It was an act of charity, my decision to kiss him. I just felt sorry for him, nothing more. He looked so forlorn, almost like he was going to cry if something didn’t cheer him up immediately. I planted a big, wet one right on his kisser.
Oh, wait, this wasn’t so bad . . .
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Charity
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Writing prompt, fiction on February 10, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Hope
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Essay, Photo Writing Prompt, Writing prompt on February 9, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Thanks to the influence of El Niño, New Mexico has had good snow this winter. Climate change weirdness has deprived Colorado of said snow, so our actual spring runoff is supposed to be about average when you combine the two. But the daffodils in my New Mexico yard are excited about the moisture and poke [...]
Microfiction Monday #17
Posted in Childhood memory, Children's Writing Prompts, Microfiction Monday, Photo Writing Prompt, Writing prompt, fiction on February 8, 2010 | 12 Comments »
Are you nuts? What do you mean, you won’t use a phone unless you can put it in your pocket? Can you imagine how long the cord would be?
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Laundromat
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Writing prompt, fiction on February 5, 2010 | 3 Comments »
I hate the laundromat. I hate laundry. I hate juggling boxes of soap and dryer sheets while carrying heavy sacks. Still, it has to be done. I lugged two big bags of dirty clothes into the laundromat and started 8 machines going. With the machinery chugging along, I planted myself in an uncomfortable green plastic [...]
In winter
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Essay, Writing prompt on February 4, 2010 | 6 Comments »
In winter the view expands. Leaves that hid the view all summer are gone. Left behind are tangled branches, some holding messy birds’ nests, through which you can see the mountains.
In winter’s low light, the mountains are defined by shadows. When it snows, you can pick out individual trees at the higher elevations as they [...]
Cowardly Lion
Posted in Childhood memory, Children's Writing Prompts, Opinion, Writing prompt on February 3, 2010 | 1 Comment »
The New Mexico Senate passed a bill supporting “domestic partnerships” in NM yesterday. A behind-the-times step toward equality. Then they immediately buried the bill in a finance committee from which it may never emerge. The POTUS yesterday said he wanted to get rid of “don’t ask, don’t tell.” He proposed a year long study about [...]
Slipped
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Essay, Writing prompt on February 2, 2010 | 2 Comments »
I’m always early. I always beat my deadlines. In eons of living, I have not slipped on a deadline. Until now. I don’t like the feeling. It’s like a headache or a sore back. It nags.
I’m having trouble writing a chapter for a web design book. My chapter is to be 40 pages long. For [...]
Microfiction Monday #16
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Microfiction Monday, Photo Writing Prompt, Writing prompt, fiction on February 1, 2010 | 16 Comments »
Eat at the Mystery Hole! You’ll love our charming vintage decor, delicious barbecue, and covered outdoor seating.
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Wait
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Writing prompt, fiction on January 29, 2010 | 4 Comments »
There are times when waiting patiently is possible. I can wait out a traffic snarl or inch my way up a long line. When I’m waiting to start something, waiting to take action, waiting for a change that feels important—in those times the wait seems unbearable. The most unbearable wait of all is when I’m [...]
Run
Posted in Children's Writing Prompts, Essay, Opinion, Writing prompt on January 28, 2010 | 6 Comments »
Last night the POTUS delivered the SOTU address. My daughter told me her TV didn’t get that channel—you may not know what those letters mean either. I was fascinated by the language used in the speech. Phrases like “run for the hills” made it a much less erudite discourse than we’ve heard from our national [...]


