Question Time Over Coffee- 11-12-22

I normally don’t have time to answer questions, but I thought these questions were cool and wanted to play along.

1.You have 11 minutes free time, how do you spend it best with regards entertainment?

Frequently I use little segments of time to read and respond to other writers’ posts. I feel terribly guilty if I don’t get to respond to as many as possible.

2.Are you a fan of feet either yours or others or are you averse to feet?
Why and why?

I don’t have an opinion on feet. But I was that kid who went barefooted any chance I got. Once I started providing childcare when I was 19, I went the other way. I still put my shoes on first thing each day having been formally trained to by the frequency with which kids stepped on my feet! This is proof of how well negative reinforcement works.

3. When you are wrong and you know you are wrong do you admit to being wrong or try and find a right for your wrong?

I certainly will do that. I can’t say that I feel compelled to do that often, though. The reason that’s the case is not from feeling I’m always right but from constantly thinking about and researching ideas to the point that I find it hard to accept the “facts” that others offer conclusive enough as proof. So, if I do something ‘dumb’, I willingly admit I was wrong, but if we’re discussing a topic that I’ve researched and thought about, you may have your ‘hands full’ convincing me. I’m happy to acknowledge good points but unless those points are earth shaking and change the whole dynamic, I won’t be claiming I’m in error.

4. Are you more of a night owl or a morning lark?
I’m definitely at my best in the morning.

5.Do you listen to audiobooks and if so what is the appeal? How many do you get through every month?

I wholeheartedly prefer to hold a book in my hands! BUT recently I experienced an audio book from necessity. When I talk about the book, I can’t even use the term “read it” because it feels like I cheated. My need for audio was inspired by a lack of actual ‘sit down’ time. The audio book allowed me to work around my house as I consumed the content.

6. Do you bore quickly and if so why and how do you combat it and if not, how do you avoid that boredom?
I am never at a loss for a project or task while I’m alone. The situations that bore me are always in the company of others. Small talk and gossip ruin my day because “I’m not interested.” and all I do is daydream about finding my alone space again quickly.

7.What is one thing that you wish your readers knew about you and your blog?
If the readers haven’t taken a peek at my “About” page, they may not realize that I write primarily for myself and my granddaughters. I enjoy feedback of course but I’m not talking to the world, I’m talking to them.

8. What items do you have on the top shelf of your fridge right now, today?
By shelf, I assume this means inside of my fridge. A gallon of milk and assorted condiments take up that area.

9. Are you able to stand on one leg for 25 seconds?

10. What are your favorited book titles from the following six categories?
[One item only per genre please – use alternative genre if first choice is not your style]

Comedy or Children’s literature– The Jungle Books (not just for kids)
Horror or Historical Fiction -Year of Wonders (Historical Fiction)
Mystery or MemoirHighest Duty: My Search for What Really Matters written by Chesley Sullenberger (memoir)
Thriller or Adventure Intensity- Dean Koontz (thriller)
Romance or Poetry
Collected Works of Robert Frost
Fantasy or Sci-Fi The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury (sci-fi)

11. What twelve items would you take to a deserted island if you were going to be stranded there for twelve months and why those items – how are they functional to your survival?
A gun with lots of ammo
A large amount of writing materials
Paint, brushes, and canvases
Fishing equipment
Lighters- lots of them
Several books
Nylon cord -100s of yards
12 months of potable water
Several Tarps
Canned meat and fruit
First aid supplies

12.Does the society of today need social media platforms? Are they dying – as is suggested – off or are people simply after something else that is socially oriented but more personable?

I think if they disappeared forever, we’d all be better off. “Social Media” is an oxymoron. There’s nothing ‘social’ in ‘media’. From what I’ve been witnessing lately, more reading, thinking, and personal human contact, would be of great benefit. Paying more attention to the people and things that really matter might do wonders.

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner #46- The Test

Photo by  Wassim Chouak on Unsplash

This was my first-ever job interview.

After filling out a generic three-question application,
I was escorted to an empty room and told to sit in a lone rocking chair until someone comes for me.
Then the lights went out!

At first, I sat silently but soon I began to rock nervously.

I started whispering to myself,
“I get it. This is a psychology laboratory, and this is some kind of an experiment. Okay guys, I’m game.”

Then, the creaking from the rocking began to wear on me causing me to wonder if my rocking was “good’ or “bad”. What could this mean?
So, I stopped and let the darkness and silence envelop me. The stillness was unsettling, though.

I don’t know how much time went by, but it wasn’t too long before I started hearing my own heartbeat and it kept growing louder and my heartrate was getting rapid!
How long had it been? Was I passing or failing this test? Should I rock or wait?
I was starting to lose my cool! Was this job worth this torture? Who do they think they are playing psych games on me?!

When I finally pressed the button on my watch, I found that I’d been in the room for two hours and forty-five minutes. What the hell?!

“HEY! Anybody want to tell me what’s going on?!”, I finally shouted.
Immediately a panel in the slanted ceiling slid open and a voice said, “You’re done.”. Then the lights came on, blinding me for a minute, the door opened, and I was shown to the main exit.

Two days later I got a postcard with a picture of the clinic building on one side and on the other side was this note:

Lacks Initiative. Thanks for your interest. The job has been filled.


E.M.’s RWP~#293 quantitative- Overwhelm to Conquer

As hard as it is, for some, to imagine, human beings have several limitations on their ability to perceive their environment.
We have all known the phenomenon of our ‘eyes playing tricks’ on us. Deer hunters experience this constantly. They are searching for deer. Their brain is solving every visual image attempting to configure a deer or just a portion of one. Branches, at a glance, are antlers. Any bright or white flash of light is a flagging tail. And when their ears are tuned in, scurrying chipmunks in leaves are instantly recognized footsteps of one-hundred-pound deer. Hunters soon learn how unreliable first impressions can be from their senses jumping to comically foolish conclusions more often than accurate ones. Yet, the single focus of a hunter on that one single pursuit can eventually, with further investigation, produce success in what he’s seeking. Imagine if he were texting, jotting notes, and rehashing the argument with his wife the night before, as he’s hunting. His chances of doing any of those things well, are greatly reduced. This my friends shows how easily we can be overwhelmed. Human beings are excellent problem solvers if given the time and allowed to focus on one task at a time. I don’t make the rules but ignoring that those are the ‘rules’ our brains follow is ignorant and naive.
The central tenant in Rules for Radicals- a guidebook for forcing change in culture, society, and countries-is to overwhelm the system targeted for radical change. This quantitative assault is done by creating too many ‘troubles’ for people to solve, or even pay attention to, thus inspiring them to pack up their proverbial ‘hunting gear’ and ‘go home’. It’s an effective dehumanization tool which can disarm very large populations.
Now consider all of the ‘crisis’ themes we are currently being subjected to… Border Crisis, Energy Crisis, Climate Crisis, Pandemic Crisis, Homeless Crisis, Inflation Crisis, Racism Crisis, Crime Crisis, etc… this large quantity of proposed unsolvable troubles is not accidental.
How many of you know several people who claim they just stopped watching and caring about the ‘News’ for their own sanity? I can’t blame them on one level but their numbness and disconnect is a tool being used against all of us and our futures. Powerful totalitarian forces are undermining the traditional foundations of our country as so many have been lulled to ‘sleep’.
My advice to everyone is to ‘wake up’ and focus on the one thing that makes everything else we do possible … the preservation of our beloved country.

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #251- See You on the Flipside

The word prompt for this week is

Jamais Vu

It is the opposite of Deja Vu.

Aqua: Beautiful hyperrealistic paintings of bathing women by Reisha Perlmutter

She’d nearly drowned, or so her mother had told her, and now she was parked outside of her “home”.
Cloris had no memory of the event that had hospitalized her for a month. She was assured that not remembering traumatic experiences was completely normal. It was the way the mind protects itself. This memory void would definitely take getting used to.
Mama led her through the front door, and she stumbled almost falling flat on her face.

“Oh! You forgot to step down. Are you okay dear?”

“Step down? Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Daddy thought he was being artful when he created that dropdown entryway last year. Now, I have to warn anyone who doesn’t expect it! There’ll come a time we’re sued, and then I’ll get a BIG ‘I told ya so!’ moment, for sure.”

A marmalade-colored cat suddenly rushed at Cloris weaving itself in and out of her legs purring loudly.

“Thomas missed you so much, Honey. See how much weight he’s lost?”

“Um… he looks okay to me.” Cloris always loved cats, but Thomas? She didn’t know any cat named Thomas. Now things were getting creepy! She decided not to let Mama know just yet and added, “He seems happy now. Poor baby. Mama, I’m tired. Think I’ll take a nap, Okay?”

“Sure sweetie. Go on up to your room and I’ll call when supper’s ready.”

Luckly the stairway stood out directly to her left, because Cloris’ instincts told her it was on the right. She rushed up them quickly finding her room also in a mirror image opposite place from where she had known it.
She quietly latched the door and leaned against it with her eyes closed. When she opened them again, she whispered ‘jamais vu’, this is jamais vu! I’ve read about it.

It was then that she pulled her science fiction books down from her bookshelf looking for the last book she’d read. Cloris was sure she’d learned the term there.

Her rummaging became frantic as she searched for a book still showing her handmade kitty design bookmark. This would be the last book she’d read and the one that would explain what’s going on!

“There! There it is!”

Cloris grabbed it and as she read the jacket, she fainted dead away crashing to the floor.


Do alternate universes exist?
Goldie didn’t think so until she found herself struggling with ‘jamais vu’ and discovered she was WRONG!

SoCS- 10/8/22 “Back of the Frig”

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “back of the fridge.” Write the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “back of the fridge.” Enjoy!

In the back of the frig
Where nobody goes,
I found a package
That I must have unfroze.
Its label is marked
Clearly 3 months before,
It seems now MY job
For a ‘freshness’ explore.
The contents emit
No off-putting smell,
The top is mold-free,
This much
I can tell.
The mystery food
Now demands a slight taste,
I know it’s a sin
For good food to waste.
Courage is measured
By chances we take,
But my stomach’s a coward
So, my hands start to shake.
The phone starts to ring
A reprieve from my plight!
I shove that stuff back
And loosened the light.
If you’re a big snacker
By all means reach way in,
But this girl has learned
Not to do that again!

Simply 6 Minutes- Fathers Know Best

Today’s photo prompt:

“To him that will, ways are not wanting.”
Ajit’s father’s oft repeated words were etched into his brain. His name, after all, was from Sanskrit meaning “unbeatable” serving as further proof of his father’s lifelong devotion to that mantra.
So, when Ajit’s wagon wheel came off while he lugged the foundation for his “wedding shed” toward home, he borrowed the closest vehicle he found to complete his cumbersome task. Putting his Engineering degree to good use, he was able to stack every brick on a commandeered bicycle and unsteadily crept homeward.
With his view mostly blocked, he didn’t notice his father gaining on him from behind.
“Well! What do we have here?”
His father’s commanding voice startled him and the delicate balance he’d been artfully managing, fell apart. Bricks littered the worn path as he fell face-first into the dirt!
The elder could not contain his laughter!
“Son, I’m certain you could have found a better way. Attempting to outsmart the basic rules of Physics leaves engineers with dirt on their faces every time. Remember that! “

[with edits, this took closer to 15 minutes]