Bishop

His name is Bishop and he lives across the street. He uses the front step as a soapbox. He stands out there for hours every day, making pronouncements to the universe that includes houses on every side of his. I’m not sure what he’s talking about. I don’t speak his language. But his voice is hard to block out. It would be better if it were a bass note, a deep arf. But it’s a high pitched yip. Yip, yip, yip. All day. Bishop has a lot to say.

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Smooth

Right now, at this minute, a row of Frankenstein staples line my knee. It looks like the dickens, I can tell you that for sure. The staples come out today and soon I’ll have a knee smooth as a baby’s bottom. Okay. Maybe not quite that smooth. But smooth. Yeah, I’ll be as smooth as they come.

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Flying Dragons

The flying dragon with its sparkly blue wings and fearsome teeth didn’t scare me. The bejeweled legs and the sharp horn didn’t scare me. The flashing tail and the two heads didn’t scare me. I might starve to death crouching in this cave with that blue dragon just outside, but I wouldn’t be scared while I did it.

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Smoke

The sky looks gray today. Like the sky is full of smoke. But it might be clouds. So the question becomes, do I take the umbrella or not? I’m convinced that if I DO take the umbrella, it won’t rain. So, to bring good luck to my very dry city, I should NOT take the umbrella. Then it will rain, right?

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How Ya Been?

Hey, I’m back. How ya been? Writing, I hope. I may not be 100% regular on posting, but I’m feeling good enough to prop my computer on my lap and type away. Let’s write!

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Carry On

I’ll be away for a week or maybe more getting myself a new knee. Carry on in my absence by exploring the archives and finding yourself a topic (there are over 2500 writing prompts to choose from here) and keep writing. Just write!

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The Incident

I didn’t want to talk about the incident. But when the police came to question me about it they were insistent. They began to act as if they would lock me up if I didn’t reveal what I knew.

It was so humiliating. How could I explain what happened and keep my dignity intact? It had nothing to do with the crime, so why did it matter?

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Bologna

“It’s true. I promise.”

“What a load of bologna, Teddy. You don’t expect me to believe that crock. Now tell me the truth.”

“Really, Dad. A spaceship picked me up and I lost my homework.” Teddy held out his arms. “But I’m fine. See. They didn’t even hurt me.”

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New and Improved

Not so long ago, I was one of those early adopters. Always wanting the newest thing, the latest thing. Now I’m annoyed by all the new. Things change so fast you can hardly figure them out before they change again. I want to watch the wind in the trees and not think about the newest thing. In a cabin in the mountains would be a nice place to do that. Got one to loan me?

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Shower

Do you sing in the shower? Do your best thinking in the shower? Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about taking a shower. I’m about to have a knee replacement surgery and I’ve been obsessed with grab bars and shower seats and all kinds of showering assistance devices. I never realized how lucky I was to just be able to step in the shower and wash off.

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