I struggled with the prompt today because I had no clear way to start. Today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday from Linda G. Hill prompt is grab the closest book, close your eyes, open a random page, point to a word, and write about that word. I was sitting in the green chair when I read…
Hello darkness my old friendI’ve come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while i was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silence I’ve been humming this since I saw the prompt for today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday from Linda Hill: silent/silence. I’ve embedded…
Always loved this one from the Monster Manual XP. That's the prompt for today's (I did write this yesterday) Stream of Consciousness Saturday from Linda G. Hill. Those two letters brought me back immediately to my childhood days of playing Dungeons & Dragons. Why I don't play now, I simply don't know. For those unfamiliar…
Let's hope you're not doing this while reading! Photo by Tim Bish on Unsplash I'm yawning as I write this. I stayed up late last night watching Deadpool 2 again (something I'll probably do again). That was after watching Bohemian Rhapsody, which was not a yawner at all. Today's Stream of Consciousness Saturday's (on a Sunday) prompt was,…
Gently. Do not go gently into that good night. Huh, "gentle" does sound better there. Today's prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday was any adverb ending in "ly". Since I couldn't think of any one in particular, I found a random adverb generator on the the Google machine and, voila, 'gently." Other than the saying…
Booger Holler! That was the first thing that popped into my head from Friday's SoCS (now also on a Sunday -- at least on this blog!) prompt. Ahem, from the lovely and talented Linda G. Hill: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “empty/hollow.” Use one, use both, entirely up to you. Enjoy!…
Well, life on the farm is kindof laid back, ain't nothing that a country boy like me can't hack. Early to rise, early in the sack. Thank God, I'm a country boy. [Damn, just looked up the lyrics before posting, I was almost spot-on] Can't believe I know those lyrics. I don't think I've heard…
I love Pulp Fiction. It's one of my all-time favorite moves. I've probably watched it – in whole or in part – 50 times by now. A favorite memory is watching it stoned out of my gourd at Bethesda Draft House (I think that was the name, closed now) and loving the Travolta driving seen…
So far away. Isn't that a song? Far away, but you're so, far away . . . by Carol, oh, shoot. Dammit. Refusing to look it up. From the album Tapestry. Shitshitshit. Grrrr, damn memory. It's Stream of Consciousness time and today's prompt, via Linda Hill is: so far. Now that I've got that fragment…
“Fine.” Any married man knows that the tone in which this word is uttered means a world of difference between “all is OK” and “the pits of hell are about to open beneath your feet and devour you.” It's Stream of Consciousness Saturday and, yep, “Fine” is the word prompt o' the day. Fine is…
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