Missing a Pinky is Crucial (Short Story) - 3/4/2024 12:24:07 PM
The Empire State Building proves that lightning can strike place at the same place. I got back to the 1988 incident where that dog took your finger after attacking 6 other people and you recovered from that so well. Real stories are better than fictional ones.
I was attacked by two German shepherds. The first when I went to visit a friend who was recovering from surgery on his intestines. When I opened the door to his basement apartment, his German Shepherd, that he claimed was trained to attack, ran from him with him yelling, jumped up on me and licked my face in friendship. He was mightily relieved and so was I.
The second time, I was visiting my friends in California and we had gone to the beach. Coming back over the mountain range, we stopped at a gas station that was no longer in business, because I had to urinate badly. The restroom door on the side of the building was locked, so I went out back where I could see clotheslines in the dark night I bent down to go under one and a German Shepherd was at my face! I yelled as loud as I could, "Hey!" And the dog stopped in mid attack and backed off. So did I and didn't have to go anymore. When I got back to the car and told my friend, he laughed hysterically. It might've been a lot different if that dog had grabbed my face.
Ron
Pinkies Are Expensive (Short Story) - 3/4/2024 12:13:10 PM
Quite an experience! So glad you recovered from it so well and got the compensation you deserved.
Ron
The Creation of Xyphus: Dega III: Act III (Short Story) - 9/5/2023 5:33:15 AM
Intense. Will that big foot character become a future ally? What more dangers will lie ahead on the road? I look forward to read the next part.
The Origin Story of Paradox (Short Story) - 8/17/2023 10:12:56 AM
Wow! What an intense story. I enjoyed this very much.
Burying Guinea Pigs and Finding History (Short Story) - 7/1/2023 9:15:16 AM
I tried to check out your post and only reached a login page. But I can assume that I know what the stone looks like. If it really is a knapping tool you should have it checked out. If you have a local university with an archaeology department, I would start there, or if you are in a larger city, go to the natural history museum.
I don't know the geography of your friend's property, but natural soil building in a wooded area of two feet would probably be more like 30,000 years unless it was silting from a river flooding nearby. The remnants of the campfire probably were recent. One time when we lived in the country. I had an opportunity to see the collection of the owner of the farm across the road he had gathered from the land every year when they plowed crops. Dozens of arrowheads and other tools.
Ron
My In-the-Park Home Run (Short Story) - 6/25/2023 10:04:49 AM
Although, a lot went on in your favor for you to get that homerun, it was a once-in-a-lifetime achievement to savor.
My In-the-Park Home Run (Short Story) - 6/24/2023 2:34:45 PM
That certainly was a dramatic in the park home run, only possible because a lot of errors in throwing and catching going on. But, was a coach pitching? Sounds like a really bad way to play a pickup game. And he was throwing a softball overhand? That bothers me. But I get the impression that you may have been playing hardball.
While I played a bit of softball with family and friends, I never liked it. I much preferred hardball from the start. And like my uncle, chose to be a pitcher. When my twin brother and I tried to join the Little League in our summer between fifth and sixth grade, we received a lesson in how the wealthy kids got to be on the teams and we didn't.
But when we moved to a hayseed town with no Little League in our summer between seven and eighth grade when we didn't work, we got to play in the city hardball league where the teams were picked randomly. My brother and I were on the same team. When it came to choosing who would take what positions, a loudmouth young braggart took the pitcher away from me.
With him, I recall we won two games and lost sixteen. But on the few days he didn't show up, I pitched and won three out of five. On my best day, I pitched a no-hitter. One of the reasons we didn't win was not my base running, but my uncorrected eyesight. I kept getting a piece of the ball resulting in a pop up or a grounder that got me only to first base. I do recall that Roger with his new glasses was hitting longer balls and once got a double. Dad told me I threw a natural curve. He played softball into his late 50s. I never played baseball again.
Ron
A Night of Long, Drawn-out Karma (Short Story) - 5/25/2023 1:20:00 PM
I really like the fact that you stay out of trouble and don’t want to upset anyone. That speaks volumes of your character. I try to do the same. Interesting story.
A Night of Long, Drawn-out Karma (Short Story) - 5/22/2023 3:03:30 AM
Losing a shoe was a small price to pay for learning a valuable lesson.
A Night of Long, Drawn-out Karma (Short Story) - 5/21/2023 12:15:05 PM
That certainly was a mischievous act. The kind that preteens tend to do with the serious business of prophylactics. You made me wonder what happened to that shoe and why your mother didn't find out that it was missing, providing some karma for what you did. But you didn't throw your condom, did you?
I believe you are writing about sand burrs. They can be really annoying.
You should have used past instead of passed at one point. And, indenting the first line of each paragraph will make it easier to read.
Reminded me of dumb things done in my book, Midcentury Tales, serialized here, chapter by chapter. Remembering the Halloween night, when I, unfortunately got in the car with some of my high school buddies when they drove around town committee pranks, misdemeanors and one high crime. They grabbed a rural mailbox on a tripod stand and carried it 1/2 mile down the road and hung it on a bridge to spite a neighborhood high school girl.
One night, after a church fellowship night with a scavenger hunt just after Easter. We gathered a lot of Easter eggs. Some guy had the bright idea to throw them at the junior high school across the street. While we were doing it. The principal, out for an evening walk, saw us doing it. Scared us half to death when he called out, "What are you guys doing?" And then followed with, "I know you're all good kids. Just clean it up for me and I won't put it on your records."
Ron
My UFO Sighting (Short Story) - 4/13/2023 11:53:07 AM
Thanks for your experience. Mine was similar. The figure 8 pattern made it rather amazing. Also, because you saw it in a telescope, making it perhaps very far away.
When we were in high school in 1957, it was summer time and my twin brother and I had a friend over. Summer evenings in Wisconsin are very nice and we were outside talking in the driveway just after the sun set but it was still quite light out.
One of us noticed a light in the west that appeared to be moving from side to side, back and forth. It was like an airplane with lights, because the object would have been back lit by the sun and would need to have lights, but the going back-and-forth wasn't consistent with a plane moving in one direction. This was largely before there were many jet planes in our part of central Wisconsin. The object appeared to be moving very fast at some great distance away. Finally, after it made the several maneuvers back-and-forth it took off straight up at a very high acceleration rate and disappeared.
We can only say we had seen a totally "unidentified" object; Not a spaceship or alien presence. But recently, high-altitude observation has discovered two or three different kinds of new lightning never known before.
Another friend of ours, all three of us, wanted to be an astrophysicist. In his sophomore year of high school, he put a telescope with a camera inside a cardboard box with a lightbulb to ward off the below zero temperatures on the winter night that he photographed Sputnik flying over. His photo was in all the state papers including the Milwaukee Journal. He went on to college under ROTC and after seven semesters on the Dean's list in mechanical engineering finished his degree in photography.
Out of college he joined the Air Force for 20 years. His first assignments were to photograph objects orbiting the earth. Later, he set up photography sites all over the world to do the same. Finally, he was assigned to lead a group of earth, air, and space observers for the Air Force for number of years. During that time he was able to answer the red phone and ward off nuclear war at least twice by proving that missiles had not been launched towards the United States--only a rumor or bad intelligence.
With his help I wrote On the Brink of WW III and posted it here.
Later, he worked on the Air Force shuttle project that was secret. When I asked him to speak to the West Virginia chapter of the World Future Society on UFOs in 1977, he declined. He considers UFOs to be largely fiction. His group had identified almost everything in their view and he didn't say or not whether some were identified. But that recent release of documents may have come from his work.
He wrote his autobiography, Watching from the Edge of Infinity, over 20 years ago and I edited it. Unfortunately, even though his daughter has urged him to, he never published the book. He has sent me photographs of Pluto and distant galaxies from his retirement home in Colorado and his own personal 16 inch telescope.
Ron
My UFO Sighting (Short Story) - 4/12/2023 3:26:08 AM
That two people saw this phenomena and it made such an impact, strikes me as a heavenly gift.
My UFO Sighting (Short Story) - 4/12/2023 2:16:15 AM
Interesting! I’ve never seen anything like it, but then again my viewing stars is done without a telescope. Last year when I took the kids to go trick or treat on Halloween we saw a shooting star. Made me feel as excited as a kid on Christmas eve. 😊
S.O.I.L. [Signs Of Intellectual Life] (Short Story) - 3/18/2023 2:49:22 AM
Interesting read once I got through the technical details. I smiled a little reading that though, since my husband write the exact same way as you and find those things interesting reading as well. Like Tom Clancys’ Red October that I used as night lecture when I had trouble sleeping. Within the first two pages I would be asleep. 😉 While my husband would read it with fascination. Mars and Venus I guess 😉
Anyway, in the beginning you wrote about the third planet and that’s when I had the ending figured. So you might want to concider changing that. I liked the morals of this short story. And it would be nice if you wrote another story to it, where they get to further explore the planet. Could there be some life still left, some technology left that they could get working to see what happened. Could they perhaps find evidence of colonisation of other planets etc.,? Would be good reading.
Nice work!
Excerpt from Act I of The Creation of Xyphus: Dega III (Short Story) - 3/8/2023 11:53:39 PM
This is interesting! At first I was a bit confused where it was going, but as I read on I realised it must be part of describing Brandons confusion. Then shapes of clarity formed only to end up in that cliffhanger in the end. Please post more as I’d like to read on. 😀
More of the Cy-Man Project (Short Story) - 12/18/2022 1:36:22 PM
I quickly waded through your Supers. They certainly are an ungainly lot, but show a lot of creativity on your part. You already know that I would not be wanting to be one of your authors within the bounds of your project. But by your reads from Death of Cy-Man, it looks like you are not going to have trouble getting authors join in.
Ron
Carney Park (Short Story) - 12/5/2022 12:00:26 PM
Thanks for this interesting memoir (not action/thriller).
While I come from a much earlier era and from a much different upbringing, we do have common experiences, especially in sport.
While we had just young money problem parental arguments, we grew up in a loving family and I had a twin brother to be my partner in almost everything… Often my adversary in play. We grew up in a very small town, and then a big industrial town in a bad neighborhood. And then, in the outlying fringes of a farm town. We adapted to each quite easily. Later, I adapted to living in five different parts of this great country, the United States. Probably why I never belonged to any cliques in high school or after. And why I enjoyed very different cultures and in other countries. I started kissing maybe in grade school, especially the sixth grade where I had a girlfriend and our mother put on kissing games for us to kiss our girl classmates. That was sure fun.
I was rejected by Little League in the big city because our father had no pull. But in the farm town, I played in the city league. Our loudmouth team leader was pitcher, so we lost a lot of games except when he wasn't there and I pitched five games when I was about 15. We won three of those games and one of them was a no-hitter. I needed eyeglasses and could only hit grounders without them. My dad told me that I through a natural curve ball. I thought I only had a fastball pitch.
I played football until my sophomore year in high school when I learned that I was too small for the roughness of football. There was no soccer in our town at that time. I probably would have been very good because I had quick reflexes, was a lightning fast runner, and I could punt a football like an NFL punter. I had very strong legs.
I can underwater like a fish but never met a girl there that I could kiss. You were lucky!
My dad was a softball player. Finally quit when he was about 45 and all his teammates were in their 20s.
When I climbed the volcano Agua in Guatemala in 1977, I didn't get into the crater because of clouds and I didn't find the entrance. A young college student trio that was on the mountain the same day I was, told me that night that they entered the crater and found the Guatemalan Army playing fútbol.
I have a collection of Playboy from 1968. When my mother and I were going through my papers, we came upon the boxes including a couple of Penthouses and she was not at all shocked. She always knew what I was doing no matter what I hid. But she did object one one day when my father wanted to give my brother and I keychains that had little risqué girlies on them. He objected, "They need to be more broad-minded!" He didn't know how much my mind was on broads. ;-)
Ron
Carney Park (Short Story) - 12/5/2022 3:21:23 AM
I'd say you adapted well to living in a foreign country and having a difficult stepmother. I think sports provided an outlet for you to excel and rise above any situations.
Carney Park (Short Story) - 12/5/2022 1:10:38 AM
Very interesting indeed! We all went through puberty when our curiosity was at its peak. I'm also glad you were such a good sportsman! I guess having a dad as a coach helps a lot too. We all know you better now. Thank you for sharing a slice of your life with us!
Sandie
Pinkies Are Expensive (Short Story) - 10/10/2022 9:42:17 PM
Hey Chris,
Initially, your story caught my attention because of your missing pinky. Then as I began reading, I soon noticed your good sentence structure, grammar, punctuation, and spelling. All of these qualities, along with a story that kept my interest all the way to the end, are characteristics that went a long way toward making a very successful student in my classroom. Yes, I am a retired teacher. I am in my twenty-third year of being away from my students. Like you, my father had a missing pinky, but his was missing from his right hand. Unfortunately, he lost his pinky to an electric saw. He was helping me build a porch on front of my house. Guilt hit me immediately, and I broke into tears. He felt the need for his pinky in many ways. I suppose the most humorous was when he went berry picking. He always said they just rolled out of his hand. Again, I enjoyed your story immensely and wish you the best with AuthorsDen. Your audience will come. Just give them time.
Sincerely,
David Lee Thompson
Ylandra's Hero (Short Story) - 9/8/2022 1:41:51 PM
I would not join a contest that limits me to writing only 500 words. I would need more words than that to express myself in writing.
In my new novel - the Kingdom of Largo - the word count of each chapter is between 3000 and 4000 words.
That's the problem! When a writer is limited to writing only 500 words to a story, it is hardly any opportunity for good writers to express themselves. Such is the case in this story.
This story reminds me of the Terminators series of movies. I've seen them all, and I can relate to your writing - the feeling of the heat and the melting.
In my opinion, this can easily be converted into an action scene by a scriptwriter if a movie is called for. It takes a Fantasy or Science Fiction fan to appreciate this story.
The limitation on the word counts had somehow done an injustice to this story. It is good! However, it could have been better.
Just my opinion.
Sandie
Ylandra's Hero (Short Story) - 9/8/2022 11:53:38 AM
I assume you were writing to the image? Or, the image was created after the writing. I guess either way will work. But the story, with only 500 words, doesn't work for me. I don't like superheroes although I've seen some humans with or without, prothesis do rather miraculous things like Alex Honnold free climbing El Capitan, Serena taking the grand slam multiple times, and even runners amputated below the knee with springs for feet and ankles outrunning the best sprinters.
Defeating the devil in the form of a fiery monster does not interest me.
Ron
Jason & The Queen of the Faeries (Short Story) - 9/4/2022 9:04:40 AM
One of the best wet dreams I never had but now wish I had. And very creative the way you, not her, came up with a solution to this strange problem. Good work. My kind of fantasy.
Ron
Jason & The Queen of the Faeries (Short Story) - 9/4/2022 3:58:56 AM
Enchanting and mysterious!!! You have done a great job in your response to the writing prompt.
Sandie
The Secret of the Full Moon (Article) - 10/1/2024 1:43:58 PM
The moon is an essential part of the way that our life is on our planet. Many small creatures and plants depend more on the moon for their livelihood than the sun. Indigenous people and people who lived in ancient times were very fearful of the unknown and found comfort in the regularity of the moon phases at night when they were most at risk from predators large and small.
Out of those fears and thoughts came many legends and myths that have been disproven by science but are continuing in the literature by those who claim spiritual effects that may or may not be real, like placebo of religion's practices.
Women are more likely to feel the changes in the moon's phases because their menstrual cycles closely match the moon's cycles. Our eyes even adjust from using our cone retinal receptors during the day to see color to using our rod retinal receptors to see black and white at night.
Ron
The Struggles Continue (Personal Blog) (Article) - 7/22/2024 3:57:19 PM
I'm so sorry to hear that you are not doing well. Staying in a relationship that isn't working out anymore is a quiet death though, so maybe some good can come out of it. I wish I could help someway, but I am struggling to make ends meet myself. I will send some blessings your way, hopefully the energy will do some good. Take care.
Static Attics (Personal Blog) (Article) - 6/10/2024 11:12:29 AM
I'm so sorry to hear about Hershey. He lived out his last days in the best of circumstances I know. You seem to have taken such good care of him.
Meme of the Day (5/9/2024) (Article) - 5/11/2024 9:09:57 AM
I'm not sure how Meme works and why you don't just write it here rather than directing me to someplace I have to sign into… So I am bowing out.
Ron
Day of Uncalm (Personal Blog) (Article) - 4/18/2024 4:26:34 AM
Poop, sounds like a shitty day. Pun is fun I agree. Take care of yourselfes!
Meme of the Day (4/12/2024) (Article) - 4/13/2024 9:52:13 AM
I finally got to your Memes. They are delightful.
Ron
A New Goal (Personal Blog) (Article) - 2/23/2024 8:42:13 AM
This is both good and bad News. I'm very happy for you that you have worked things through.I have to catch up on what has been going on. It's been a while since I had the energy to read posts here. I'm a bit worried about you since you are leaving your home and getting out into the unknown. I wish you all the best and I hope you get the offgrid homestead you guys want. One day I will also be living like that. Blessings to you on this road you're going down.
Preparing for My Journey (Personal Blog) (Article) - 2/10/2024 1:10:00 PM
Even when I was there occasionally from 1966-1969 Monterey was quite exclusive and there were strict rules for anyone in town. I took the 16 mile Pebble Beach subdivision driving tour a couple of times when it was affordable. You may not be able to go there, even on foot, today. I watched a number of tournaments on television and that is probably the best way to get a view of that golf course.
Good luck and it sounds like a wonderful journey. When I was there, I missed a lot by driving. But I caught some of the local situations by where I stopped or from the hitchhikers that I picked up and gave rides to.
Ron
Nimbus & Willow (Personal Blog) (Article) - 11/19/2023 12:53:08 AM
Nimbus is adorable. Did you find the owners? I hope all goes well for your wife with her inheritance and that you both are healthy and happy.
Following Up (Personal Blog) (Article) - 8/24/2023 5:54:09 AM
Sorry to hear you couldn’t upload that picture. It sure brought a smile to my face.
I’ve been meaning to read your story Starbrood, but I can’t seem to find my energy or my time anywhere :) Eventually I will find them and then I’ll come back to read.
Hope things sort out okej with purse, funeral and the prologue you’re planning to finish. Take care.
Following Up (Personal Blog) (Article) - 8/23/2023 5:40:07 PM
Hi Chris:
The bio photo does change the minute you've changed it. You looked at it and it didn't change for you because you were looking at the photo in your cache. To delete all cache images you can go to your "settings" to delete them. Go to the three dots at the upper right corner, click on those dots and a menu will drop down. Click on setting to go to Private and security, or maybe something else, I can't remember now. Set your computer or laptop to "Never Remember History", and every time before you log out, or any time you wish to delete your browsing history just go there to delete data and browsing history. After that, you will be able to see your uploaded new bio photo.
I hope this helps. Personally, I had set my laptop to "Never Remember History" for I do my banking on my laptop. Once I've finished with the banking or even had a login and then logout of my bank, I would close out that tab immediately just so no one can get to see it. Then I would manually go to my settings to delete all my data and browsing history just to be on the safe side.
Sandie
I'm Afraid to Name This One (Personal Blog) (Article) - 8/13/2023 12:00:02 PM
So sorry to hear about your friends mother. I hope you find a way to get her out of harms way.
Pet Update (Personal Blog) (Article) - 8/11/2023 5:14:51 AM
How cute Hershey is <3 It figures he's the foodie, with his name and all. :)
We had our mail bunnyrabbit neutered and now the female is constantly trying to hump him and he runs away. :)
If You Thought the Last One Was a Doozy (Personal Blog) (Article) - 8/3/2023 12:18:11 PM
When it rains it pours. It looks like you're going to put that week behind you. Any hope in tracking down that phone?
My week? A contractor in my home fixing everything he sees like turning touchup into totally repainting. Big bucks spent. Still a 40-year-old house.
Ron
Reversion (Personal Blog) (Article) - 7/8/2023 3:55:21 AM
There are so much fun when we create something. I have not learnt the AI yet. According to Google, they can teach you that in six weeks and they'll even give you a diploma so you can be a certified AIist. You seem to know a lot already.
Thank you for sharing!
Sandie
Sci-fi is Hi-fi (Article) - 6/28/2023 9:43:58 AM
Science fiction is very good when it actually predicts things to come. But since the very beginning of the genre, fantasy has entered in making many science fiction stories pure nonsense that still attracts many people who have strange dreams, experiences and follow cults like those who believe they have been abducted and experimented on by alien creatures… Bull shit.
Real science fiction may be to dull and dry for most readers, but you're right, it still sells because it predicts. We love it when those predictions, like those of Arthur C. Clarke, come true.
I love historical fiction, especially those stories that match history as close as one can. Like you, I'm looking forward to Oppenheimer, because of how important the Manhattan Project was to ending World War II and starting the Cold War arms race.
In the summer of 1970, I took a class converting about 20 people (retreads) leaving industry to become college instructors, like I had. There were only two of us youngsters in the class. The rest were mostly retired people from many fields with long histories. One of them was a chemist from Westinghouse with the interesting name of JR Calloway Brown.
I was renting an A-frame with an option to buy, that had been built by a faculty member who was on leave to get his doctorate with his family. It was a two-bedroom, so when Callaway needed a place to stay, I rented a room to him. And then, a graduate student decided that he would clean out all the dead flies in the unfinished loft, and stay there. We hit it off, largely because Steve loved to clean and cook and that suited me just fine.
But Callaway was an odd duck. He had thick glasses, a graying black mane, and claimed to have hypertension. His room had a door to the outside in the back of the house and he used it to smoke many cigarettes he was addicted to. He was divorced but had grown children he called74 long-distance occasionally. He ate out and generally did not mix with Steve and I except when we had a party or the chemistry department that was a big success.
At one point, Calloway told me he was part of the Manhattan Project. I didn't question him at all about it, but I sensed he was troubled about something. He said, "I don't want to learn anymore about chemistry," and refused to wear protective glasses when teaching his classes to students. Finally, he disappeared at the start of the second semester in January.
I got a call from a business professor Callaway had befriended. "Callaway is in Rochester at the Mayo Clinic mental ward. He wants his shaving kit. Can you get it to him?"
I was always willing to help anyone in need in those days, so at my first opportunity I drove the 60 miles to Rochester and delivered the kit to the dingy looking ward with caged entry to keep the insane from mixing with the rest of the clinic population. They immediately took the razor blades out of his razor before taking the kit to him. I surmised some of the people there were suicide risks.
While searching for the shaving kit, I found Callaway's 1928 large rolled up doctoral diploma in chemistry from the University of Virginia. Very impressive!
About a week later, Callaway returned and finished teaching that semester. When the spring semester was over, he packed up his car and returned to his home in Benton Harbor, Michigan where he worked for Westinghouse. I never heard from him again. I was glad he didn't have a stroke or heart while staying with me.
I was a bit slow to catch on, but I believe he was suffering from PTSD from his experience in the Manhattan Project and may have known Oppenheimer very well. But I will never know. I tried to look Callaway up on the Internet and found ministers in Virginia with his name. But, if he did work on the project, it was all top-secret anyway. His name would never be mentioned, even on papers she may have written. It's a shame I didn't question him, but I never was one to question the many great people I've met in a kind of Forrest Gump way. One of the reasons I got along with like that… No hero worship-bull. I was never one to get nosy about people, even when I lived with them.
Ron (at) RonHullauthor.com
PS. If you want a picture of the class with both Callaway and me in it, I recently scanned it and all you have to do is send me an email and I will send you a copy. My email address is directly above.
R.I.P. Miss Cindy Pawford (Article) - 6/25/2023 12:27:31 PM
Never much worried about the death of guinea pigs… Never had any. You have a lot to be thankful for. I am dictating this on my 13-year-old iMac with an ancient OS because it still works well and the dictation system, abandoned in 2016, still works fairly well.
That was a great one-liner!
Ron
Vote Follow Up (Article) - 6/8/2023 12:29:27 PM
I will admit that I really want to work with what you written here, but I can't remember what the story was or why I had to vote for it. I read a lot here and make a lot of comments. You aren't giving me any clues to what I should be remembering with my short-term memory usually dropped because it is assaulted by so many other things every day, including many stories.
A thousand clicks is a good thing. But you have to somehow break through the thousands of others writing stories with something truly exceptional or you are lucky to have a celebrity or someone else in the media pick up your story and promote it for you. Please don't pay anyone to promote for you. They won't do 90% of what they say they will do and just take your money.
You are right about getting out of the "crappy little apartment." The only way to wealth is ownership. I would suggest that you put away a little money each week in the stock market. When you have enough money to buy a house or apartment, if only a down payment, go for it. Consider your writing and songwriting a hobby unless you want to try out for one of those shows where new talent is accepted and many get their start.
But don't stop writing. I hate blogs and don't read them generally. I think blogs are a waste of time for someone trying to get ahead unless you are already famous.
Ron
Vote for Energy Character (Article) - 5/24/2023 11:55:37 AM
I'm not into comic book characters, no matter how troubled they are or cool.
If this bloke is Energy, I would make him/her all electricity. Not have a human form at all.
Ron
Switching to Articles (Article) - 5/10/2023 2:07:51 PM
Yes, post your stories here, too, and I will attempt to read them and comment.
I was surprised with your 5 ways to minimize. They were all products to buy! But I never was a prepper because I feel in any real disaster of apocalyptic nature, hoarding things might allow you to survive longer, but not in the long run. Something I'm illustrating in the novel that I'm writing and posting the chapters here for you to read and comment.
After spending much of my life very frugally and making a very small footprint, my condition requires the wasteful use of throwaway products that I hate. I have used a metal loop in place of cotton swabs and have severe hearing loss. But the loss is entirely nerve loss that is hereditary. I recently bought a coffee maker with a metal screen that works well. For years before that, I boiled water in a pan to make my morning coffee pot. Once recall having a coffee maker that I had to pour boiling water in the didn't have a filter and still make great coffee until I broke it. My partner is from Vietnam and very familiar with the use of a bidet.
I didn't read the other two today because I have to proof my latest chapter for posting here.
Keep writing…
Ron
My Gift to You (Article) - 1/8/2023 1:38:28 PM
Thanks for the nuggets, but I'm not into the genre.
Ron
Ode to Spamophobia (Poetry) - 7/2/2024 12:36:21 PM
I love that double twisted anti-spammer jammers. Cool.
I would hate to think that they are being generated by AI, making them impossible to stop multiplying. There's nothing like jamming a fried spam sandwich between your tongue and your gums. Even if you ain't got no teeth.
Ron
Ode to Spamophobia (Poetry) - 6/30/2024 2:00:04 AM
This rings true to me as well. I get so many scam mails a day. Sometimes I think it would be better to never comment on posts from public pages at all. But then again that would mean the scammers would take part of my life away.
Slumbersome (Poetry) - 3/2/2024 11:06:48 AM
You are very brave to submit song lyrics to a poetry contest.
Always when I read lyrics, I wonder what it sounds like. You could add a little video of you singing it with your guitar. It's the performance that makes the song, not necessarily, the lyrics.
Finally, while it may seem humorous, you are describing a serious condition for many relationships. I recall my mother eventually sleeping in separate rooms from my father because of his snoring.
Ron
The Tale of the Demon King (Poetry) - 7/1/2023 8:15:12 AM
A well rhyming and heroic tale of the fight between good and evil. If you do get it recorded it may be used in one of those comic book legendary wars that go on in popular movies these days. Keep writing from your thoughts like this. They are inspirational.
Ron
The Tale of the Demon King (Poetry) - 7/1/2023 5:09:59 AM
It's called, "Inspiration." A great poem, Chris
The Tale of the Demon King (Poetry) - 7/1/2023 2:06:55 AM
This is a good poem and will work great as lyrics. You should write more of it. And concider writing fantasy with a Norse theme. Anyhow, I’ve always had a rough time finishing writing longer than a poem. It’s easier for me at least to say a lot in a few words rather than say a little in a lot of words. But once I found my style of writing the words keep flowing. Maybe this is your style of writing lyrics/poetry. Manowar-style. 🤘
Sometimes (Poetry) - 3/20/2023 2:23:31 PM
May be short but it touched my heart, Chris.
Sometimes (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 5:31:22 AM
To the point yes, but I’m sure there is so much
emotion beneath those words…
Diana…🍃
Sometimes (Poetry) - 2/11/2023 9:41:29 AM
Most of us feel some of those things most of the time. Short but spot on.
Ron
Sometimes (Poetry) - 2/11/2023 1:52:02 AM
Short and sweet indeed.
