Do you ever feel like this: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! ?
I thought that surely after school started back up that things would calm down and I would soon find a new normalcy- after my children abandoned me for a better education.
Boy was I wrong. But that’s just life. It gets busy. and sometimes stays that way…. for what seems like forever. And once again I missed two flash fiction challenges (ugh!). I find that I write better and push myself further on my WIP when I participate in Charli’s challenges.
The September 3, 2014 challenge from over at Carrot Ranch Communications prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) include food in your story.
I absolutely loved this weeks prompt. Food! Something we tend to take for granted when we have a plentiful of. Something we covet the most when we deprive our selves of it. Oh, how my mind jumped from possibility to possibility on what to write about. I’ll share a few ideas…
- A mom trying out new recipes for her family (that idea was too close to home, my family wishes I would stop trying out new recipes and just stick to the tried and true.)
- A person cooking a special dinner for a spouse (again too close to home, that always ends in tears and my husband having to take over and fix my disasters/running to grab fast food.)
- A person who stops reliving all of her kitchen nightmares and write about a pissed off woman (YES! That one!)
As usual, she began preparing dinner, but today she carried on in a new calm manner. At first she thought to make his favorite but that would lead to suspect after last night. Spaghetti was too soft anyway.
No, she was making her favorite instead, chicken fried steak smothered in gravy, the earthy smell of boiling potatoes already permeating the air.
Her decision came easily after seeing her reflection in the now broken mirror. Carefully, she ground the glass and combined it with the flour, setting aside some for the potatoes.
Tonight was her turn to leave a mark.
So how did I do?
P.S. If you get a chance, head over to the Carrot Ranch Communications and see all of the other wonderful pieces written by a great group of people.
I cannot believe it is Thursday night already. This week seems to have sped by. This year seems to be flashing by. We realized today that there are only three more weeks left of school. At first my son was yes, then he realized that he would be stuck with me everyday. (It’s probably a bad thing to taunt your child with the fact that they are stuck hanging out with you, but it’s fun.)
Back to it being Thursday… This week has been a great week really.
Lots of writing got done; I think I am in the middle of writing a short story. I am not 100% sure yet, but it has the feel of being a short story. Ha, like I would know what a short story would feel like, I have never written one of those either. My writing style leans more towards the book word count of 50k or more. So look at me go, trying my hand at a short story! As long as I finish writing it, then I really don’t care what it wants to be. Finishing. That was/is my New Year’s Resolution. Finish what I start. So far, I am struggling with that. But I have faith that I will conquer my goals.
My daughter and I spent lots of time in the garden. With the scorching 90 degrees this week, my little green sprouts tried to wilt up and die on us. We sprayed those suckers down like there was no tomorrow, several times a day. I am determined to have something grow to its full ripeness so that she can actually understand what it is she is doing out there. Now all I have to do is fight the scorching sun, hungry bugs and evil neighborhood cat (from rolling around in my garden bed) then maybe my little sprouts will have a chance. Right now the grape tomato plants is so full of baby green tomatoes that it can barely hold itself upright. My Bell peppers look like they have teeny tiny peppers coming in. And FINALLY one of my cucumber plants have flowered! (Just my luck, the one vegetable that I enjoy has only one flower. I am allergic to raw tomatoes and I am not a big fan of bell pepper.)
This week also included lots of cooking. Cooking, for me, is almost as important and scary as my writing is. I’ve never been very good at it. And since I became a full time stay at home mom last August, my daughter and I have been practicing our skills in the kitchen. We are getting there. Though, I am not sure I qualify as a good cook just yet either. My husband says I am awesome, but I am pretty sure that he has to say that. It’s like in the small fine print on the marriage license. He has never once said my cooking has been terrible, not even this one time when I made Philly cheese-steak eggrolls and he slipped his under the table and threw it out when I wasn’t looking. (What I made was baaaaaad so I can’t really blame him.) But that has been a while back now. Eventually I might get more comfortable with this cooking bit and post some pics and recipes for what all we make. One day.
Well I hope everyone had a great week too!
Till next time, AJP