Becky is back … yeah! This month’s photo challenge is lines and squares.
I didn’t have a clue as to what to use for this challenge and then this afternoon I was sitting in Boston Pizza (a chain restaurant) staring down at the table and thought … perfect snap a pic.
I think this month it’s going to be challenging and I hope that I can participate daily.
There is a catch to this week’s challenge: I don’t want you to use the word itself, but to illustrate what resilience means to you.
“Every word, facial expression, gesture, or action on the part of a parent gives the child some message about self-worth. It is sad that so many parents don’t realize what messages they are sending.”
“Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.”
T. S. Eliot Read
This post is in an answer to 3-2-1 Quote Me Challenge which was started at TeleportingWeena. I was then tagged by Suze to take part in this challenge.
So here’s how it works:
Thank the selector: “Thanks, Susi, this was a fun challenge to do.”
Post 2 quotes for the challenge of the day, which is Expression.
Select 3 bloggers to take part in this challenge.
My 3 choices are as follows:
Your mission if you choose to play along is listed above.
I found this fun and I hope that you gals do too.
Why was he always yelling at her? Mary, a gentle-spoken woman knew the neighbors could hear his stentorian bark as they’d called the police more than once since they moved here from across the country a year ago.
Joe thought Mary was easily influenced and his mission was to get complete control over her. What Joe didn’t realize was that Mary had plans of her own and they didn’t include Joe.
Joe’s behavior was fine before they married six months ago and soon after he turned into someone Mary didn’t know. He was like a Jekale and Hyde. She wished she’d listened to her father after the first time he’d met Joe. He had taken her aside and in a very low, soft voice said I don’t like this guy. There’s something about him that’s not quite right, but I can’t put my finger on it just yet.
Each day it got worse. It started out at first with Joe yelling at Mary for the most nonsensical little things. Then after a few weeks, he tried to control her every move. When she was out of the house, he demanded that she call him every thirty minutes. Lately, he would put her down and try to make her feel stupid, incompetent, insignificant, and pretty much unloved. Mary wouldn’t be broken down; she was too strong-willed.
Finally, the last straw was when Joe raised his hand with his fist clenched threating to hit her for not having his dinner ready when he arrived home early. Enough was enough and Mary was not going to live like this for any longer.
Week after week Mary would stash away as much money as she could until she had enough for a taxi and a plane home. She broke free.
This story is totally fictional. I only wish that more people would and could stand up for themselves like Mary and get out of bad situations.
©Susan Zutautas 2019
This short story was written for Opposites Attract Challenge over at The Haunted Wordsmith.
What once was a flowing river
now no water is delivered
Rocks remain, all the same
some would say this is a shame
Weeds have gown
between the stones
Now a walking path for bears
They’ve taken it over
and made it theirs
Maybe soon let’s presume
The rains will flood
and new fish will bud
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #22.
This is written for Wordle #128.
Use all the words in the picture creatively.
verb (used without object), tem·po·rized, tem·po·riz·ing.
to be indecisive or evasive to gain time or delay acting.
to comply with the time or occasion; yield temporarily or ostensibly to prevailing
opinion or circumstances.
to treat or parley so as to gain time (usually followed by with).
to come to terms (usually followed by with ).
to effect a compromise (usually followed by between ).
10. Heiligenschein (German for “halo” or “aureola”, pronounced [ˈhaɪlɪɡənˌʃaɪn]) is an optical phenomenon in which a bright spot appears around the shadow of the viewer’s head in the presence of dew. In photogrammetry and remote sensing, it is more commonly known as the hotspot.)
This is also written for Six Sentence Story using the word “CONTEST”.
Back in the 1960s life was not as complex as it is right now, people were not in a rush all the time, speech no matter who was talking, man, woman, or child was a lot easier to understand compared to the unknown language that teens use today.
Back then we played tag, now we tag photo’s, stories, articles, use it quite a bit on social media and so forth.
I’ve many good memories of the ’60s as I lived with my grandparents.
As I look back today my grandmother must have had a heiligenschein around her head as she was the kindest, gentlest, most loving person I’ve ever met. She was a svelte woman with beautiful curls and I’m sure one that could win a beauty contest, hands down.
She was always trying to get me to temporize the death of my mother and she would insert stories of her every chance she got bouncing them off me in many of the conversations we had.
What do you See? A photo challenge over at Willow Poetry.
Gathering of the angels took place one day
On earth, is what some people say
Each culture had its angel representative there
Overseen by the eldest, which was rare
None of the angels knew what this meeting was about
They all knew though that they couldn’t bow out
You’ve all been called, here today
On Earth, there’s trouble, she said with dismay
There’s too much racism going on in the world
Before we know it, it will be unfurled
So today I ask you angels
To do what you can, to make some changes
I want to see, peace on earth
As it was, before your birth
All the angels did agree
They promised to answer, her plea
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This is a novella that I wrote back in 2013. I would call it a suspense mystery, and it’s available on Amazon.
Morag enthusiastically begins her new life in Toronto. Shortly after getting settled she meets Ian. Is their meeting by chance, or is it fate? Suspense builds after a break-in occurs and Morag finds her life in turmoil.
This post is for 2019 Photography Challenge. #2019picoftheweek. I chose In My Book as a prompt.
About the picture: My husband and I created and photographed the cover of the book.
Endless clouds way up high
I lose myself as they pass by
Mesmerizing and amazing
Always love to be gazing
As they float by
Animal shapes are fun to find
Beautiful clouds when aligned
Warm air rises and expands
Forming clouds across the lands
© Susan Zutautas 2019
Written for Elemental Writing Challenge April 6th.
Is almost impossible
Depression sets in
Cool darkness within
Dispassionate feelings towards all
Now impassive such a downfall
Emotionless and cold
Wanting to die grows old
Unemotional, sad, suicidal
Longing for revival
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for Opposites Attract Challenge by The Haunted Wordsmith.