One-Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Contentment

“I moaned because I had no shoes… until I met a man who had no feet” – Anon

Be content with what you have, you don’t realise just how blessed you already are.

It’s not wrong to aim to better yourself or to dream of bigger things, but it is wrong to forget where you already are.

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge.

One-Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Migraine

“All I want is blackness. Blackness and silence.” – Sylvia Plath

Can’t believe the Migraine Fairy hit again last night… It’s getting to be a regular occurrence…

Can’t be having this thing disrupting my holidays, or my writing time.

I’ve woken up with a migraine hangover now… that slight dull ache between the eyes, but I can function.

I’m off to the GP today to see if we can get a clue as to why I’m getting them so regularly all of a sudden…

Be gone you damned ache!

 

 

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge. (But a lot more than one line!!!)


One-Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Kids

“Damned if you do… Damned if you don’t…” said by Loads of People

 

I took Lil Princess to the park today. Lil Man was already there, with his friend. We had agreed that I would bring his sister, but not go near him – Street cred and all that jazz (But I am a cool mum remember – I FLOSS!)

Whilst there, she wouldn’t stay away from her brother and ended up playing basketball with him and his mate. So that meant I was at a loss. I couldn’t stay away because I had to keep an eye on the girl.

Whilst sat there, I noticed a child getting pushed around. There were loads of people in the park yet no one batted an eyelid. This one child, who wore glasses, was pushed down to the ground, kicked, and punched. A girl stood beside him doing nothing. The others were a group of five children. They looked around 11-12 years old.

Then the bullies walked off.

I was getting ready to go home when I saw the kid get pushed again. Still, no one did anything.

Now, I know the culture nowadays is to not get involved. You run the risk of getting turned on instead, but I needed to know that child was okay. It could have been rough playing, I don’t know… Lil Man said, “I’ll go say something if it gets rough mummy, don’t worry.” But how much rougher did it have to get?

So, I told the three under my care to stay where they were and I walked over. As I got closer I heard ” Mummy!” It was Lil Princess, flanked by my son and his friend. Before I could send them back, one of the bully kids said something to my son. I don’t know what, but Lil Man turned to him and said: “Say that to my face!”

The kid walked off. I sent my three charges back to the basketball court, with the assurance that I was fine. I didn’t need mini bodyguards with me.

Some of the other kids were watching me.

I did think whether I should just walk past. If I got involved, would they turn on my kids?

Or did I go and check on that child?

The inner mumster/teacher won.

I went to him and quietly asked if he was okay. The girl with him looked like a sister. They both looked a little relieved that someone had asked, but they said they were fine. I mentioned that I was around if they needed anything, a call home etc. and left them to it.

Sitting back down, I still watched.

The bully group were still there, glancing over at me, but they didn’t approach us. Lil Princess wanted to play on the climbing frame some of them had congregated at. I was torn again. Do I go there with her, and let her play? Or do I say no, for fear of them saying anything to her?

But then I realised that we weren’t the ones in the wrong. They were.

I was tempted to ask some of the older kids why they didn’t intervene when they saw things like that happening. Maybe it’s the culture nowadays… you just don’t get involved.

But where does that leave you when you witness something like that, don’t do anything, then read the headlines later to hear that someone was seriously hurt, or even worse… or what if the bullying causes that child to do something drastic?

Nah.

I stand by my decision to see whether that child was okay.

He seemed fine after. The worst three of the five who had been pushing him around disappeared and the other two just talked to him and his sister after.

And though I worry about my Lil Man going to the park, knowing there are idiots like that around, I know he has a big heart and a strong head on his shoulders. I can’t be his bubblewrap all the time…

Sorry… a little more than one line AGAIN!

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge. (But a lot more than one line!!!)


One-Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Feline Issues!

“Letting the cat out of the bag is a whole lot easier than putting it back in!” -Anon

I speak from experience here… literally. Not that we put Sonu Singh in a bag… But on the weekend we had that annual vet check, and finally, after four years, that cat realised that the carrier is no fun. It transports you to places of prodding, pricking and pain!

Usually we place the carrier down, and he happily gets in, before realising we are closing a door. This time, he saw, sniffed and scarpered!

There was cat hair everywhere as we attempted to cajole him into getting in! It took a while, catnip spray and a handful of treats, but we did it!

Incarcerated feline!

Thankfully all went smoothly there, despite him deciding that the sink was the best place to sit for his vaccinations, and aside from getting him to drop a few ounces, we have a healthy cat!

Good job he’s cute!

And, to top it off, once he had his jabs, he crept back into his carrier with no fuss whatsoever! Crazy cat!

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge. (But a lot more than one line!!!)


#WRITESPIRATION #147 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 52 – WIP @sacha_black

I must start this post with some sorrow… after a looooong time, Sacha has decided to retire her #Writespiration weekly prompt.

I have not been a participant for the whole 147 weeks, but I started part-way, and most definitely completed Sacha’s last 52 weeks of 52 words challenge for the last year.

Sacha is a very talented author, and has branched out into author help books too. On top of writing, she is a working mother and wife, and I can totally understand her decision to take a step back from this particular challenge. Operating any challenge is hard work, the monitoring, and collating of all the entries, the thinking of the prompts… it takes a huge amount of time, and I salute Sacha, and all the bloggers out there who take the time out to actually do this, on top of real life.

I do think she’s going a little easy on us though, with this last one… as it is already written, we just need to measure out the words!

Sacha’s #Writespiration prompt this week:

Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.

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This week share the last 52 words you wrote on your current WIP.

So, as many of you know my current WIP is hitting it’s 17th year and is so near to completion!… I managed to get to over 69,000 words during my August self-imposed #RiNoWriMo!

Seems funny to see the last few lines I wrote of [working title] Wedded Stress! Forgive me, I used a little artistic licence to make sentences fit the 52-word limit!

“Yeah, I am. But a little nervous too. I’m not sure I like people I don’t know looking at my photos.” She fiddled with the tape deck.
“Well I can’t wait to see Arjun’s photos of me!” Rani piped up from the back. As she did, Bali slipped his arm behind her.

 

http://sachablack.co.uk/2017/12/27/writespiration-147-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-52/

Thank you again Sacha! And to you, Peeps, who have continued to read my ramblings!

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