This week’s Friday Fictioneer prompt provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields ran in a myriad of directions in my mind, very indicative of my Piscean nature. In the end there could be only one. (cue music to The Highlander). With that thunderbolt, here’s this week’s photo and story. Make sure to click here and read other people’s offerings. They won’t disappoint.
“Where’s Rachel?” Ichiro went about his business completely ignoring her. “I said where’s Rachel?”
She hadn’t returned a single call in weeks. And they didn’t go a day without talking. Something was wrong. Even more so was Ichiro’s uncharacteristic calm.
Slowly, calculating he fed the koi eagerly gulping at the pond’s surface. Exasperated, Sara glared; walking over to him she tried her best to be imposing. She wasn’t leaving without an answer. But he didn’t move, just starred at his fluid reflection twisting with each colorful scale.
A glint of gold caught her eye. Beneath the frenzy lay Rachel’s ring.
It has been ages since I took the time to do draw a lunchtime doodle. This gal was inspired by Rue Magazine’s Outfit to Room post. I couldn’t resist. The minute I saw her I felt a creative kick in the head. It had to be done. Of course since Halloween is this week I envision her wearing an orange wool coat and these kitty ears to finish her off. Meeeoow!
“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?”
“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked. “
Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
(Alice’s adventures in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll)
I was tempted to let the day slip by without posting. I hadn’t a clue what I wanted to say. I took yesterday and today off from work -a much needed reprieve. And life seems to be ganging up on my lately. (I know waaaan poor me).
I was tempted just to run off and leave the blog silent. Then I reminded myself that blogging in a large part is about commitment. One I have made to myself and then as extension to any readers that follow along. Commitment isn’t always easy. But it is vital to kinds of relationships I want to have in my life.
I had already let two days go by unattended last week. That was more than enough. As I had shared two weekends ago I received a diagnosis of SIBO- which has changed my life entirely. I’m now the girl that has to cook everything she eats. Food has taken a very prominent role in my daily thoughts which feels very foreign to me. So I have taken Sundays to plan and cook for my week. That way I am not chopping, pureeing, sautéing and blending every day.
But piled on top of my mammoth frustration with the crash course in nutrition I was eyeball deep in, I woke up with a sore throat and no voice at all. It has taken nearly three weeks to return. I hope to be able to take my voice lesson as I’ve already had to miss it twice. However I suspect if I go I’ll still sound like a smoky jazz lounge singer. (Could be kinda sexy- At least in my imagination.)
Finally the call came informing me about my niece. As you may have read my rant last Friday. Regardless I felt a little bit clobbered on Monday and Tuesday of last week. One-two punch and roundhouse kick to the head I was down for the count-lights out on the blog.
So I was about to get dressed to run out of the house this morning with every intention of leaving my blog blank once again. I did my normal morning routine, checked my emails, and read a few blog posts which oddly echoed my own sentiments. Victoria of vmac+cheese was feeling rundown and decided to make her post shorter than normal. But it was Liv Hambrett’s dedication to writing her self-imposed Bilingual Post Challenge and struggle to wiggle out of it that really lit my fire. She reminded me I have made a commitment to myself. I have created these challenges. So frankly I needed to step-up.
Now all that said I plan to hit the Apple store for a new iPhone (if they actually have any in stock today) and then meet up with a girlfriend. We have to do a little work-talk over the mockups I did on her website design, the quail drawings for their bag lining fabrics, and the nudge I gave them on their stalled wallet design.(Each partner preferring one way over another and neither truly satisfied.) I simply provided a few out of the box ways to bling them up. But after that it will be some good old fashioned girl time and the start to what I hope is a recuperative weekend. Oh and to my fellow Friday Fictioneers I plan to read and review as many stories as I can. See you all Monday.
The Rise and Fall of Me ~ A must read series by an author I truly enjoy. This is his autobiographical series about his teaching years. After reading these make sure to check out his short stories. They will not disappoint.
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