Published on Sunday, February 16, 2014 by Katherine Day 16 of this writing challenge gives us, "Shakespearean English."  WHAT?!?  How did I miss that??!  Shakespearean English?!!!!  WHAT!?!?!? Alas, would that I could taketh back my spongy tweeteth. Alas, Twitter will not give me leave to hiteth delete, finding me in a pickle. Fie!  I tweeteth about my underthings, “It smells to high heaven!”  Methinks I s...

Published on Saturday, February 15, 2014 by Katherine Day 15 of the WWFC Writing Challenge asks that we write a piece including the subject, "My Ears Are Ringing." Memories washed over Annette, like a wave reaching higher and higher with the rising tide.  Images of her lapped at the edges of Annette’s mind.  Memories she had been blocking for the last two days. Flashes of her running through the garden.  Gigglin...

Published on Friday, February 14, 2014 by Katherine Today is day 14 of the WWFC Writing Challenge, bringing us the subject, “It has to be aliens.”  On the way to school yesterday I asked my daughter if she had any ideas on the subject. Not two seconds after I brought is up, we found ourselves at a stoplight staring at the VERY subject of today’s challenge.  Grabbing my cell phone, we snapped a picture, giving ...

Published on Thursday, February 13, 2014 by Katherine It is day 13 of the 28 day WWFC writing challenge.  My lucky number!  Today's subject is "incommunicado." Had it been four weeks since she moved to Corolla? She had given away nearly everything she owned, save for items she held close to her heart.  Children’s art, pictures, jewelry and books were at the top of her “must save” list. It was surprisingly ea...

Published on Wednesday, February 12, 2014 by Katherine It is all Malisa’s fault.  For my new addiction, that is.  An addiction I cannot succumb to often, lest I gain 100 pounds or curl up painfully in a gastroparesis-enduced ball.  But on Saturday?  Succumb I did.  And Malisa, damn you (in a GOOD way, of course), it was OH SO GOOD. It all began with her innocent yet wonderful post about Cooter and the gang.  The ...

Published on Tuesday, February 11, 2014 by Katherine Day 11 of the WWFC writing challenge brings us the prompt, “Succubus.”  OK… I had to look this up.   After reviewing the definition on Wikipedia I immediately decided THIS would be the writing prompt that MikeWJ and Ziva BOTH participate in.  It is just TOO TEMPTING. As Wikipedia states, “Religious traditions hold that repeated sexual activity with a succ...

Published on Monday, February 10, 2014 by Katherine It was a simple question to my daughter that resulted in a long, philosophical discussion.  “Honey, I have to write about Zombies for day ten.  I was thinking… which would be better… Living in a world filled with zombies, vampires or werewolves?” My choice was the obvious.  Zombies, of course!  Just watch Walking Dead.  Zombies are slow.  And stupid.  ...

Published on Sunday, February 9, 2014 by Katherine Why did she have to be named Dylan?  Were her parents out to get her even before she came in to this world?  She was a girl, for Christ’s sake.  And helllloooooo….. she didn’t dance naked at Woodstock, THEY did.  Mom!  Dad!  Take a good look at Bob Dylan.  In the freakin’ light.  Were you really thinking that your new pink bundle of joy looked anythi...

Published on Saturday, February 8, 2014 by Katherine Day eight of the writing challenge gives us the prompt, "Damn!"   Aging.  It happens to all of us.  But as my daughter says, growing up is optional.  I completely agree. Yesterday my male co-worker came in with the story of the week.  He said that normally he’ll get his hair cut in the evening, but yesterday he had his first appointment during the ...

Published on Thursday, February 6, 2014 by Katherine Day six of the WWFC writing challenge gives us the subject, "Scatterbrained." Haiku: Scatterbrained Taking it no more She put the gun to his head Bam! Bam!  Scatterbrained.    ...

Published on Wednesday, February 5, 2014 by Katherine Day Five of the WWFC Blog Writing Challenge asks us to use the theme "The Empty Bottle." Kelly stared at the empty bottle as she swallowed her last piece of sinewy meat.  She hoped she could keep it down, knowing a rancid odor when she smelled one.  She choked and suppressed a dry heave.  There wasn’t going to be any more meat in the near future. How long had...

Published on Monday, February 3, 2014 by Katherine Call it a moment of temporary insanity.  Or one two many drinks during my daughter’s birthday sleepover.  No matter.   It won’t change what happened last night. It began with Truth or Dare.  I stood outside the room eavesdropping on pre-teen banter.  There was nothing unusual coming from behind the door.  “Do you like Tommy Shields?”  “Make a pran...