Sunday, April 15th, 2:00pm
Yvonne and Sarah
Yvonne: I think Quinn’s fooling around on me.
Sarah: No way!
Yvonne: (nods) He came home yesterday with enough paint to do the whole house.
Sarah: So?
Yvonne: Three-quarters of the rooms are wallpapered.
Sarah: Hmm. I’d keep an eye on him if I were you.
Next stop: Monday, April 16th, 5:00pm
Welcome to my literary montage, which, in other words means Hi, it’s another random post. A post of stuff I like. Random stuff. Like the flowers outside that have been buried under inches of freezing rain but that looked like this two days ago.
Early spring flowers, silky and purple with fuzzy yellow stamens.
I like taking pictures. I wish I had a real camera. You know–a REAL camera.
I like traveling to different places and I like walking, especially when my body is in shape.
And I like the Glorious Sons.
They’re an amazing band out of Kingston, Ontario.
You might have noticed I like writing, too. Especially when I can sneak in the letter M without anyone noticing that I’m not really doing the A to Z Challenge when I really am. (Shhhh!! I don’t think they’ve caught on yet.)
What do you like to do?
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This post is brought to you by Stream of Consciousness Saturday and NOT AT ALL by #atozchallenge. Here’s the link to SoCS: https://lindaghill.com/2018/04/13/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-14-18/
Note: Strong language
Saturday, April 14th, 3:00pm
Quinn and Serge
Serge: Glad you came last night?
Quinn: (sighs) Yeah I guess.
Serge: Listen, bro. You got nothing to feel guilty about. It was just a little window shopping.
Quinn: Yvonne wouldn’t agree.
Serge: (shrugs) So don’t tell her.
Quinn stands.
Serge: Hey, where are you going? This isn’t your stop.
Quinn: No, but I’ve gotta get off. The paint store’s right there.
Serge: (laughs) Pussy.
Next stop: Sunday, April 15th, 2:00pm
It’s raining at the moment. Starting at 5am Saturday we’ll be getting rained on by ice pellets, until 11am when the snow will start. That’ll be a nice spring treat until the ice pellets come back at 9pm and continue until 7pm Sunday. Yes, 22 hours of ice pellets. Then it’s gonna rain. Until Tuesday.
All this to say if I disappear over the weekend, it’s likely because I’ve lost my power. No data on my phone, so no webz nohow.
Time to get out the hockey skates, eh?
Just don’t tell the neighbours it’s all because Karma’s coming to get me for illegally tagging on to the A to Z Challenge. They’ll freakin’ lynch me. Eh?
Friday, April 13th, 5:00pm
Candice (and Justin)
Candice sits at the window. Justin takes the seat beside her.
Candice: Hey loverboy, long time no see.
Justin: Yeah, I’ve been working on getting out of my contract with Mr. Splin … that guy I was working for.
Candice: You free now then?
Justin: Just about.
Candice: Great. Madam’s looking for a bouncer at the dungeon. You interested?
Justin: Do you think she’d hire me, me being a client and all?
Candice: I don’t see why not. You might have to stop being a client though.
Justin frowns.
Candice: (smiles) I can take care of you privately if you like.
Justin: (smiles back) When can I start?
Next stop: Saturday, April 14th, 3:00pm
I can’t believe it’s Friday already! But there you go: it is, so that means I’m here with your Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Well, the good news is Alex is back at school today. So with enough coffee, I should be good to go. Other than a niggling headache, I seem to have escaped his cold. (Touch wood.) Here’s your prompt:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mon.” Use the letters “mon” in a word, or use it as a word by itself. Have fun!
After you’ve written your Saturday post tomorrow, please link it here at this week’s prompt page and check to make sure it’s here in the comments so others can find it and see your awesome Stream of Consciousness post. Anyone can join in!
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Here are the rules:
1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.
2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.
3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.
4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.
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6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!
7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.
8. Have fun!
Do we kill time? Or does time kill itself?
Think about it. A moment only goes by because another moment has taken its place.
Like time is stomping on itself
stomping itself out
to get to the next and the next.
“Ticking” is just a less scary way of perceiving it.
Sweet dreams. 🙂
Thursday, April 12th, 5:00pm
Quinn and Serge
Serge: You up for a game of poker Friday night?
Quinn: No, man. I’m too tired.
Serge: Wife still on your case about painting the kitchen?
Quinn: I wish that’s all it was. Yvonne’s just friggin’ nuts since she’s been pregnant.
Serge: You should come to the game. Be a good way to escape.
Quinn snorts.
Serge: I got some cute honeys coming over.
Quinn: (regards him, thinking) I’ll let you know if I can get away.
Next stop: Friday, April 13th, 5:00pm
Oh universe, how you seem to love throwing challenges at me. Do you do it just for shits and giggles? Or is the purpose of it to “make me stronger,” since nothing has killed me yet?
Alex is sick. And I feel like I might be coming down with whatever he has. This cold (I really hope it’s not the flu–he’s had a shot, I haven’t) came on fast. He spent most of the day laying on the couch and he’s complaining of a very sore throat. The dry air in the house combined with his stuffed up nose likely isn’t helping.
I suppose there’s some good news: I won’t have to get up at 5:30 in the morning to feed him.
I think I’ll go to bed early. Staying up late certainly won’t help me stay healthy.
Cheers with vitamin C, my friends.
Wednesday, April 11th, 5:00pm
Hillary (and Drommen)
Hillary sits at the window. Drommen stops in the aisle beside her.
Hillary: (looking up at him) You gonna sit?
Drommen: Is that an invitation?
Hillary shrugs. Drommen sits.
Drommen: How have you been keeping?
Hillary: Okay I guess. I got hit on by another guy on the bus the other day.
Drommen: Not another flasher, I hope.
Hillary: What do you care?
Drommen: (sighs) I do care about you.
Hillary: So you wanna get together then?
Drommen: Change of heart?
Hillary: (shrugs) You’re better then Sean. He’s an asshole.
Drommen: (pats her knee) Know what? You can find someone better than me too. (moves to get up)
Hillary: (grabs his sleeve) Wait! I didn’t mean it that way.
Drommen: Yes you did. And so do I.
Drommen changes seats.
Next stop: Thursday, April 12th, 5:00pm
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