This weekend's Trifextra Challenge is to write a scene from the point of view of at least three different people. And each POV needs to be exactly 33 words.
Here is my entry:
Shifting to her side, she gave him her back. She was tired of listening to him. She was a Lamb of God now; she knew He would make miracles happen with her money.
**
He heard her mumble something ludicrous about lambs and God. But she was nothing more than a sheep. She was signing her money away to strangers, money he had counted on for years.
**
It barely registered when the mother and son quit bickering; the minister was so caught up in processing the old woman's donation. Already, he could hear the waves lapping the beach-he couldn't wait.
I really wanted to make three poems, but I couldn't do it this weekend. Well, I probably could if I tried harder, but I like how this turned out as it is anyway.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Friday, April 27, 2012
Limerick Quest
Usually when I wake up in the middle of the night I have one or two lines of a song stuck in my head. No matter how long I am awake, or what else I try to think about, the song plays incessantly in the background of my mind. But the other night it was different. The other night I had the beat of a good limerick playing instead. So, in my half-asleep, still feverish daze, I tried to make every thought I had fit the pattern of a limerick. It was at the same time awesome-I wish I had thought to get out of bed and write-and annoying-it is much harder to go to sleep when your mind is actively working in such a way.
Unfortunately, all the extra practice I put in that night into limerick creation did not help me with this week's Limerick-Off over at MadKane's humor blog. As I have mentioned, I'm generally not ever funny on purpose. Sometimes I accidentally come up with something pretty good, sometimes my limerick efforts can even bring a small chuckle, but a lot of the time, like this week, they just aren't funny. This week's first line is: "A fellow was off on a quest" or "A woman was off on a quest". I couldn't resist the cheesy, obvious "chest" rhyme, if you don't mind I'll blame the extra lameness this week on the side effects of my antibiotics. ;)
A woman was off on a quest,
for he who the stories professed,
would dance upon strings,
and buy her nice things,
for the promise of glimpsing her chest!
I could promise that next week's entry for the limerick-off will be both funny and creative, but all I can promise is I won't be on any meds so I'll be able to try harder to avoid the obvious rhymes.
Unfortunately, all the extra practice I put in that night into limerick creation did not help me with this week's Limerick-Off over at MadKane's humor blog. As I have mentioned, I'm generally not ever funny on purpose. Sometimes I accidentally come up with something pretty good, sometimes my limerick efforts can even bring a small chuckle, but a lot of the time, like this week, they just aren't funny. This week's first line is: "A fellow was off on a quest" or "A woman was off on a quest". I couldn't resist the cheesy, obvious "chest" rhyme, if you don't mind I'll blame the extra lameness this week on the side effects of my antibiotics. ;)
A woman was off on a quest,
for he who the stories professed,
would dance upon strings,
and buy her nice things,
for the promise of glimpsing her chest!
I could promise that next week's entry for the limerick-off will be both funny and creative, but all I can promise is I won't be on any meds so I'll be able to try harder to avoid the obvious rhymes.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Misplaced Confidence
It's amazing how you don't realize just how awful you've been feeling until you start feeling good! My meds have lame side effects: nausea, dizziness, upset stomach, tiredness. Basically I have felt no different since starting the meds. But tonight, in that little window of time when the last dose of antibiotics was wearing off and the new dose hadn't fully kicked in, I felt amazing. Like I haven't felt in weeks!
I felt well enough this evening to actually sit and think and write for a bit. Tonight I decided to focus on the current Trifecta challege. The word count limitations are 33-333 words; I really like cutting my entry down to exactly 33 words, especially since I am still on my poetry kick.
This week's chosen word is "confidence" and the third definition is "a relation of trust or intimacy" and here is my entry:
Her voice rasped,
rattling on and on.
The younger girl waited,
listened,
waited.
She was close,
closer than ever.
Soon she would have
the old woman's confidence.
Soon a fortune would be hers.
I felt well enough this evening to actually sit and think and write for a bit. Tonight I decided to focus on the current Trifecta challege. The word count limitations are 33-333 words; I really like cutting my entry down to exactly 33 words, especially since I am still on my poetry kick.
This week's chosen word is "confidence" and the third definition is "a relation of trust or intimacy" and here is my entry:
Her voice rasped,
rattling on and on.
The younger girl waited,
listened,
waited.
She was close,
closer than ever.
Soon she would have
the old woman's confidence.
Soon a fortune would be hers.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Procrastination is not always for the best.
I procrastinate on many things in my day-to-day. It's always easier to put off what can be done later. And if it that something is optional it may be put off quite permanently. I even procrastinate on issues involving my health.
I put off going to the doctor over my fever and chills this weekend because I knew it was a virus. There is nothing that can be done for a virus; there is no point in seeking medical care. Especially when you are uninsured and funds are already tight. Even when your husband insists day after day that something is wrong. "When the Tylenol doesn't work anymore," was my response Friday night, Saturday all day, and most of Sunday.
When my fever returned Sunday evening I decided to go in, even though I didn't think it was as high as it had been and the chills had not come with it. This made me think I was getting better but I still felt really crappy and I had to work all week and the pressure from my husband had finally gotten to me.
I checked into the hospital with a 102.8° temperature (if this was my temp when I thought it wasn't so bad I wonder how high it was earlier when I was hot to the touch?!) and they ran some tests and suspected the flu. Which required a nose swab--a 4" long stick that was put in both sides of my nose way up into my sinuses. Ouch-I told her that next to childbirth that may have been the worst thing I had ever experienced!
Oh, one of my other symptoms that I have had for a couple weeks, therefore obviously unrelated, is a cramp/pain in my left side, which fluctuated from barely painful to fully immobilizing at times. Dr. Google suggested indigestion and gas pills would occasionally relieve the more severe pain. More proof that this was unrelated to my current virus. I did mention it to the doctor, as well as the fact that I had had three bladder infections in the last month, the first I self-treated with amoxycillin, the other two I caught early enough to flush out with cranberry juice (as I had been advised to attempt numerous times in the past since I get at least one if not several a year).
Turns out I have a severe UTI. I have no symptoms because it's not in my bladder, it's in my kidney but luckily the blood tests showed it has not progressed into the dangerous kind of kidney infection. It is severe enough though that they had to give me a shot of antibiotics as well as a 7-day script of pills.
The nurse asked me which side I wanted my shot. I told her I am right-handed, so the left side please. To which she replied: "No dear, it goes in the cheek-not the arm, and from what I've heard hurts like hell". Wow. She was not kidding. I mentally took back my earlier statement about the nasal swab being second only to childbirth. My ass hurt like hell!! And true to her word, it hurt all day today as well.
So the point of all this is to say not to procrastinate where your health is concerned!!
I put off going to the doctor over my fever and chills this weekend because I knew it was a virus. There is nothing that can be done for a virus; there is no point in seeking medical care. Especially when you are uninsured and funds are already tight. Even when your husband insists day after day that something is wrong. "When the Tylenol doesn't work anymore," was my response Friday night, Saturday all day, and most of Sunday.
When my fever returned Sunday evening I decided to go in, even though I didn't think it was as high as it had been and the chills had not come with it. This made me think I was getting better but I still felt really crappy and I had to work all week and the pressure from my husband had finally gotten to me.
I checked into the hospital with a 102.8° temperature (if this was my temp when I thought it wasn't so bad I wonder how high it was earlier when I was hot to the touch?!) and they ran some tests and suspected the flu. Which required a nose swab--a 4" long stick that was put in both sides of my nose way up into my sinuses. Ouch-I told her that next to childbirth that may have been the worst thing I had ever experienced!
Oh, one of my other symptoms that I have had for a couple weeks, therefore obviously unrelated, is a cramp/pain in my left side, which fluctuated from barely painful to fully immobilizing at times. Dr. Google suggested indigestion and gas pills would occasionally relieve the more severe pain. More proof that this was unrelated to my current virus. I did mention it to the doctor, as well as the fact that I had had three bladder infections in the last month, the first I self-treated with amoxycillin, the other two I caught early enough to flush out with cranberry juice (as I had been advised to attempt numerous times in the past since I get at least one if not several a year).
Turns out I have a severe UTI. I have no symptoms because it's not in my bladder, it's in my kidney but luckily the blood tests showed it has not progressed into the dangerous kind of kidney infection. It is severe enough though that they had to give me a shot of antibiotics as well as a 7-day script of pills.
The nurse asked me which side I wanted my shot. I told her I am right-handed, so the left side please. To which she replied: "No dear, it goes in the cheek-not the arm, and from what I've heard hurts like hell". Wow. She was not kidding. I mentally took back my earlier statement about the nasal swab being second only to childbirth. My ass hurt like hell!! And true to her word, it hurt all day today as well.
So the point of all this is to say not to procrastinate where your health is concerned!!
Saturday, April 21, 2012
I survived...Barely.
That shouldn't be in past tense, but I'm wiped out so the day is pretty much over for me--it's six and I'm officially old now so it's okay to call it a day, right? Anyway, today is the big day. 30. It sounds so weird. Up 'til yesterday I could still call myself a kid and now I probably can't.
I wish I could say I was spending my non-blogging time the last couple days doing something productive but aside from some blog reading, browsing Facebook and finishing the book I was reading, I haven't done crap! I have a valid excuse (still just an excuse though). For the last three days I have ended up with a high fever, chills and a headache. Then once the Tylenol kicks in I feel like I am dying from the heat. I am sure I have some form of the nasty throat virus my husband just got over, but I have had no pain or issues at all with my throat. Very weird. Very annoying.
Since I feel crappy we stayed around home all day today. My cousin and his family brought over pizza and cake, after hanging out and bs'ing a while they had to leave, and my daughter went into hysterics! It was hysterically funny and awful and sad all at the same time..She ran up to their son, who is 7 I believe, and clutched his waist, shrieking and crying. And we let it go on for at least two minutes. Because we are all mean adults. She probably needed a nap, but she also loves her little cousin; I'm not sure he's always as thrilled to have a three year old trailing him when we're all together though.
I also received some exciting news as far as my writing goes, but I heard it third party so I'll wait until it is confirmed to commit it to the internet!
Tomorrow we are attempting the beach again, I will be wearing at least a t-shirt and maybe full pants. Since obviously putting sunblock on often enough isn't a strong point of mine. Plus I'm still suffering from last weekend's sunburn. And after that I am picking up a case of books to distribute for World Book Night, I'm very excited about that.
I wish I could say I was spending my non-blogging time the last couple days doing something productive but aside from some blog reading, browsing Facebook and finishing the book I was reading, I haven't done crap! I have a valid excuse (still just an excuse though). For the last three days I have ended up with a high fever, chills and a headache. Then once the Tylenol kicks in I feel like I am dying from the heat. I am sure I have some form of the nasty throat virus my husband just got over, but I have had no pain or issues at all with my throat. Very weird. Very annoying.
Since I feel crappy we stayed around home all day today. My cousin and his family brought over pizza and cake, after hanging out and bs'ing a while they had to leave, and my daughter went into hysterics! It was hysterically funny and awful and sad all at the same time..She ran up to their son, who is 7 I believe, and clutched his waist, shrieking and crying. And we let it go on for at least two minutes. Because we are all mean adults. She probably needed a nap, but she also loves her little cousin; I'm not sure he's always as thrilled to have a three year old trailing him when we're all together though.
I also received some exciting news as far as my writing goes, but I heard it third party so I'll wait until it is confirmed to commit it to the internet!
Tomorrow we are attempting the beach again, I will be wearing at least a t-shirt and maybe full pants. Since obviously putting sunblock on often enough isn't a strong point of mine. Plus I'm still suffering from last weekend's sunburn. And after that I am picking up a case of books to distribute for World Book Night, I'm very excited about that.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Thirty
I didn't have a post last night, I was working on my Trifecta entry. The term this week is "observe", using the third definition which is to celebrate or solemnize an occasion (that's obviously a paraphrase, you can find the actual definition on Trifecta's page).
I'm feeling a bit narcissistic and instead of creating a fictitious poem or short story I'm writing about my upcoming birthday. Last night I made quite a few starts but they all sounded depressing or depressing, none of them seemed to fit a poem-not without cheesy rhymes (who hasn't seen some variation of the dirty/flirty/thirty combo on a "For Her" birthday card before?). Tonight I started over and began with a lame paragraph that fit the requirements but certainly didn't please me, then out of nowhere this came to me:
The edge of thirty approaches,
How crazy anxious
I am becoming,
Random failed feats are finding me.
This day I no longer want to observe
Yells: "only a few short days left to go."
It's still a bit depressing, maybe a tad cheesy, but trust me-it is way better than what I could've posted! I don't know why I didn't think of spelling thirty vertically sooner, it made a huge difference in my thinking process tonight.
Thanks for reading :)
I'm feeling a bit narcissistic and instead of creating a fictitious poem or short story I'm writing about my upcoming birthday. Last night I made quite a few starts but they all sounded depressing or depressing, none of them seemed to fit a poem-not without cheesy rhymes (who hasn't seen some variation of the dirty/flirty/thirty combo on a "For Her" birthday card before?). Tonight I started over and began with a lame paragraph that fit the requirements but certainly didn't please me, then out of nowhere this came to me:
The edge of thirty approaches,
How crazy anxious
I am becoming,
Random failed feats are finding me.
This day I no longer want to observe
Yells: "only a few short days left to go."
It's still a bit depressing, maybe a tad cheesy, but trust me-it is way better than what I could've posted! I don't know why I didn't think of spelling thirty vertically sooner, it made a huge difference in my thinking process tonight.
Thanks for reading :)
Annoyed, in haiku
After last week's embarrassing screw-up, where I miscounted my syllables several dozen times, I made sure to count these a dozen and one times!
This week's prompt for Sensational Haiku Wednesday at You Know That Blog is "Annoyance".
Here are three things that have recently or are currently annoying me:
Green lights equal go;
If the road is clear, don't drive
under the limit!
There's one little hair
Refusing to stay put; it's
Always in my eyes.
For lack of sunblock
I dealt with nasty blisters
Now it's time to itch.
Have a great night!
This week's prompt for Sensational Haiku Wednesday at You Know That Blog is "Annoyance".
Here are three things that have recently or are currently annoying me:
Green lights equal go;
If the road is clear, don't drive
under the limit!
There's one little hair
Refusing to stay put; it's
Always in my eyes.
For lack of sunblock
I dealt with nasty blisters
Now it's time to itch.
Have a great night!
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