Stream of Consciousness Saturday – television

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Our Just Jot it January and Stream of Consciousness Saturday combo prompt is: television.  Brought to us by lindaghill.com. Pop on over and check out the responses, I know I’m going to.

Hmmm, I don’t quite know what to say about “television.” You see, I’m one of those people, the uninformed, the not-in-the-know, you know those people who haven’t heard about the latest “orange haired clown” fiasco until I either bump across it while searching the internet or somebody mentions it in a blog. I have no idea what “game of thrones” or the latest “naked and afraid” (is there really a show named that? *insert shaking head*) stories are. These are words I have heard from people trying (in vain) to communicate with me. I just don’t watch TV. The last cooking show I watched was “The Galloping Gourmet”, go look it up, yeah it’s been that long and yeah, I’m still pissed off about Firefly. Continue reading “Stream of Consciousness Saturday – television”

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Not Just Companions

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Today’s Just Jot it January prompt is brought to us by Di: Companionship.  Do pop over and give her a read, you won’t regret it! While you’re out there is cyberspace, check out the January Jot challenge at lindaghill.com and come join in the fun.

Not Just Companions

Star sat alone on the stump of a tree in the old forest. How had she come to this? “I’m no leader,” she muttered to the surrounding trees “I’m a bloody barrista! Has to be a mistake. I’m not a soldier. How on earth am I supposed to get this company across the entire landmass to rescue the Water Guardian who has like a bjillion times more power than we all have together?” Star kicked an unoffensive branch as she paced worrying at every detail of their plan. It was insane, they were all going to be killed, she was sure of that. She continued her restless pacing and kicking. Continue reading “Not Just Companions”

Inch by Inch

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For the Just Jot it January # 17 brought to us by lindaghill.com, thanks Linda

Many thanks to John Holton for today’s prompt: Inch

My writing exercise for today:

“Write a 100 word story about a single moment, a conversation at breakfast, a personal decision, an interaction with a stranger. Any single moment focus on the detail of that moment.”

Inch by Inch

Step by step, inch by inch, she crept closer. The moment between one foot coming down soundlessly in front of the other. Her breath was quiet and still. Tiny sounds came to her from the alleyway. A mouse skittering to it’s hole, a moth mindlessly bumping against the globe of the street lamp, the sounds of people coming and going, living and breathing; out of sight on the other side of the darkness. Shadows moved across the ground, clouds passing over the moon high in the sky as her eyes adjusted to the deep gloom of the alley. She waited.

Word count 100

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Paris

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For the Just Jot it January challenge brought to us by lindaghill.com.  Today’s prompt brought to us by Kelli – Paris

Paris

There was something about Paris in the spring. The heady floral scent mixed with the sounds and smells of humans hurrying about their short, meaningless lives. Solanj sipped her coffee and watched the people walking by. The sky was blue and the air crisp.

He appeared from out of nowhere beside her table perching urgently on the seat next to her. In a breathy french accent he whispered “Cheri, I must paint you naked in the moonlight, you are my muse, my inspiration.”

He made a grab for her hand but Solanj’s reflexes were too well trained to permit such a casual touch. With lightning speed she clasped his wrist, fingers digging painfully into the tendons until she heard his gasp. “Run away little mouse,” she simply said “lest you come to harm.” Her voice held no whisper, no shout, no demand, just suggestion.

She released his hand and he quickly ran away. Solanj went back to her coffee.

word count 162

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Fire Fairy

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Fire Fairy

The waters were still in the pond where Faelinn crouched. She scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face. Watching the ripples as they radiated out, only to vanish in the depths. As the water stilled once again, Faelinn stared at her reflection. The black hair streaked with sullen red lay lank and lifeless against her shoulders. Her face was dirty and she felt the grit and grime of the last days heavy upon her fair skin. The water looked cold and blissfully clean. Continue reading “Fire Fairy”

Just Jot it January 13

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For Just Jot it January brought to us by lindaghill.com

 

Thanks to Teresa for today’s prompt: Undiscovered  

Workout

Gwren was flustered. No, it was more like, frustrated, no more like angry, no pissed off, that what he was royally pissed off! He pulled his sword and proceeded to exact his revenge for the unappealing emotion on an unoffending oak tree. He struck and dodged and danced in a training routine, magic flowing into the blade as he struck again and again. It was good to be training, it took all his attention. No distractions. He whirled the blade overhead and brought it down in a solid blow that completely severed a branch the size of an ogre’s arm. Continue reading “Just Jot it January 13”

Just Jot it January/Stream of Consciousness Saturday Art

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Our Just Jot it January prompt today is the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt “ART”

What is art? Does art, like beauty, lie in the eye of the beholder? Apparently, it does. On a recent trip to an art museum, I saw a lot of paintings, sculptures and drawings that just made my mind go “hmmm, that’s art? My 4 year old great grandson does better work than that.” But, I turn around and ponder a somewhat obscure Monet. I can get lost in the flow and patterns and wander about in that painting for hours. I get art, but some art, I just don’t “get.” That’s OK. In fact it’s wonderful. It is those differences in what we see, what we like, what moves us and what we are moved to create that binds the entire creative galaxy together. Continue reading “Just Jot it January/Stream of Consciousness Saturday Art”