From my desk: 10/19/2020

I have this “thing” that all of a sudden words just randomly come to my mind.

The other day I woke up and just said: doppelganger

I can hear myself saying: diabetic ketoacidosis even when the commercials are not on for medications.

Sometimes it will be a random name…

I also have a “problem” that I don’t necessarily hear what people are saying and I am the first to tell them what it is I actually heard. Usually what I hear has absolutely nothing with whatever the person is saying.

Does anyone else do this? Is there a name for it (besides crazy)?

Anyhow, I thought I would share because sometimes I would like to share my thoughts so it would make more sense where the stuff comes from!

Peace to you all!

MLMM Wordle 211

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Our words this week

Affluent
Humming Bird
Dose
Swirl
Mighty
Iridescent
Indigenous
Inspiration
Petals
Spirited
Pull
Lift

Written for MLMM: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/19/wordle-211-2/

Young Love

Veva knew the dance would be postponed but she still wanted to buy a pretty dress. She went to the special dress shop at the mall and fell in love with the gown in the window. It was iridescent and had flower petals swirled around the bodice. Her mood suddenly lifted; she felt spirited and had more inspiration to pull her grades up so she could go to the dance without worrying.  

Dreading the thought about the work she needed to complete for class, she turned her focus to the boy who wanted to accompany her to the dance. He came from an affluent family. His father’s family was indigenous to the area, giving her a dose of history when she spent time with them.  

On the other hand, his mother was native American and came from the west coast. When she was growing up the mighty hummingbird signified virtue and peace.  

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Recondite – #YDWordPrompt October 19, 2020

YDWP: https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/10/19/your-daily-word-prompt-Recondite-ydwordprompt-October-19-2020/

(of a subject or knowledge) little known; abstruse.

Milly walked through the aisles. She couldn’t find anything that piqued her interest. The teacher had given explicit instructions to find a topic that was something that would have enough information to write a report on. So many of the teen issues she was considering had recondite information and she could probably only write a paragraph about each topic.  

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Hardihood: Ragtag Daily Prompt

For: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/10/19/rdp-monday-hardihood/

boldness; daring

A Little Hero

Once upon a time there was a little man named Pipsqueak, that lived in a little house in a little neighborhood. He loved his little dog and his little house and made sure he always had little flowers planted and a little bit of green grass growing. One day Tony, one of the big men in town, had a big problem at his big house. He wanted to find a big friend, but most were in their own big homes.  

Ironically, Tony was looking down the street and saw Pipsqueak. Tony waved a big hand. Pipsqueak waved his little hand. In a big voice Tony said, “Pipsqueak, I have a big problem!” Pipsqueak nodded his little head to show he understood. “Don’t worry, Tony, I can help you a little.” Pipsqueak followed Tony back to his big home.  

Sometime later, Pipsqueak shook Tony’s big hand. “Thanks for that little bit of help,” said Tony. 

“It wasn’t a big deal,” Pipsqueak said, with a little laugh. 

“Pipsqueak you are the littlest man with the biggest amount of hardihood that I have ever met. 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Scuttlebutt – FOWC with Fandango

For: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/10/19/fowc-with-fandango-scuttlebutt/

rumor; gossip

Coffee Instead

Sitting around the water cooler 
or sitting on a boat 
we all like to laugh and smile, 
we all love to gloat. 

We think the things that we do right 
are better than the rest 
but this is all just scuttlebutt 
We can put it to the test. 

Did you really? Have you ever? 
Did they answer you? 
The best thing is to walk away 
Instead, enjoy a brew.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Blogging Insights

For this week’s edition of Blogging Insights, Dr. Tanya has turned to Sadje, of Keep It Alive, for the questions. Sadje has asked these questions:(https://saltedcaramel670.wordpress.com/2020/10/19/blogging-insights-51-blogging-etiquette-questions-from-sadje/)

How long should the comment thread be? For example, if some blogger likes your post and says so, you thank them. Then they say that you’re welcome or it’s a pleasure, afterwards most shift to emojis or smiley faces. It can go on for quite some while.
I think saying thank you can be the end. A lot of times when people thank me or say you are welcome I “like” the comment so that I am acknowledging that I received it. It is awkward sometimes because you don’t know what the other person is expecting. Do they want you to say “you’re welcome”? Does it have to be the same with every blogger or every post?
I think another part that gets tricky is when you say that you enjoyed someone’s writing but you don’t necessarily have a specific comment. I sometimes think, “Do they believe that I really read their post?” I guess what it all comes down to is getting to know the people you correspond with and what they either expect or would appreciate.

What is the acceptable protocol for reblogging?
I think reblogging is a great idea when you want to share something that someone else has posted. My biggest problem is that I think many times, even though I put a comment before reblogging, that people think the post is mine. I don’t know if they don’t notice it was reblogged. It makes me uncomfortable because I don’t want the original blogger to think I am taking credit for their work.

What should you do when people don’t respond to your comments on their posts? Should you stop commenting on their post or give them a reminder about your comment?
I don’t necessarily mind if people do or do not respond to my comments, unless it is a question. I think sometimes people have a limited amount of time to blog and you go through and read the comments but if you responded to each separately, you would get no actual blogging done on your end. I continue to comment on future things but not over and over about the same post.

Award posts: these are the trickiest regarding etiquette, as most people don’t even acknowledge that they were nominated for that particular award. What should be the proper way to deal with this situation?
My biggest question is where do they come from? and are they real? What I mean is, I have gotten nominated before and it is a nice gesture but it seems more like a chain-letter type of situation. You acknowledge who nominated you, then you nominate 10 more. Does anyone ever win? What do you win (I don’t mean real prizes – more like recognition) ? Do you get something to put on your blog to acknowledge you won?
Defined broadly as messages designed to be passed on for alternatively self-serving, altruistic or nefarious purposes, chain letters have taken an array of forms over the centuries. Now, amid the COVID-19 pandemic, the polarizing mode of communication is enjoying a renaissance, with individuals stuck at home forwarding recipe chains, inspirational quotes, photo challenges and other ostensibly comforting prompts to their friends and family.Still, even seemingly benign chains come with a catch. As one popular recipe exchange warns, “Seldom does anyone drop out because we all need new ideas.” The implication is clear: Participation—while not required—is strongly suggested. https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/chain-letters-swept-internet-they-raised-funds-orphans-and-conveyed-messages-god-180975005/

©2020 CBialczak

Man on a Train: Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #88

For: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/10/19/fandangos-flash-fiction-challenge-88/

Man on a Train

He sits upon the seat 
waiting for the day 
he gets to take a break,  
he gets to break away. 

He holds upon his lap 
his life in one big pack 
Tied with rope or twine 
the clothes upon his back. 

He ponders who he knows 
and who knows him as well 
For a stop is coming soon 
In some train he cannot dwell. 

Where will he go with his box? 
where will he go today? 
Are the answers in his pack? 
It is really hard to say. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry


 

Three Things Challenge #393

 The challenge is to simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you, using one, two or all three words in your post. https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/10/19/three-things-challenge-393/

Have fun and these are your three things today are:

INOCULATE
NEEDLE
JAB

I Challenged the Doc

When I went to the doctors  

I knew what he’d say 

Let’s see how you’ve grown 

Let’s see how much you weigh. 

With the greatest of worries 

I stepped on the scale 

I knew I was overweight 

Yup, hit the head of the nail. 

The doctor he looked at me 

Full of sick dread 

“you’d better lose weight 

Or you’ll soon wind up dead!” 

Then I got off the scale  

And knew the needle was next 

One jab of that thing 

Oh, my muscles did flex! 

To inoculate me 

In such a worrisome state 

Has made me forget  

The time and the date. 

So, I got up to leave 

And I said to the doc 

Next time it’s your turn 

And you can take stock 

Of how bad that thing hurts 

Maybe you even know 

But the look on your face 

Tells me I’d better just go.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 477

For: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/10/17/wordle-477/

She held out her hands. The skin leading up to her elbows was dry and there was a scar on her left arm. The gel that she spread on her arm had a bite to it, a sting she would have called it. She was no longer able to bend her arm after the accident and the weakness in her hand made her spill things. Her mother had bought her that frilly pair of gloves to help her hide her imperfections but with each passing day it seemed the list of problems grew. She had tried to call her dad but with all the COVID lockdowns she was no longer able to keep tabs on his whereabouts.  

©2020 CBialczak Fiction