Soup Pot

I was super inspired by the book that my husband and I have been searching for the past 2 weeks. My grandmother’s ‘reference’ cookbook. I have a great idea but will post about that later. Here is my short story Soup Pot (word count 229).

“2 cups water, check,” Amy called out ingredients as she poured them into her grandmother’s pot. What better way to feel her grandmother around her by cooking her soup recipe in her soup pot? She swore her grandmother’s soup had healing powers.

After hours of gently simmering it was time to serve. She ladled spoonfuls into a soup bowl and sat with a box of crackers. Instead of her first bite taking her back to the days they spent in the kitchen it was just soup. It tasted fine and was very satisfying but not what she had expected. Amy read the recipe again and every ingredient was in that pot. She stared at the soup, stared at the empty kitchen, and stared at the recipe.

All Amy could do was gently blow on her soup and cry. Unknowingly a tear fell into her bowl and with her next bite a warm began in the pit of her stomach and worked its way to her limbs. The kitchen took the nostalgic warm hue and she heard it. Amy heard the voice of her grandmother.
‘A recipe, cricket, are just words on a paper of food thrown in a pot. It’s the love you stir them with that makes the dish so good. Cook with love. That’s the one ingredient you can’t put into words or buy of a shelf.’

Productive 1st Week

I can’t begin to say how proud of myself that I am with the first week of the year. Unfortunately, I may not be able to keep to the schedule today due to outside obligations. This morning, I got up early and read the book that the kindred is covering for the book club meeting. Heroes of Asgard is a short book and easy read because I’ve heard these stories and variations from different sources. The Kindred is also supporting each other in their healthy choice of lifestyle. I’ve already been working with Weight Watchers and decided to participate to help lose the pesky 20lbs that just can’t be dropped. For this week I’ve participated in and accomplished the necessary goals with the kindred and learning journey not to mention my own personal (not daily) study of the Havamal. Oh, I even did my time on the treadmill.

The 365-Day project has been awesome and shitty all at the same time. I can take an awesome picture one minute and WTH was that photo the next. The Skillshare class helped a great deal and I have a couple more that I want to watch. The best part is that they are all short and cut right to the chase so I can learn, try, and grow through a swift transition. Trying to remember all the tips and tricks is what I need to try harder at. Maybe making my own notes or flashcards to carry will help like little-reminding nods. I think my favorite photo is from day 4. The puddle experiment was scary to try but I’m glad I did. I’m glad I stepped out of the car. I have a horrible feeling that today’s photo won’t be all that great because of the events I have happening today.

The short story that I wrote made me feel good. It was great to write something other than the journal entries, weighing-in, or Havamal study. I already have an idea for the next one and hope that I can keep it short.

My comic…Oh my! All I can say is that the app I found took longer for me to draw with than doing it by hand. My goal was a simple stick figure comic to bring a little chuckle but it was lacking. I can either watch the tutorials or go balls deep and do it by hand. If I’m going to do that I need to stop by the store and either get a small sketchbook or a grid composition. I did find my Wacom tablet and pen in the garage so I’ll try my next one with that.

How did your first week of working towards goals pan out for you?  I’m going to work damn hard on making sure I get a photo for my 365-Day project. Happy Sunday everyone.

 

Serial Date

Trying something new and tried keeping the story short. I don’t think I was too successful but glad I gave it a go.


Liz nervously fidgeted at the table. When she answered the ad she made a promise to herself the blind date would happen in a public place. Startled, she nearly knocked over her water when a handsome blonde haired man said hello from across the table. Liz stood, “Hello, Graham?” she shakily said reaching out to shake his hand. Graham was more handsome than she imagined and the two sat talking and what she thought had some sort of chemistry. She hadn’t felt a connection with anyone since her husband passed in a horrific head-on car crash with a drunk driver several years back. Liz felt so comfortable around Graham almost as if she had known him for years.

The evening was going better than she had imagined when a gentleman at the bar caught her eye. He was staring at her so intently it caused Liz to shiver. She didn’t want to do anything to spoil her date and shifted in her chair away from the man at the bar. Graham was in the middle of a story about his sister and a spider when the waitress interrupted with a glass of lemonade and a napkin ready to set underneath and said, ‘Excuse me, sir, do you own a black sedan?’ Graham nodded. ‘Your lights are on.’ Graham excused himself to go and turn the lights off. ‘Miss, there is a note on the inside of the napkin just open it. Please read it before he gets back.’ The waitress almost seemed to be pleading.

‘Dear Liz,
 YOU ARE IN DANGER! My name is Graham and I am the gentleman that was supposed to meet you here tonight. I was sitting at the bar watching you. I was so mesmerized and thought that I wasn’t good enough for you so I essentially stood you up. That’s when I noticed that a gentleman introduced himself and you two seem to be hitting it off well. Behind the bar, the TV is on the news station and they just aired the report about the serial killer that has been murdered thirteen other women that have the same characteristics as you. Between the bartender and me, we have him distracted for you to read this and the cops are on their way. When he gets back, do the best you can to kill time (no pun intended) and try not to give anything away.
Graham’

Liz didn’t have time to process exactly everything that was happening and as soon as the imposter sat down in front of her she could tell he knew something was up. ‘Is everything ok Liz?’ the man asked. She nodded tried making small talk nervously watching the door waiting for her rescue. Graham stood, ‘This evening has been going so well, I don’t want to jinx anything. Would you like to go on a second date?’ Liz nodded and before she could answer he told he would be in contact and walked out the door. She stood and the real Graham was by her side offering comfort. ‘Hi, I’m Graham. You look lovely tonight.’ Liz smiled then jumped into his arms when the gunshots started. Graham tucked her into his embrace while backing up. The cops questioned her after the scene was cleared. Liz learned that he was, in fact, the serial killer and she was going to be his next victim. She only had one question. How did he know her date’s name? Wait. He never said his name was Graham.

Fenton Friday: Week 4

Happy Fenton Friday everyone. I’m slowly getting back to myself. I did a lot of writing yesterday and my goals for today are posting Fenton details (and calling on ALL ideas and asking to please share the Collaborative Fenton Friday project) and to catch up on my doodle(s)washes. I finally got a new doodle book (it took so long because I couldn’t handle the anxiety of going to the store) and will catch up.

For all my new Fenton readers here are some links to catch up on:

Who is Fenton and Help Wanted
Fenton Friday: Week Two Collaboration Project
Fenton Friday: Week 3 Collaboration
Fenton Friday-Week 4 Collaboration (last call)
Fenton Friday Deadline Approaching
Fenton: Episode 1
Fenton Friday: July Week 1
Fenton Friday: July Wk 2-Collaborators WANTED
Fenton Friday: July Week 3

There are some great ideas floating in these collaborative posts even one about tunnels that we can work with. There are suggestions for names of the town and the characters as well.  I encourage anyone that has an idea of what to add or something to include in the second episode for Fenton you can leave it in the comments, pingback, or send a message.

 

Section 3: Lecture 7-Character Goals

This lecture was about characters and goals. The instructor gave great examples from different books and short stories. For the writing prompt, I’m thinking I should have chosen different numbers. We are to pick numbers 1-10 for a character stereotype and then again (1-10) for a goal. I chose 3 and 3 and ended up getting a 99-year-old woman as my character and her goal is to hike the Himalayas (extreme eye roll with an ‘of course’ voice in my head). I get 10 minutes and this is what I came up with:


Thomasine sat on her front porch rocking in the chair her late husband built for her when she was pregnant with their first son. She reminisced about days past and how times have changed. She and Gerald were married for 52 years before he passed soundly in his sleep. Thomasine scoffed at the fact no one is really in love these days and it’s just people bumping around in life. They built their own home and raised 6 kids on the farm. The kids got older and the farmland got smaller. Now it’s just her and her great-granddaughter Lily that lives in the house. Lily didn’t want Thomasine to live alone she refused to go to the assisted living facility.

One night after super Thomasine pulled out a photo album and asked Lily if she would like to look at pictures. Thomasine was getting tired of Lily always having her nose in her phone looking at Instabook or Facegram, whatever the kids do and wanted to connect with her more. Tell her stories of the family before there wasn’t anyone left to pass on the history behind how she came to be. Lily gladly obliged her and they sat looking at all the wonders of Thomasine’s time. Cars, presidents, picnics, everything had a story to go along with the picture. Lily learned a lot about her family and the meaning of love. Thomasine felt better knowing Lily knew a lot about her past and kissed her on the cheek while closing the book. Lily noticed a small yellowed folded piece of paper fell out from the depths of the album. Thomasine looked and giggled while opening the paper. ‘This was a list of goals I wanted to achieve before I died,’ handing Lily the paper. ‘Oh dear, I don’t think I’ll be able to hike the Himalayas this close to my expiration date but I achieved a lot of my list. I need my beauty sleep. Thank you, Lily, for paging through some memories with me.’

Lily found her great-grandmother the following morning. She has died peacefully in her sleep. Lily took it upon herself to set the arrangements and made sure she followed all of Thomasine’s wishes. She was cremated and each great-grandchild received a piece of cremation jewelry but Lily got the house. A year later, with her inheritance, she decided that she was going to finish her grandmother’s list with her. She locked the house and left for the airport. Hours later with her very special necklace, she and Thomasine started on their great adventure.

50 Words Story: Loop

Another horrible day at work (not even lunch yet) and I decided to say screw it and do a little writing. I read a bunch of awesome 50-word stories this morning and decided that I would give it a go myself. I edited this so many times that I had to force myself to stop.


‘Forbidden love is easily judged,’ he told her when she pulled out of his embrace. ‘You’re bound by God and country; I’m a daughter of the Earth.’ Those words played on a loop in his head as he placed the loop around her neck. ‘Charged with heresy’ the king announced.

Fenton Friday: July Wk 2-Collaborators WANTED

Happy Fenton Friday which is also Friday the 13th (Cue: ch ch ch ah ah ah-did you know that there is some debate about that?). With it being dark and stormy out and the date it’s almost fitting for me to leave work, go home, and horror movie it up. Nope, got to be an adult.

Last Friday I posted asking for input some things about our character(s) and the setting. The first Episode for Fenton had some holes that I just didn’t think of at the time and thought it would be great to get y’alls input with this being a collaborative writing project. Read through the previous post’s questions and chime in. There are NO WRONG IDEAS.

Kristian (I can’t get enough of his short fiction-inspiration to be found over there) offered some BRILLIANT ideas:

  • Abigail does become friends with Fenton, she knows some things about the town but like Fenton, she doesn’t know everything. However, she occasionally knows something unexpected that sets Fenton off in a different direction. Sometimes on a wild goose chase. Fenton sometimes wonders if she is actually deliberately misleading him.
  • How about Lyall’s Deeping? That’s just a suggestion. Deeping is a hollow, it is also an indicator of something hidden.
  • The town is a strange place. A lot of the big stores that blight other cities, like Walmart and Starbucks, cannot seem to get a foothold in this town. Walking into this town is a bit like going back 20 or 30 years. There are a lot of independent small stores and a quaint almost too-good-to-be-true feel of old-time nostalgia. People are neighborly and friendly, but up to a point. If outsiders try to get too close, the shutters come down hard.
  • The towns founding mother is Josephine Baker Lyall. A woman who founded the town to hide a family secret. Her father and she were great scientists who discovered some amazing things, but the cost of those discoveries had to be kept hidden. (How’s that sound?)
  • His Grandmother had a sister who disappeared in Lyall’s Deeping. She spent her life trying to find out what happened. The desk belonged to someone whose name she managed to trace. In the drawer is her sisters Diary.
  • The person who used to own the desk worked for the Lyall family.
  • How about Abigail turns out to be a Lyall. ?

So please check out the last Fenton Friday, comb through and offer up some ideas. This is a collaborative fictional writing project. I’m working (and saving) to get Fenton his own site. Something more fitting to hold episodes but for right now he has his own page here to call home. You can also help by sharing Fenton Friday’s so more artists, writers, anagram gurus and the like to chime in as well. If you would like to personally help with creating collaborative episode check out Fenton’s page and let me know what you can do to help.

 

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