#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2020/04/26

If we were having coffee, I’d wish you a fine Sunday morn and pour you a steaming cup of bold roast from Charleston Coffee Roasters. I ground the beans myself and must admit th at it is quite good.

I’ve been missing bunches of time on tyhe blog and writing in general lately. I don’t like it, but it has been hard to be motivated with everything going on. My rhythms are off, so to speak.

I’m continuing to not use the internet bandwidth we have at home, saving it for others who need it for school and work, but have found a dot at the table this morning while enjoying this wonderful coffee and thought it would be a great time to get back in touch with everyone out there.

I do hope everyone is well and that we have the worst of the pandemic behind us. Some things have begun to re-open, and though that makes me happy, it also causes a bit of worry. What it we’re re-opening too early? What if we have to start this whole Coronavirus lockdown all over again?

There are concerns on the other side as well. What if we’ve waited too long to re-open? How many will lose the businesses they gave everything to build? It’s a wierd situation to be in for everyone, and there’s so much conflicting information out there, you don’t know what to believe.

It doesn’t help that when I go to work, it’s like what virus? We’re just working normal over half the time. I swear that most of the people there can’t read the social distancing signs posted up everywhere because they will walk right up on you and blather about whatever comes to mind. Oh, and step back all you want, they’ll just step with you and close that distance right back up. Six feet? By who’s tape measure?

As for brighter subjects, I’ve been running fairly consistently and doing some things to help with alignment and strengthing of the muscles in the foot and upward through the whole chain to avoid injury. Eric Orton’s book “The Cool Impossible” goes into a lot of things you can do around proper running form and strengthening the before mentioned muscles and I just finished reading it, so I’ve been incorporating some of those things into what I already do. The book is a good read. It is a book focused on running and coaching though, so don’t go into it looking for great prose and story. But there are pieces of story here and there.

I’ve also been messing with my old guitar instead of writing lately. Seemingly anything that I can do that’s not writing is what I’ve done the past few weeks, including binge watching Orphan Black with my wife. Only one season left!

This week, if this dot will stay here at the table, I’m going to try being a little more active in the blogosphere. Those dots can be quite elusive however, so you never know. What I am going to do (or try to do) is pull myself out of this writing funk. It’s past time. I’ve sulked too long and maybe it’s pen and paper that I’ll be sitting with, but it’s not like that’s never happened before. Pen and paper has been the bearer of some of my best ideas after all.

So, I suppose I’ll let you go. Feel free to take a cup of that bold roast with you for the road and be safe out there. Don’t forget to keep six feet, as measured on a standard tape, between you and the random peeps, and dot willing, I’ll see you next week!

#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2020/04/12

If we were having coffee, you may think that it’s a little late to sitting and sipping this fine Seattle’s Best, and you may have a point. I could make a case for heading off to bed as well as the clock closes in on the witching hour, but I’ve been AWOL for the past few weeks and wanted to check in. There is a lot going on out there in the big ole world right now, most notably and disruptively is the Corona-virus, and that plays in on why I’ve been absent, but let’s come back to that.

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#FridayFictioneers – A Keeper

PHOTO PROMPT © DOUGLAS M. MACILROY

“Hey Susie, you want to keep this one,” Randy shouted from behind the laptop at the kitchen table.

Susie muted the tv, shushing the talking head and gave an exasperated shout back, “which one is that?”

This had been going on all morning and she had had enough.  It wasn’t fair that she was tortured just because Randy was out of work and bored.

“The one of that bird that flew into your office and crapped all over everything while you tried to get its picture.  Remember?”

“Yes,” she sighed.  “Gotta keep that one.  It cost too much to trash.”

WC:  100


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#FridayFictioneers – To Sleep

PHOTO PROMPT © Jeff Arnold

George sipped his coffee while reading the latest draft not realizing it had gone tepid. He winced.  Probably for the best.  That cup marked the last of pot number two, and his nerves were standing on end.  Sleep would never come. Tomorrow would be misery.

Pushing the cup away, he reached instead for a glass.  One made for his “other” favorite liquid.

Wine flowed around the smooth curl of the glass.  Red essence crashed into itself, crimson waves breaking on an ocean shore.

He sipped and read and felt his jangled nerves untangle.  Perhaps sleep would come tonight after all.

WC: 100


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#FridayFictioneers – Back in Time

Photo prompt copyright J Hardy Carroll

Marty swung the door up on the DeLorean and ignoring the looks at the steaming car, stepped out onto a sunny 1955, tree lined street. He waved at a woman and she screamed before running off.

The diner was just across the road. Just as he remembered it. He never thought he’d come back, but there was nowhere to eat in the future. Everything there had shut down.

He remembered great burgers. And fries to die for. Oh, and the malts! His stomach did a happy flip as he hurried across the street.

He never saw Biff round the corner.

WC: 100

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#WeekendCoffeeShare – Coronavirus

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that things are getting crazy around here. I’d have to do it at a distance of course, because all I know is that I need to wash my hands and keep my distance. You probably should too!

So it’s probably a good thing that this weekend share is a virtual thing after all. Sigh…

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#FridayFictioneers – Virus

PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr

Margie sat stiffly on the bench, her satchel placed beneath it, under a cloudless summer sky. Sparrows splashed in the fountain directly in front of her, but her glazed eyes never saw them.

A gloved man in a fine black suit came around the fountain to join her. He took note of her eyes and bare hands. It took all of his considerable will not to pull away.

“Do you have it?”

“Yes,” Margie replied standing and swaying as she found her feet.

She had disappeared before he carefully took the satchel in his gloved hand and left the park.

WC: 100


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