Thank Your Readers

Dear Reader,

If you find elegance, or anything of value in the following tale, it will be something you brought in with you. No need to be kind, this story is like an overfed Canada goose lumbering along, unable to get enough lift to fly, deciding to lump through winter, taking handouts from nature loving city dwellers. Thank you for reading and bringing something of value to an old, fat goose.

I remember books in which the writer addresses the reader, like a narrator taking them along through the story. I don’t know (or remember) the literary name for this. For whatever reason the above Dear Reader was in my brain as I woke up this morning.

What would you write to your own Reader? What style or tone works for you?

Imagine the Long, Lost Journal Found

What does a journal look like? If you found the long, lost journal of long dead explorer, what would you expect it to look like? I see it as leather, beat up, dark cover and dirty, weather beaten held together with string or something else found along the way. What if it were the journal of a dentist? That I’d expect to be pristine, white and not at all dog-earred. What does your own journal look like, if you keep one?

Pick someone: scientist, teacher, fashion designer, etc and write about the journal they keep. What does it look like? How does it reflect the writer? Describe the wear and tear and any extra things like art added to the cover or a lock to hold in all those secrets. Where is the journal kept? Or, has it been lost? Give the journal a whole story of it’s own (before you even open the pages).journal

Journal from: Canada Beauty Supply

My own journal has evolved to a lined page notebook with a flowery cover. No security like a lock or elastic to hold it closed. I don’t keep it in any special place, nor do I hide it away. But, that’s my life now. I used to keep it in my desk drawer. These days my desk is a computer desk and it didn’t come with drawers. Besides, it seems wrong to keep a journal in a desk drawer unless the desk is old and made from wood.

The Ultimate No-Bake Cupcake Challenge

No baking involved, unless you can’t resist trying. Create the cupcake of your dreams. The chocolate, vanilla, caramel or whatever flavour you like. The cake itself delicious, light and yet perfect. Then decorate it. There is the clash with reality. As much as I like looking at all that icing, the idea of eating it is a bit of a sugar shock. Still, there are no calories in any cupcake of my imagining. I found this one (image below) and it is pretty close to my ultimate cupcake. I can only assume it would taste as good as it looks.

Of course, the best thing about imagining a perfect cupcake is thinking of something else and changing your mind completely. Maybe a perfect chocolate cake instead… (see the other image below). Source: Chocolate Flower Cupcake – Cupcakes Gallery

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Photos via thechocolateaddict.com

Role Shaming Dice

Maybe you’ve never tried a role play game like Dungeons and Dragons so you don’t know anything about multi-sided dice (except as a rumour). But, I have played and felt the gamer angst of bad dice. If you can’t blame the dice, what can you blame? They don’t mind – you just get an even lower/ higher roll at the next most inconvenient time.

Examples of role playing dice shaming follow (found on Facebook). What would you write to shame the dice? Any game, if you don’t play roleplay with dice.

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What if you Could go Back in Time…?

What if you could go back in time?

What if, one day, when you were a grown-up, you went back to your old home and climbed the ladder into your parents’ attic?

And, way in back, in a dim corner, barely illuminated by the flashlight in your hand, there was a box, a trunk, a large, dusty wooden trunk, with a lock that used a skeleton key?

So you contemplate whether or not to open it, to turn the key and open the lock, carefully, because you don’t know what might be in there, and the attic was a place that you seldom entered when you were a kid, not only because it was hard to get to, but because it was a cold and dark and drafty and scary place, and only the grown-ups were allowed in there.

Still, you want to know what is in the trunk.

Because you know it contains memories.

It is filled with the kind of memories that generations more than a hundred years ago could never have: photographs.

Not only photographs, but the negatives, too, a treasure-trove of memories.

But whose memories?

And when they join you in the present, are they the ghosts that you once thought haunted the attic?

Source: Ghosts – Darrell Noakes

Have you seen rephotography before? I’ve seen it done several times but have yet to try it myself.

Write About an Earring

earringI like those long, dangly chandelier earrings. My brain has a small obsession with the way they move, sparkle and hang from the ear lobe. It’s a bit weird, but that’s how it is.

I can picture in my mind an earring and how it flips as she moves her head. How it brushes over the fabric of her jacket. I can see the sparkle of the gems and gold. Once in awhile it catches on the fabric and pulls at her ear, just a tiny bit.

Can you write about an earring? Don’t give it a storyline where finding the earring leads to solving the crime, etc. Make the earring the star, the focus and the entire story. Describe the earring and the scene, the action of the story. How much can you get from just one earring?

Source for the earrings: Aliexpress.

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A Small Change to What Did or Did Not Happen

Small things happen all the time. Even if you stay home all day, talk to no one and do nothing but listen to the radio and wash the dishes while getting the laundry caught up… small things happen.

Pick some small happening. An event so trivial you wouldn’t even call it an event in your day to day life. Something like dropping a quarter when you put change in the machine (for what ever machine it happens to be).

Now, how does that one small thing change your whole life? What did or did not happen due to one small thing that did happen?  One small change can cause bigger changes, or none at all (as far as we know). But, what if it did?

You don’t need to believe in fate for this. You know how something small can throw off your day, make you late, make you angry, make you have to go home and change your clothes…

What’s your story?

Creating a Creative Routine

I’m running out of leftovers, frozen things and assorted edible make-do schemes. More importantly… I’m really low on coffee cream!

Grocery shopping has become my laundry day. That trudge to the basement, or the laundry mat in another building. Hauling baskets and soap too. Then trying to stay awake while everything spins around and around in hot water and then hot air. I didn’t like to leave my laundry unattended. I could have… it just didn’t seem polite I guess.

These days grocery shopping seems like more of a chore. But, I have laundry on the ground floor of a bungalow, I’m spoiled.

This year I found a trendy looking fold up cart for groceries. Nicer for taking everything on a bus ride with me. Possibly I will not take the taxi home nearly as often. It’s never been about waiting for the bus. I don’t like the pack mule feeling of carrying all that stuff. I had put it all in a backpack and then bags for whatever didn’t fit. One extra bonus about the cart is how much easier it goes up the stairs than I do. (With all the groceries I mean).

Anyway, this may seem less than interesting but… We write about routines. A routine shows character, cleverness, determination and so on.

How creative can you get creating a routine?

Think about grocery shopping, laundry day, commuting for work, or anything ordinary which is a bit more of a chore and requires a process, some thought and planning. How does your own routine show your character, if you’re not afraid to make it personal?

Will Self-Driving Car Sacrifice the Driver?

An AI moral dilemma for you today. How will automated cars perform when they have to make a quick, important decision? Does the passenger/ driver of the car come first, not to mention the vehicle itself? Or, will the car risk destroying itself and the people inside the car rather than risk people or animals in the road? It may not always be people, it could be a large animal like a moose or deer.

How should designers of the vehicle set up the car? There wouldn’t be enough time for the manual driver to kick in and take over. So it would be a decision the car would make. But, based on what? What input would be programmed in to the car?

An interesting question.

The moral dilemma is whether car would calculate to turn into the barrier or off the road to minimize casualties if there are more people at danger ahead than in the vehicle.

Source: Will Self-Driving Car Sacrifice the Driver if a Group of Pedestrians Suddenly Appears?