Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 36: That Covid Gift

Ronovan’s Decima Challenge”

GIFT in the B rhyme line (ABBA/ACCDDC )

That Covid Gift
 It’s not how it was meant to be
 Wasn’t expecting this Christmas gift
 Celebrations cut short, so swift
 Our bubble burst at school, you see
  
 Now self-isolation for me
 We thought we’d last just one more day
 Now, I just pray my friend’s okay
 Holidays for kids start tonight
 Oh, government, where’s your hindsight?
 Just close school early… We did say… 
Ritu 2020

My Decima is written tonight, in sheer desperation. We were due to finish term tomorrow, half day for the kids, and after tidying up, us getting home early. Instead, we’ve spent the best part of the evening having to arrange for the school to be closed tomorrow, due to a positive test in one of the staff members. She had a Rapid Swab test with gives results within an hour, but it also says that it isn’t fully accurate, so you have to isolate for at least 48 hours and get a proper test done.

All contacts have to self-isolate too, for 48 hours, and if the next test is positive, for 10 days in total. I was a contact for that poor girl, which means self-isolation now, and because the Government wasn’t willing to bend on the suggestions that schools go online for the last week, to spare families this stress, just before Christmas, we may not even be able to see our family on Christmas day… I am so frustrated with the whole situation.

And that’s not all. They, (that stupid Government), have issued newe guidelines for starting back to school in January, different to what all secondary schools were advised before finishing, and now this… Oh, and the plan to get every secondary school pupil and staff tested regularly after they come back, with the rapid swab tests that aren’t even that accurate… (but the schools are expected to train staff up to do the tests… because we have all the extra staff in the world, out there…)

What is a break? School staff won’t be getting one.

Instead, we will either be in isolation, or dessperately trying to piece together the ridiculous advice sent by the Government, and DfE,then we will walk back into schools, dealing with the aftermath of the open ‘Christmas’ celebrations, that the goverment are so keen for everyone to have (except those in isolation, which could be most of the population…)

Sorry. Off my frustrated soap box now. Just wish me well. I do not want this virus. And gete well vibes for my colleague too, please.

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Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 35: Knock

Ronovan’s Decima Challenge: (KNOCK) in the A rhyme line.

 Do You Believe?

 Shhh! Quiet. Did you hear that knock?
 Do you really think that he’s here?
 If I look, will he disappear?
 I don’t want to give him a shock
  
 Yes, I believe, though my friends mock
 They laugh at me, but they don’t know
 He’s the real reason for my glow
 While others wait, on Christmas eve
 I dream, each night, and I believe
 That Santa Claus, well, he’s my beau!

Ritu 2020
Santa Claus, Father Christmas, Lights
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Bookapalooza 2020! #MyBookTribe & a #BookSale

Hey there, Peeps!

I’m really excited to announce that I will be a part of a huge event taking place on Facebook, in one of my favourite reader groups, My Book Tribe.

My Book Tribe is run by twelve founding authors, and usually, it is a place to appreciate books of all sorts, share reviews, memes, etc, and get a chance to get to know the founding authors and their work.

This weekend, however, the authors have invited a selection of different authors to take part in Bookapalooza, a huge 24 hour window of giveaways, and a chance to get to know new to you writer, and guess who has been asked to take part?

Me!

So, if you fancy joining a group of readers, and wonderful authors, and having the chance to win book goodies, head over to My Book Tribe and request to join. Click the link below.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/MyBookTribe

Been there, done that… I’ve even got the T-shirt!

I’ve got my book up as a giveaway, and as an additional bonus, Marriage Unarranged is on offer from today to next Thursday, for 99p/c at Amazon for the Kindle version!

https://getbook.at/MarriageUnarranged

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 28/2020 – Opt

Linda’s #SoCS prompt this week:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “opt.” Use it as a word or find a word with “opt” in it and base your post on that. Have fun!

If there was a button to press, to opt out of 2020, would you?

Sitting the face of lockdown 2.0, about to head into tier 3 (the strictest of restrictions) for another couple of weeks, it would be easy to adopt the stance that I have hated every moment of this year.

It’s been tough. True.

But would I choose to erase it?

No.

2020 has been momentous for me, for a few reasons.

  • #1 My debut was released!
  • #2 We refurbished the house
  • #3 We put the house on the market so we can concentrate on finding our forever home.
  • #4 I got a promotion.
  • #5 Did I mention, I finally released my book baby!

The world has seen some awful moments, yes, but it’s the little glimmers of joy we should try and show some positivity for.

That’s how I get through life, anyway!

Just opt to adopt
A positive spin on life
It makes things seem brighter

Ritu 2020

November 19: Flash Fiction Challenge – Toilet

It’s been a long old while, but I thought, I have to get back to creating, and why not start with one of Charli’s 99-word fiction challenges!

November 19, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that glorifies a toilet. Capture the marvel and status and love for a contraption we’d rather not mention. Go where the prompt leads!

Hole In One

“But I need to go, right now!” Serena squirmed in the backseat of the car.

“Hold on. It’s not like England, here.” Her mother leaned forward. “Will we be able to stop soon?” She asked her husband, sitting in the passenger seat, as the driver weaved between the traffic.

“Not long.”

They pulled up at a small roadside restaurant, with a few tables set, haphazardly, outside.

“There.” The driver pointed to a tatty door.

Serena ran in, and straight out.

“That was quick!”

“I can’t go in there. It’s just a hole!”

“Welcome to India Memsahib!” The driver grinned.

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That’s the first fiction I have written since August!

Hope you enjoy!

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