Weekend Writing Prompt #76 – Unlock
A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.
I did not yet know the science of the rocket;
but I did hold the key to her locket.
It was meant to unlock her heart;
Woe is me, I never became that smart.
The cozy encounters left me to wonder,
and the chase often times later ponder.
Instead of out of this universe untold bliss,
I always settled for the French kiss.
Since I am a spinal cord injury Survivor starting into year 55 I felt like I should put the story of these Brave SCI survivors on my blog site to share with the rest of the world. I have written a book about my 50 plus years and I will post the link to that book also and hope you find it interesting reading. Here is the link to my book.
National Novel Writing Month or ‘NaNoWriMo’ is rapidly approaching, it begins on November 1st. Gabriela Pereira and Word Nerds Unite are big supporters of NaNoWriMo. A good place for writers to exchange ideas and protocols is with them.
I have written a Blog called ‘My Mixed Blog’ for the past 3 years. It has several hundred short stories now. One story two years ago was a “who done it, a mystery,” I would like to say ‘Thriller.’ A couple of my blog readers continued to ask me what happens next? I ran this story through my mental collating process from many different angles.
I joined NaNoWriMo on November 1, of 2017. I made the decision to turn my short story into my first and possibly the last novel when gastric juices started to overflow on week two.
The 50,000 required words seemed like an impossible task for me. The end of November was rapidly approaching and I was stuck in the minuscule 40,000 range. I did not want to stand back and toss words into my word stew, just for the sake of more numbers. Consequently, I missed the deadline at the end of the month. After I finally got the required number of words in December it read like one of the best novels I had ever seen. It pumped up my ego to the stupid point, so I hurried to get it published. I used a self-publishing tool and completed the process at warp speed. Being a completely green newbie I forgot about editing, proofreading, etc. I soon learned people had trouble reading my style of writing as if it was from a planet far from Earth.
That is the reason to join NaNoWriMo and learn much from other writers.
I have to admit November 1, 2018, is rapidly approaching. I thought I had a pot full of story ideas ready to boil over on the front burner. I couldn’t even stir them down with my magic quill. It ended up there was nothing on the front burner just an empty, dead, cold pan on the back of the stove with no sign of Fire under it.
At this point, my cup does not Runneth over had my WIC is not even touching the oil. It’s not so much burn out as it fizzles out, my energy level is too low to measure.
I wish the best of luck to everyone at NaNoWriMo 2018.
Could a quick nap last forever?
I have had sleep apnea for 18 years and use a CPAP machine but I still don’t get enough oxygen, consequently, I’m tired most of the day, being tired I doze off sitting in my recliner or sitting here at the computer.
When I go to sleep sitting in the chair like this my head tilts forward and this cuts off the oxygen to my brain which lowers blood oxygen even more. I’m not sure how this works but I have all kinds of dreams while I’m having these naps. I seem to go into REM sleep within minutes causing all kinds of short nightmares and dreams. Lately, I tend to have the same reoccurring dream. I have a destination that I’m always having trouble getting to, people are causing me to have travel problems. I always end up stranded somewhere wondering why I can’t reach my destination. This makes me get very angry at those in my dreams that are creating these roadblocks for me. Lately, I have wondered if my dream destination is death? Are these some type of angels causing me not to get where I want to go?
Today was a very cloudy rainy day, on days like that is when I always do my best sleeping. I was sitting here at my computer having many short dreams, all trying to get somewhere. I would wake up, type a little, then nod off again. I was having absolutely no results. I was mad at first but then I just kept on sleeping usually these events cause me to get mad enough where I wake up. Today I did not wake up I was lost in my REM Dreamland at the computer. The ringing of the telephone woke me up. I could not move my hands or arms so I could not answer the phone right away. It kept on ringing but I could not move my arms to push the answer button, I kept trying to wiggle my arms and hands until I reached the phone. It was our youngest daughter calling. I told her “I was sure glad she called!”
I would like to hear an answer from someone who interprets dreams.
The posse rode day and night to catch the most wanted outlaw before he got to the Big River.
The sight of a huge single oak tree and a bullet in him made the old desperado shiver.
A makeshift noose was placed around his neck and someone slapped his horse on the rump.
The tree seemed to groan for him as his shaking body dropped with a deadly thump.
The deputy lawmen cheered watching his last muscles quiver.
I feel derelict
My self destruction drove me
I abandoned my mind in my youth
It was a wanton dereliction of duty to my soul
Drugs impure thoughts and pornography
The spirit was gorged daily at Satan’s buffet
Happiness was only a sham here I am
I thought I would write a blog post about Syringomyelia as there are still very few people in the world who actually know what it is. At one time it was considered a very rare disorder. Since the invention of the MRI machine they are finding many more people who have this condition in their spinal cords. I went over 15 years after my symptoms first started. I was finally diagnosed in 1985, that was purely by accident. A student doctor visiting with my puzzled neurologist just read about it in class that week. I was in the VA Hospital a week later having a drain placed in my spinal cord to drain out the excessive fluid. Today my spinal cord resembles this picture but the Syringomyelia cavity extends the full length of the spinal cord.
Barbara White a young woman living in Texas was diagnosed at about the same time as me. The National Organization for rare disorders Nord wanted someone to start a support group for people Contracting Syringomyelia. Barbara White and her husband Don decided to do that job and they founded ASAP which is still operating and growing today as the main support group for people with this disorder, it also includes those with Chiari Syndrome a disease where the brain stem protrudes down into the spinal column. I have enclosed a link to ASAP’s website.
Events that are beyond our control often times steal our mirth. That is the worst kind of robbery and terrorism. Politicians, “please don’t rob our joy and peace everyday.”