The Bag Lady

I love this Prompt because I’ve dreamed of, experienced, and still have knights in my life. I grew up reading all kinds of books about knights, heroes, knights of the round table, everyday heroes that were knights in disguise and even today, I know a few.

One of the fun things about being a girl, or a lady, in a fantasy, is that you can always be the princess or the queen that wants or needs to be rescued by a knight on a white steed. Even though most women can take care of themselves easily in today’s world, I believe the dream/fantasy is still true for a lot of us.

When I was a girl, the picture above was my dream. Playing all the characters in these books, my sister and I were either the villain or the hero, we didn’t seem to be interested in the in between, ordinary men. Cowboys and Indians? Probably the knight came across like this:

As an adult, those fantasies have come and gone of course, but every now and then I spot one, the secret identity may be hidden, but a knight. I have a few right here in my family, keeping me safe and well. Maybe I’m a princess in real life, my own hidden identity? Why else would I deserve these men in my life?

The picture below represents a man I know who I call my knight, he’s just a bit tarnished, but aren’t we all?

#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 28th, 2018

It was only a small box of fruit. It was harmless, but had to be kept secret. She could smell it, the aroma, the deliciousness, even through the heavy closed curtains. She hoped she was the only one.

The disease cost so many lives, including their parents, but she and her brother had survived. The poor who could not afford the precious life saving fruit, were dying at an alarming rate.

She closed the curtains tighter.

75 words – delicious

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2018/01/27/weekend-writing-prompt-39-random-2/

I don’t think he realized just how crowded it was. He plopped himself down in the seat next to me and as the bus jostled this way and that, his bulk seemed to expand onto my own seat. I don’t like to waste money on cabs, so take the bus as often as I can. If only I’d known he was going to choose the empty seat beside me I would have remained upright, hanging onto the ceiling straps! It seemed a ridiculous idea at first thought, to invest in a cab ride, but now I wish I had.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/01/27/saturday-mix-same-same-but-different-27-january-2018/

How dare you disturb me! I know this is technically YOUR space. . .but don’t you realize I’m writing my memoirs? It takes time, since I’ve already had eight lives.

Oh, so I’m using your pen? Is that it? Well it’s a ballpoint, and easier than a pencil.

Coffee ? Well it really doesn’t have enough cream, you know I prefer it that way, but I was so into the memories, I didn’t want to take the time. . .anyway, what’s your problem?

What? You can help? I can just tell you and you’ll write it for me? That’s a great idea!

He settles himself on the blanketed sofa, she sits at the desk. He leans back with his feet crossed and his paws on his chest.

I was originally born in 1970. . .

Time To Write: Picture Prompt 13 [Creative Writing Prompt]

Using a handicapped space may seem suitable

You’re in a hurry, that’s imputable

Capable persons, it’s indisputable

Your use of these spaces is refutable

While my ability is computable

Your carelessness is incommutable

Your behavior probably immutable

I find it quite inscrutable.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/inscrutable/

I see the glowing footprints, he’d surely been here. Should I venture further down this path? I’m surprised he’s out in the sunlight. I see the twisted tree trunks, I wonder if he’s hiding underneath. The cave on the left could have been his nighttime hideaway.

Stepping through the tree branches ahead, I feel his presence. There’s not much time. I have to find him before he infects the others. I’m getting weaker. I don’t know if I can make it. I have to find him!

He jumps out of the sprawling roots, grabs her and carries her to the cave. She looks at him in a pleading manner. He is weakened, but knows what he should do. He tries to comfort her as the sickness takes over. They fall into a never ending sleep.

The hazmat scientists had tracked them. They found the couple wrapped in each other’s arms. Luckily the radiation leak only affected the two closest scientists to the experiment.

Thursday photo prompt – Woodland #writephoto

I think I need this:

Movement brings me to rant about handicapped parking and people who use it that don’t need it. Last night as my daughter drove me home from the grocery, the spots near my apartment including the h. spaces were all taken. As you know we’re still having ice and snow issues and wheeling myself was useless. The wheels spin and there’s no movement. Complaints about this land on deaf ears, or something like that….rental contracts don’t seem to apply to all. Movement? Aarrrgh!

http://lindaghill.com/2018/01/26/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-daily-prompt-jan-27th-2018/

Here I am again, urging you to see “The Greatest Showman” while it’s still on the big screen. And don’t be late! The opening scene is not to be missed featuring a silhouette of Hugh Jackman that will make you fall in love with this movie right from the start. The YouTube scene below is about Hugh (Barnum) trying to convince Zac (Carlisle) to join him. As I said before, the music and dancing is infectious. It will be hard to sit still. I wanted to get up and dance. And the message of inclusion and tolerance is a good one. Take your kids, all ages!

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/silhouette/

I read your words

I fell in love

I heard your voice

I fell deeper

I felt your touch

I fell harder

I couldn’t help myself

I went to the edge

I let myself go

I fell freely

I fell without thought

I fell with conviction

I fell without constraints

You said you’d be waiting

You said dare to fly

You said I’d be safe

You said go to the edge

You said you’d catch me

We made promises

We trusted our feelings

We loved without boundaries

We went to the edge

We fulfilled our dream

We are one.

https://carrotranch.com/2018/01/25/january-25-flash-fiction-challenge/

Are you seeing the ads for Bitcoin? Do you know what it is? Let’s address the subject. I have read, seen videos, and listened to an explanation, and I still don’t get how it’s “mined”. It seems to me to be a volatile way of spending money, and I’m too old fashioned to be interested. Having had my bank account hacked a couple of times, I guess I have problems trying to figure out how this wouldn’t be a dangerous way of spending. What are your thoughts? Maybe the “Math With Bad Drawings” blog person can explain it to me.😳🙄

Watch “How Does BitCoin Work?” on YouTube:

http://lindaghill.com/2018/01/26/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-26th-2018/