Compared to the blog post of Norm Frampton, founder of Thursday Doors, my post with one little picture is teensy. I have yet to fully appreciate his awesome entry this week, which features one of the most famous landmarks in Toronto history, so what do you say we both go there after we get to the end of this post? There’ll be a link.
My Thursday Door is a tiny Thursday Door, on a little lending library I found whilst out wandering. Of course, I put my book in and took another.
Wednesday, April 18th, 8:00pm
Mr. Splindle and Edward
Mr. Splindle: So what were you doing before, Edward?
Edward: I worked for a man … er … I was an apprentice of sorts.
Mr. Splindle: That idea died, did it?
Edward: It dyed the wrong colour completely.
Mr. Splindle: And what do you like to do for fun?
Edward: Do you mean what are my hobbies?
Mr. Splindle: No! No, not at all. This isn’t an interview, son! It’s what you might call a recruitment! No, I just want to know what sorts of things might be distracting you from our little venture.
Edward: Well, I like to look at girls.
Mr. Splindle: So you like pussy, eh son? A man after my own heart.
Edward:(frowning) That’s not what I said.
Mr. Splindle: What are you talking about then, lad?
Edward: I like to look at girls, not cats.
Mr. Splindle regards him for a moment.
Edward: And I don’t like dogs.
Mr. Splindle:(pats him on the knee and smiles) Son, the cats we’re going to see tonight’ll have you howling like a dog at the moon.
Pretend you didn’t notice all the “p”s in the title. This is absolutely not part of the A to Z Challenge, where the letter of the day just happens to be “p.”
The masochist I am, I’m thinking about doing another month-long prompt. Because let’s face it, I can’t seem to stay away from them. …unless you count … umm … Just Jot it January! Yeah, that’s the ticket.
So I’m going to put up a poll–a poll for potentially perpetuating participation in a prompt. (It’s a coincidence!!) What I’d like you to vote for is which month you could see yourself doing a prompt. This prompt would be totally random writing assignments. You know, like actual prompts, unlike Stream of Consciousness Saturday where you only have a hint at what to write.
I’m only adding months that I know I can manage myself. Not January (JusJoJan), not February as Bee’s “Love is in Da Blog” prompt is that month, not April (because #atozchallenge, which has absolutely nothing to do with this post), and not October, November, nor December (Halloween and Alex’s birthday, NaNoWriMo, and Christmas, in that order). So what do we have left?
One doesn’t appreciate the ability to breathe through one’s nostrils, until one has a rotten cold. Or allergies.
Linda G. Hill
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And, I mean, we spill water around the spout of the electric kettle ALL the time when we’re filling it up.
Only today it made this really weird noise just as it began to boil. A noise like “zztzztzztzzt.” So I looked at it (because I was standing there waiting for it to boil) and I said out loud to it, “What the fuck is that noise?” And then I saw it in the reflection on the stove. A yellow glow. And I thought, hey, you’re on fire! So I pulled out the plug and the fire stopped. But when I finally got brave enough to pick the kettle up, the puddle of water on the counter was burning. Yes, burning. Not boiling. Burning.
So I said to the kettle, “You’re toast!” and I put it away where no one else will use it. After I poured the water for my tea of course. Let’s not get too crazy. I’m not going to throw out perfectly good boiling water for the sake of a little fire.
I’m just glad I was standing there. Standing there to say, “Nope, you’re not burning down MY kitchen!”
Monday, April 16th, 5:00pm
Farmer Brown (and Phil)
Farmer Brown sits at the window. Phil takes the seat beside him.
Phil:(sighs) Oh what a relief.
Farmer Brown: What would that be, son?
Phil: (smiles) I get my car back tomorrow.
Farmer Brown: (smiles back) Nothing quite like having your own vehicle, is there?
Phil: No sir, there’s not. It’s finally out of the shop after my accident, and I’m on the mend too.
Farmer Brown: And the open road is ahead of you.
Phil: Right you are. You know, it’s refreshing to find someone on the bus who really “gets it.” Someone sane for a change.
Farmer Brown: (nods, then takes phone out of his pocket) Excuse me, I have to get this.
Phil: You go ahead.
Farmer Brown: (into his phone) Hello? No. You’re kidding. Again? (frowns) Okay, put her on.
Farmer Brown glances at Phil and rolls his eyes.
Farmer Brown:(into his phone) Moo. Moo moo moo moo. Moomoomoo. Okay. (waits) Yeah, I told her. She promised not to do it again. Okay, see you soon. (hangs up and puts his phone back in his pocket. To Phil:) Damned sheep got out of the barn again.
I’m so happy to announce my new review on NetGalley. Not only is it a five-star review, it’s from the incredibly talented author, Carrie Rubin!
Here’s what she says about The Magician’s Curse on Amazon, Goodreads, and NetGalley:
A magician with special powers struggles with a curse that’s been in his family for generations. The main character, an almost 18-year-old girl who falls in love with him, has her own life turned upside down as she navigates his strange world.
It’s more romance-heavy than I typically read, but the unveiling of the mysterious magician’s story kept me turning the pages. The plot is well-paced and the characters are engaging. The book comes to a satisfying conclusion but also sets up the stage for book two. All in all an enjoyable read.
Thanks to NetGalley and the author for a free copy.
Thank you so much, Carrie for your enthusiastic review.
If you’d like to pick up my *award-winning novel, The Magician’s Curse, for free, it’s available until the end of the month on NetGalley. Please enjoy it!
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