. There’s the Americano, flat white, cappuccino, Latte, espresso, single cup, and double cup. My finger follows its muscle memory and selects the double cup. The icon lights up to let […]
Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt – Small
I randomly opened Eternal Road – The final stop to page 131. Without looking, I pointed to the page, and the word “small” was closest to my finger. Small by John W. Howell © 2024 “Can you see it?” “Damn, that is pretty small.” “Here, take this magnifier.” “It still is too small to see […]
Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt – Courtroom
I opened Circumstances of Childhood randomly to page 189 and pointed at the page without looking. The word closest to my finger was “courtroom.” Courtroom by John W. Howell © 2024 “You may call your witness counselor.” “Thank you, Your Honor. The state calls Ms. Charlene Roste.” “Ms. Roste, do you swear to tell the […]
Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Starts with Under.”
A bright new day is underway. (Is this poetry or what?) The Coffee machine senses the need for fast service. A mere touch of the start button sets a series of machinations in motion that end with an olfactory-pleasing mug of the life-saving elixir. Understanding the memory restoration properties of Columbia’s second most lucrative export, […]
Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt – Wave
I opened My GRL randomly to page 73. Without looking, I pointed to the page, and the word closest to my finger was “wave.” I will be away from my computer this morning and will not get to comments until later. Wave by John W. Howell © 2024 “Look out there.” “Where?” “Past the third […]
Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – Chill
The message on the control pad was clear in its meaning. The lone word, “Chill,” meant coffee would be delayed. Drumming fingers on the kitchen counter does no good whatsoever. An eternity passes until the slow drool of lifesaving elixir begins from the twin spouts. Finally, I take a first sip, which comes just as […]
Tuesday – Anything Possible – Prompt – Position
Today, I opened Circumstances of Childhood randomly to page 115. Without looking, I pointed at the page, and my finger fell closest to the word “position.” Position by John W. Howell © 2024 “So, what position do you play?” “I pretty much play them all.” “You’re kidding.” “No, I figured if I was going to […]
Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – Mug
The coffee machine has the day off. Here’s what happened. Daughter went to Costa Rica and brought back some coffee. The coffee was already ground, so using the machine to brew a cup was not impossible, but it was close to it. A French Press was conscripted into action. Boiling water, tablespoons of coffee, and […]
Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Word that starts with Kn”
One knows when the machine is going to function correctly. There are no knocks or pings, and the aroma begins immediately. This knowledge comes from years of experience relying on machines for life-affirming elixir. Today is good in that the liquid pours from the twin spouts like it is happy to see me. One sip […]
Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt – Contemplation
Today, I opened Our Justice randomly to page 151. I pointed to the page with my eyes closed, and the word contemplation was closest to my finger. Contemplation by John W. Howell © 2024 “You’re quiet.” “Yeah.” “Is it a contemplation, or are you not feeling well?” “A little of both, I suppose.” “Aw. What […]
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