justalittlesnarky

Anti-Niche= good at many things, not an expert at any of them but having a great time all the same.

justalittlesnarky - Anti-Niche= good at many things, not an expert at any of them but having a great time all the same.

Tag Archives: Writing

100 Word Song- Ho Hey!

Laughter dances in the air as you chase me into the living room. Soft kisses are exchanged when you catch me. Tumbling on to the couch intertwined in an embrace, it’s my favorite place.

A single knock at the door causes my world to explode with pain. That moment my world folds in on me. The murky realization that you are gone making it hard for me to breath.

People from the past and present gathers by my side, yet I’m all alone. I stand at the edge, a single red rose silently slips into the darkness that engulfs you.

This month- a reflective moment

I sit at my keyboard and want to cry as I look at all the craziness that took place last week.

For some reason the horrible events that unfolded in Boston hit me hard. Maybe it’s because I participate in events like that one. Maybe it brings up feelings from other such events that have touched us. Maybe it’s just simply guilt, that in my world I don’t have to fear going to the market or catching a bus like so many others do in the world where this is an everyday event.

I was participating in both the A to Z Challenge and CampNaNoWriMo but as the events unfolded I lost all drive for them. I held out hope that I would be able to write my way through my feelings. Instead I withdrew from it all. I was lost in a cloud of intense anger and crushing sadness. My silly challenges where not the distraction I hoped for.

A week later the barrage of images of people suffering as well as the crazy speculation to whom and/or why for Boston and West Texas are done. I can feel the clouds starting to part.

I can still work on NaNo but with a week missed I think I will now just read and comment on others in the A to Z challenge.

A is for Aardvark – Day 1 of A to Z Challenge

Today starts the A to Z Challenge. This is my first time participating in this, the idea is to blog daily using the letter of the alphabet as inspiration for that day.  Because I’m a huge dork I wanted to add a photo for each day as well. I think for my titles I am just going to pick random words that I like. Just to keep up the randomness that is me.

So here is today’s photo:

apple

A is for aardvark as well as artsy apple.

I would also like to give a shout out to Arlee the driving force be hind this wonderful challenge. So thank you for this adventure.

 

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What Have I Gotten In To Now.

Every year at this time of year I would participate in something called Script Frenzy. But do to budget issue they discontinued that. I found myself with no real want to do for CampNano. I'm now able to participate in the A to Z Challenge.

I will be posting daily except on Sunday. Each day has a letter to go with it, starting with A on Monday and ending with Z at the end of the month. I also think that I will shot for a photo that I take daily as well that corresponds to the letter as well.

Just because I'm crazy like that I'm also going to participate in CampNano as well. So I will be doing a post a day and writing 1,667 words a day for this month. That is a whole lot of writing in front of me.

Are you participating in either one of them?

Write on the Merge, Week 6

Inside the dimly lit coffee shop at a small table near the back corner of the overfull space Katie sat. Headphones in place trying to drown out the world around her. Spread out on the tiny wobbly table sat photos of a time long ago and a red leather notebook. Daydreaming for a moment, she is taken back to a random day 15 years ago:


“Damn it Katie put down your cross, someone else needs the wood!” Bo shouts through the closed bathroom door.

“Why? This is how it always works. Bo wants to do something that by all means everyone better wants to do it too. Or there will be hell to pay.” came the retort.

“I don't know what you are talking about. It was just a suggestion then you got all crazy and ran in here muttering to yourself. How is your run in with crazy all my fault?” Bo banged on the door and walked away.

Katie took a slow drink of her now room temp latte, picking up her pen. Look at the blank page she knew just what to write about.

This was not the last time that I was called out for being a martyr. Thanks to my family dynamic it was better to martyr oneself then go against the grain. It was safer that way no way to draw any unwanted attention your way. There is 8 years between Bo and I. In that kind of time a lot of habits can be firmly set in stone.

The fact that I was, lets see what was the word oh yeah an accident didn't help. Once that little gem was out of the bag there was no putting it back. It lurked quietly in everything that was said in my house, truth be told it was even there for the unsaid stuff. Don't get me wrong my family loved me they just didn't do a very good job at making sure that I knew that all the time. They did the best they could but it still crept in that I was not part of the plan.

A fact of life is that we all learn to adapt to our environments. I was able to hone my skill as a people pleaser. That is really all a martyr is a people pleaser at great cost sometimes to oneself. It didn't end so well for Miss of Ark now did it. I guess the upside to my story is that there was no beheading for me. Just a lot of tears shed in anger and frustration, hurt feelings that will follow me in to my current life.

I don't think that anyone wakes up one morning and decides that today's goal is to become the best martyr that I can be. For me it was how to have the least amount of negative attention fall on me, at some point it just became a habit. One that I can't seem to shake.


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