Daily Archives: June 7, 2019

SoCS for Saturday June 8, 2019


The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 1/19

Here’s your prompt:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “open book, point, write.” Pick up the closest book to you when you sit down to write your post. Close your eyes, open the book, and place your finger on the page. Whatever word or phrase your finger lands on, write about it. Enjoy!

Here are the rules from Linda Hill:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing (typos can be fixed), and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. I will post the prompt here on my blog every Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The,’” or will simply be a single word to get you started.

4. Pingback! It’s important so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post, you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read all of them! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later or go to the previous week by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

SoCS badge by Pamela, at https://achronicalofhope.com/

Over my life history of jobs, none of them qualified as a well-paid job.

(The book was Agatha Christie’s “Murder on the Orient Express.”)

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

One-Liner Wednesday – (6/6/19) – using a walker


One-Liner Wednesday – (6/6/19) – using a walker

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Nothing like using a walker in your 60’s to make you feel like a really old lady.

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Rules from Linda G Hill:

Unlike SoCS, this is not a prompt so there’s no need to stick to the same “theme.”

The rules that I’ve made for myself (but don’t always follow) for “One-Liner Wednesday” are:

1. Make it one sentence.

2. Try to make it either funny or inspirational.

3. Use our unique tag #1linerWeds.

4. Add our lovely badge to your post for extra exposure!

5. Have fun!

Thursday photo prompt: Choices #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Choices #writephoto

Sue’s Rules, while on vacation:

Welcome to this week’s writephoto prompt. Something a bit different this week as I have a long road trip coming up before the next round-up is due. I did consider not posting a prompt at all… but it did not seem fair to break the rhythm somehow. Instead, I am posting four photographs to cover TWO weeks prompts. The two prompt words are ‘small’ and ‘choices’.

Take your pick.

Each week, choose one of the images below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon(GMT)  Wednesday 19th June and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the round-up.  There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family friendly.

I will repost this prompt next Thursday as a reminder.

All posts will be featured in the round-up on Thursday June 20th at 10am GMT, linking back to the original posts of contributors. Throughout the two weeks I will reblog as many of the responses here on the Daily Echo as time and internet access allows and (more or less) in the order in which they come in, but please be aware that comments may be delayed or minimal on days when I am travelling.

You can find all last week’s entries in the round-up. Please visit and read the stories and poems and explore the sites of their writers. I will feature as many contributions as I can on the blog during the week.

Please link your post to this by creating a pingback. If you are unsure of how to create a pingback, Hugh has an excellent tutorial here.

Pingbacks need to be manually approved, and many people are having problems with them not getting through at all, so either check back to make sure that the pingback has appeared or simply copy and paste your link into the comments section of this post.

Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish or you can replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work. Don’t forget to use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.

Hard Choices

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

As the summer days are winding down, fall is starting to appear. The air is cooler in the mornings and the leaves are changing colors and starting to fall in spots. The deserted area used to be an old summer camp. In its peak, twenty-five years ago, this place was packed every summer, and there had been waiting lines to get a spot.

When they put that highway in, the area lost its touch with nature. Over the years people lost their interest due to its closeness to civilization, which was ever moving closer. All you can hear was the traffic out on the road, no birds are heard over the noise, and eventually, it had closed.

Linda is sitting at one of the old rickety tables and looks back with sadness at what had seemed so promising at the beginning. Linda is recently divorced and is looking forward to marrying again sometime soon. She is not cut out for the single life and misses being a wife. She is the desperate sort and falls in love with every man she meets. This scares a lot of men off.

She had met Rob and like most women fell for him. He was a good-looking guy and wealthy, so he was constantly being chased by women. The major downfall to this relationship is that Rob is married, and not looking for a new wife, and he never fails to remind her.

Despite his constant reminder that there was never going to be anything serious between them, she holds hope that she could change his mind. She knew that many women in her position thought this very same thing. However, she also knows that in most cases, men do not leave their wives for their mistresses. She can’t help herself though. She fantasizes constantly about their possible life together.

It seems to her that it was possible that it was about to end. He talked to her less about his life, whether it was work or home related. He has started missing some of their time together, something he wouldn’t have done in the beginning. She really wants to believe their time together is as important to him as it is to her because she has fallen in love with him despite his warnings to the contrary.

In the beginning, she and Rob met every weekday at this little spot in the woods for lunch and to spend some time being intimate. Even though there were picnic tables there, they never ran into anyone. The area remained deserted during the whole summer that they met there. A perfect spot to meet in secret.

Linda and Rob had found it while driving around investigating dirt roads to see where they took them and if they were suitable for private meetings. It quickly became obvious that it is desolate, and therefore they have continued to meet here.

She thinks she can change his mind about their summer affair and make it more permanent. He really seems as if he cares, but now, after these last few weeks, she isn’t so sure anymore. She is not even sure he was coming today as it was getting late, past their normal meeting time. She is not sure why she waited this long for him.

He must surely mean what he says about not leaving his wife and as the leaves start to fall and summer is coming to an end, he tells her they must talk. She dreads the meeting today. She has fallen in love, even though he declares every day that she shouldn’t get used to this. He didn’t want to hurt her or his wife. She figures if he didn’t have a wife surely things would be different, but would they? She was thinking about this problem. Their relationship was a part-time one. They didn’t live together and have no idea how things would go if they did. This gives her something to think about while she waits for him to get there.

She tries to calm herself down. There is nothing she can do either way. It was his decision and he’s the one with a wife to consider. It isn’t up to her. As time passes, tears started to roll down her face. Hurriedly she dried them off as she didn’t want him to see her like this. She was afraid, if he saw the tears, he would know she hadn’t listened to him and fallen in love anyhow.

“Marry me,” the voice behind her says quietly. She didn’t hear him walk up behind her she was so deep in thought.

Thinking she heard him wrong she stammered out, “What?”

She turns around and Rob was kneeling behind her and holding out a jeweler’s box with a gorgeous engagement ring. “Marry me, please,” he asks her again. “I can’t live without you.”

She was so shocked that she couldn’t say anything at first. This is what she wanted to hear and now that she is hearing it, her sense of guilt suddenly re-surfaces. Because of her, he was leaving his wife, his marriage. She was responsible for breaking up a marriage. This is not what she wants.

“This is what I thought I had wanted and now you are offering it to me and all I can do is feel guilty for hurting your wife. I am sorry, but my answer has to be no!” I must be crazy!

She picked up her lunch box and sadly turns and heads to her car. She doesn’t even kiss him goodbye.

“Women!” he muttered. I am glad I didn’t tell Sandy I wanted a divorce yet! Where’s the receipt for the ring, now I have to return that.

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Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Exercise for Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome – Feeling Better vs. Feeling Worse


Exercise for Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

Feeling Better vs. Feeling Worse

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I think this is what started this severe case of pain a year and a half ago. I joined the gym for Silver Sneakers which was free with my Aetna Medicare (other medicare advantage plans carry it too, check yours). It was supposed to be for seniors so I figured it would be really easy. It wasn’t and all they did was make sure everyone had a chair just in case they needed it.

By the 6th week, I was in intense pain. I hadn’t gotten used to exercising at all. That worried me a bit and then I lost feeling on the whole left side of my body and ended up in the hospital with pinched nerves in my neck and back. It aggravated my degenerative disc disease and arthritis as well. It had been about 7 years since I had gone through the whole thing before only now things have degenerated more,

It has been a year and a half and I am just getting worse rather than better. I am now taking the only Fibromyalgia medication I never tried before, Lyrica. I am in major Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome flares. Life sucks and I have to pretend that all is well. the Chronic Fatigue has me in bed almost 24 hours now. I get up shortly and right back to bed and I am out like a light. I can’t do anything.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com