Everything sucks

Kawanee now needs a driver to help her and her son move.

Landlord rented the house I’m in.. (he’s been great… stopped by with his wife a couple of times to see how we’re doing, how we’re holding up.)
No place to go.
No way to get there.
Workman’s comp? Denied.
Hubby’s Employer? Not even a sympathy card.
Tropical Depression inbound..
I have a car and a moving truck to get home but I’m short one driver.
Looks like I’m loading the truck my damn self

I’m screwed… I’m overwhelmed and stressed out. All I want to do is crawl into my bed and say EFF it and EFF all ya’ll. (not you internet people, ya’ll are aweome… it’s the real world that sucks.)

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THE KNIGHT OF LAVENDER AND ROSES

 

Photo Copyright: Al Forbes

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–August, 28th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/08/28/sunday-photo-fiction-august-28th-2016/

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

THE KNIGHT OF LAVENDER AND ROSES by P.S. Joshi

Reginald and Kathryn were twins born to the Earl of Camingham.

“But you can’t become a knight, Kathryn,” Reginald told her many times. “You’re a girl.”

“I don’t care,” she said with defiance. “I will be if I want to.”

Their aunt Mercedes sympathized with her as she’d always wanted to be a knight.

“I’ll tell you what,” she told Kathryn one day. “If you want to train I’ll find you someone who’ll help, and I’ll buy your armor when you’re ready. You won’t be knighted but can join in a quest and a tournament if you want. Well-trained you’ll be safer. Understand, though, there’s a chance you’ll be injured.”

“I don’t care, auntie,” said Kathryn. It’s my greatest desire to be a knight.”

Her aunt was as good as her word. And so was born the legend of the Knight of Lavender and Roses. He could lift a pint and joust with the best of them.

“What an extremely handsome knight he is,” commented Sir Randolph. “He’s pretty enough to be a girl.”

“Wouldn’t that be a joke on all of us fellows,” answered Sir Humphrey.

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Guitar Mancer — Episode 22: Darla

We’ve reached Episode 22 of Teagan’s Guitar Mancer and Luci finds out a bit about her grandparents and mother.

Broken Sign

This becomes funnier as you read it. Hilarious.

Myths of the Mirror

First off, thank you to everyone who offered suggestions on my dragon book covers. Once again, I’m grateful to the lovely bloggers who people this virtual world. I can’t describe my gratitude for the friendship and support. 🙂 I tried every single idea and used most of them.

Special thanks to Nick (better known as Babbitman) not only for encouraging me to design different dragons for each cover but for actually doing one of them when I felt overwhelmed by the mere thought! He came through gloriously, and after he finished one, I was able to dismember and reassemble the rest.

Nick’s short story “Broken Sign” is a favorite of mine. Original, clever, quirky, and entertaining. I’ve closed comments. So just relax, read on and enjoy!

There’s been a lot of talk recently about the dangers of artificial intelligence with luminaries such as Stephen Hawking, Bill Gates and Elon Musk warning…

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Beneath, Below, I Go.

A beautiful post of Richard Dankers’ work.

THE HAPPY TIMES

Photo Copyright: Georgia Koch

Here we are for another week. Today we’re revisiting an old row boat pulled into shore. Our hostess for this weekly gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. We’re the Friday Fictioneers group. Our challenge this week and every week is to write an original story with no more than 100 words not including the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt is a rerun originally sent in by Georgia Koch and requested this week by Dee Lovering. Thanks, Georgia, and Dee.

Congratulations to Rochelle on making the July deadline for the third novel in her series. The novel is entitled AS ONE MUST ONE CAN.

I’m sorry I missed the story last week. I was ill with a head cold. I’m feeling much better now.

I was satisfied with the story I wrote for this prompt the last time, so I’ve repeated it with just a couple tiny changes.

To read the other stories by the group members, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/08/24/26-august-2016/

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

THE HAPPY TIMES by P.S. Joshi

I remember the day my ship The Happy Times was launched. It was a beautiful afternoon. It had rained that morning. There was some water on the decks, but I, Captain John, and my first mate, Jerry, felt it would probably dry off by noon.

We cast off into deeper water. It was calm so we decided at noon to prepare and eat our lunch.

When we happened to check below, we noticed a slight leak. Our plans abruptly changed, and we headed for port.

To others, it was an old row boat. To us, it was The Happy Times.

THE LAMP IN THE PARK

 

Photo Copyright: Al Forbes

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–August 21st, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt.

I’m sorry I missed the story last week. I was ill with a head cold. I’m feeling much better now.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/08/21/sunday-photo-fiction-august-21st-2016/

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 199 Words

THE LAMP IN THE PARK by P.S. Joshi

Laura had long been meeting her beau, John, in the park. They’d played there as children. But then her father told her not to see John again. He’d chosen someone more suitable for her.

Her heart broke as she told John at their last meeting. The man her father had chosen was much older. She told John she’d be unhappy for the rest of her life. He told her his heart was broken also.

There was a dreadful influenza epidemic in the village. Many were dying. Laura’s father hired a nurse to take care of her. Money wasn’t a worry. Laura remembered little of what happened after she became ill. She did hear her father’s choice for a husband had died.

Well, she thought, I’m sorry he died, but now I won’t have to marry him. As the hours passed, she wondered about John. Her father would never mention him. She didn’t dare ask.

Now here she was once more beneath the same park lamp. John came to her and they embraced.

“Oh John,” she said, “Now we’re together forever.”

Her father stood and cried as her coffin was lowered into the ground near John’s grave.

 

Guitar Mancer — Episode 21: Mother

The mancers have more exciting adventures as they travel Route 66. Here is Episode 21 of “The Guitar Mancer–Mother”.

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