Theresa was talking with the new employee about the boss. “He really isn’t too bad. Can be a hard ass if you aren’t doing your work, but that is on you. I would say he is fair, magnanimous towards his employees even. As long as you are not a slacker you will be just fine.”
The new employee smiled and said, “That is the first time I have ever heard my Dad called magnanimous.”
The look on Theresa’s face was priceless.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – magnanimous
She used to shine
She used to laugh
Now she barely glimmers
She has a vapid existence
Lost and alone in the shadows
Afraid to live
Afraid any joy
Will be taken away
Like it has been in the past
She is just too tired
And in too much pain
To try again
And so she sits and waits
For it all to end
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – vapid
I take a deep breath
And think of the past
There was pain I endured
For year after year
But now that threat
Is gone from my life
And I face tomorrow
With renewed hope
But there is still
A wistfulness there
For there are days
That still shine through
With true happiness
And for those days
I still deeply mourn
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – threat
The movie theater was packed. JoAnn turned to Shaun and asked, “Are you sure you want to be here for the debut of the movie?”
Shaun shook his head and said, “My brother got a bit part in it, I have to see how good or bad he did. He said he did something only I would notice, said the director had no problems with it.”
The two of them entered the theater and got in line. After tickets and popcorn, they were ready for the show. Shaun whispered to JoAnn, “He said it is like the first ten minutes of the movie.”
When Shaun’s brother came on screen he immediately laughed. JoAnn was puzzled but waited to ask after the movie what his brother Nick had done. “Ok, what was so funny? I didn’t see anyone else laugh.”
“It goes back to our childhood and I never thought I would ever see it again.”
JoAnn still looked puzzled and said, “Well…”
“It was the shirt he was wearing. It said N & S Ranch. We always fought over who’s initial was first at our ranch when we played cowboys and Indians, and since I was older, I usually won. This time he won, with letters 2 foot tall.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – debut
Well I was hoping to speak to you as a newly achieved millionaire, but the casino was no where near that kind to us. We had a set amount of cash to lose and only lost half of that… so we may not have been on the positive side by we did alright for a couple of days of fun. The sound of the slot machines tried to bother my anxiety, but I was able to take my meds with and that got me through being over stimulated and dealing with a crowd. We even got in on a special promotion and “won” a casserole dish. (getting excited about a casserole dish, man I live a boring life!)
The special “fantasy suite” was amazing – a rain forest room. Not sure which I wanted to bring home more the whirlpool tub or the shower with 15 programmable jets. Going in the middle of the week it was nice and quiet. We went down for the free breakfast and there was no one else in the lobby or the pool as we walked by. I think that is the way to escape.
Now I am playing catch up. Catch up on my sleep (I have napped everyday since we got back) and beginning to catch up on Word Press. I still need to get to the laundry, but my boyfriend has been repairing the stairs to the basement, so I have stayed out of his way.
So once again bear with me, I will make it to your posts and comments eventually. I am reading and writing as fast as I can. (((HUGS)))
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – cash
I see the stars and think of you
The brightest one calls to me
A wishful thought to be with you
Though distance makes it hard
If we could find a way
To shrink the miles between us
Maybe my wish upon a star
Would come true at long last
And we can finally get the chance
To endlessly embrace each other
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – wishful
The girl walked through the doorway slouched over with a sad look on her face. “Tina, what’s the matter?”
She handed her mom two pieces of paper; a printout about her doctor’s visit and a prescription for new glasses. Looking quickly to the printout she saw that Tina was found to have myopic vision. “Well that’s not so bad. It just means you are nearsighted. We can go to the store and get you some really pretty frames.”
“Do I get to pick out which ones we get?”
“Within my budget, yes.”
Suddenly things were looking up for Tina.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – myopic
Fandango has done it again – a word prompt that sends my muse packing. No way to work gregarious into a poem. At least as tired as I have been my mind can’t wrap around it. I tried some flash fiction and came up with nothing good. So here I am babbling randomly about my writer’s block and cringing every time the lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, there is a pretty strong storm south of us tonight.
Gregarious… I have never been a very gregarious person being extremely shy as a child and now later in life I have anxiety so bad I just don’t like being in groups of more than 3 or 4 people. Even if I know the people, I still feel so judged and scrutinized like a bug under a microscope in science class. So, I am the walking definition of a non-gregarious person, or would that be ungregarious? Hmmm?
Those of you who follow Fandango or me regularly know this was Friday’s word… yes, I am a day behind. And I know I won’t catch up for a while. I must apologize for no Friday Flashback this week… no time for the extra post. I will try to get caught up by Monday, but then I am going to be behind again. Me and my boyfriend are headed to a hotel for a two day get away at the casino. I hope to come back richer. But I won’t hold my breath!
So, I better get back at reading before I get too tired. (((HUGS))) to all of you!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – gregarious
Look towards the horizon
Just where it gets fuzzy
Between the sky and the ground
A nebulous glow from the setting sun
That is where the vaguest idea
Drifts into sight to inspire me
A muse in the haze calling to me
About sunsets and happiness
And love that is so deep
A fleeting moment I must see
Or I will miss the chance to be inspired
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – nebulous
Dear Judge,
I am writing to you on behalf of Frank Nuthouse. He was ultimately in the wrong place at the wrong time. I can tell you with 100% certainty that Frank is not a violent man. He felt his life was in jeopardy when he fired his gun. If I can also inform you, he passed all tests to qualify for a state concealed carry permit as he is a law abiding citizen. It was a very unfortunate that the child chose that moment to run for his ball. PLEASE grant Frank clemency in his case.
Signed,
Julie Nuthouse
This is just an example of where our attitude on guns has gone. When you pass the tests they should test your reaction time and mental health. The required test here in Iowa can be taken online. You need qualified instructors who can spot problems in potential gun carriers. Human life is precious and there are no excuses for “accidental” shootings.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – clemency
Leigha Robbins 