Spoonie Instructions – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “instructions.” Write instructions for anything you know how to do. As detailed or as rambling as you’d like. Enjoy!

I find myself wishing there were instructions for how to navigate the hydrodynamics of chronic illness. Alas, with no directions, illustrations, or instructions to say “insert tab A into slot B” we must negotiate the sometimes treacherous twists and turns based on our own research, the winnowing of advice from others, and often our own gut instinct.

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Wine and Gossip – a Twittering Tale

Gossip flowed more freely than wine amongst the friends.

“So what’s up with Ted and Sue?”

“She left him”

“Oh too bad.”

“That’s not all, he claims she cursed him, he can’t perform at all now.”

As tittering laughter filled the air, Sue walked in. “Never mess with a witch,” she smiled.

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Train to Everywhere – a Stream of Consciousness Tale

For Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “chew/choo.” Use one or both, any way you’d like. Have fun!

“Chugachuga choo choo,” little Tommy shuffled up and down the aisle of the passenger car, playing train. His mother watched helplessly from her seat, with her infant daughter. The few other passengers were kindly tolerant of the boy’s antics. When he finally returned to his seat, his mother patiently dusted off his short pants and buckle strap boots. Adjusting her own ruffled cuffs, she reached into the basket she carried and produced a snack for her son.

Daddy’s Car – a Twittering Tale

Daddy’s Car – a Twittering Tale

Di loved the old bucket, most of her free time was spent repairing whatever had gone wrong that week. Still, Dinocar was eclectic with a fun personality. Di left the garage humming softly but turned quickly when she heard the radio playing her late Dad’s favorite song. “Dad ?”

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Freedom’s Path – a Crimson Creative Challenge

The path is seldom straight or true
but filled with twists and a bridge or two

Do I chance the path so overgrown
or ford the river deep and long

For life’s true freedom I do seek
but freedom is seldom for the meek

From the challenging path I never hide
I shall chance the rapids and dare the tide

From freedom’s path I’ll never part
with stars in my eyes and hope in my heart

word count 76

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Boating – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

For Stream of Consiousness Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “for/fore/four.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you want. Bonus points for using all three. Enjoy!

“But what’s it for?” Stella’s voiced whined in the tight confines of the small cabin.

“Well, see those four levers? Each controls a different part of the boat’s motion.” Zach replied as patiently as he could manage but the girl clearly had no boating aptitude.

Withies and Vines a Crimson Creative Challenge

The rock hut was ancient, abandoned long ago and forgotten by mortals and gods alike, it suited Shara’s purpose well. Here she was safe from the judgement of humans. Here, cloaked by nature and surrounded by growing things, she was at peace. Here she was alone, here she was free.

The withies were gathered to be woven into baskets and mats and all manner of useful things. In a few weeks, she would don her disguise, sell her baskets and return with what few items the forest could not provide. And no one would suspect that on the outskirts of their city winter’s frost never touched the vines and green things grew always, in the presence of Shara the Greenwitch.

word count 120

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP