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Ghostwriting my biography: The Dream Team

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ghostwriter.”

This is an exciting thought since the whole notion of writing a memoir gives me the chills.

I would love to have Maya Angelou write my biography. She would add some soul and depth to my life. The tale would seem more like a dance, even through the hard to swallow parts.

I would love to have Shakespeare come along and embellish the facts to add much needed dramatic flair.

Perhaps if J. K. Rowling writes it I will be able to fly in real life as I do in many of my dreams. That would be awesome.

Those are my top three choices. I’m sure if I thought about it for a little longer I could come up with a longer list. LOL.

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Art Journal Entry – Unloading What Stresses Me

I needed some art therapy. I wrote down some of the things that have really been stressing me out. Then I covered it up with paint. Next step is to let creativity take over. No editor. Silence the perfectionist. Just do what you feel. Expressing what I keep trying to tell myself. Here is a… Continue reading Art Journal Entry – Unloading What Stresses Me

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Dear Baltimore… if I were mayor…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Built This City.”

I truly do love my city. I love the good and the bad about this place. You can’t really say you love a place (or anyone or anything for that matter) if you don’t take the bad as well as the good.

We have great sports teams here in Birdland. I love my Baltimore Ravens and I love my Baltimore Orioles. We have a soccer team that I love just because it exists.

I love the Inner Harbor. I love all the neighborhoods we have. This truly a city of distinct neighborhoods.

That being said, I do see a bunch of areas that we can improve.

If I were the mayor for a day I would start by cleaning house. The city government is so inefficiently run. Take the time to weed out the slackers and get people in who care about positive outcomes for the whole city and not just their friends.

I would revamp the school system. Get new people in at headquarters. Get experienced principals in the schools. Upgrade buildings. Offer gym and art as regular everyday curriculum and not just an every so often class.

I would rebuild the recreation center system. There is a problem with kids starting fights and committing crimes because they don’t have much else to do. Open those places back up and offer programs that will help the kids make better decisions. Expose them to positive things. Piggyback on what they are learning in school.

I would claim every vacant house in the city. If the owner cared they would have done something with it. Tear down what needs to be torn down. Sell what can be rebuilt. Create as much affordable housing as possible.

I would offer ticket fee amnesty for a week. Then I would abolish the system that allows your parking tickets to grow from a $32 ticket to owing thousands of dollars. City can’t make any money if people don’t pay because there are too many fees.

I would probably start all of that in my first week. If my fellow politicians didn’t have me impeached by the end of the week I would start on a new list of things.

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Picking my flavor: When twitter & daily blog prompts collide

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “32 Flavors.”

This is a funny prompt because one of my Twitter friends just asked what everyone’s favorite flavor of Talenti is.

I am lactose intolerant so me eating ice cream is like dancing with the devil.

That being said… the devil and I do dance occasionally.

Hell I had a doctor try to scare me about my cholesterol and he told me I was going to die if I kept eating what was then my favorite flavor of ice cream. I told him to start filling out the death certificate.

Now, I have never had Talenti. Everyone raves about it which means I will probably never try it because I am very contrary that way.

I do absolutely adore Turkey Hill Neapolitan Ice Cream. I will only share it with my grandfather. No one else. I always have some in my freezer. I have developed a tolerance for it so that it doesn’t bother me when I eat it.

I grew up loving strawberry ice cream. Then I was on this vanilla kick and would cover it in chocolate syrup. I crave chocolate ice cream periodically. Neapolitan allows me not to have to choose.

I have never been a fan of other flavors. I’ll eat some sherbert every now and again. The other flavors get too wild. I like simplicity with my ice cream.

I have been to Coldstone and love the ice cream. It does not love me as much though. I will get strawberry with strawberries and a bit of fudge mixed in.

I am an active member of the “Chase Down The Ice Cream Truck Crew”. I like a good soft serve swirl cone.

A spoonful of Haagen Dazs Chocolate is just good for your soul every now and again.

Okay, let me stop talking about ice cream before I get up from this desk and go to the grocery store. I haven’t even finished my breakfast.

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Finding My Happy Place

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Places.”

My face crinkles up when faced with the question “Beach, Mountain, or Forest?”. I immediately think of my happy place and how hard it is for me to get there.

First you have to go through some mountains. I have never really been hiking so I have no clue why I would require hiking to get to my happy place. But alas there is some hiking involved. I think it has something to do with getting to the top and being able to glance down at the problems that I am leaving behind. They look smaller from up there.

Then you get to go down the mountain. Too much like exercise but the view of the top of the clouds is awesome and starts to bring about the notion of peace. Once at the bottom I am walking through a forest. Tall trees shading me from the sun. They sort of feel like a nice warm hug.

Finally I get to the gazebo, fully equipped with a daybed swing. That swing is important because I am exhausted. I get to nap with a warm breeze blowing. When I wake up I can walk out to the water. This isn’t the beach. I am not a fan of all that sand. This is a huge lake, surrounded by grass and large rocks. I can sit on a rock or in the grass and just stare out at the water. I can forget about all the things that are troubling me and simply relax.

I keep thinking that it shouldn’t be so hard for me to get there. But something keeps telling me that it is all about the process.

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Why didn’t I study abroad???

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Study Abroad.”

Okay, when I read this prompt I began to list all of the places I remember saying I wanted to go when I was planning for college. Then I remembered all of the programs that I looked at while I was in college. Studying abroad was high on my list of things to do while I was in college.

So why is it that I didn’t do it?

Hell, I still don’t have a passport.

I guess the simple answer is that my priorities changed. Financially, studying abroad was not an option for me.

The other reason, well, I was having a hard enough time surviving college to add on the notion of studying abroad. It was a scary thing. I took German in college and had pondered going over there but was more excited about countries whose language I didn’t speak. Hell, I didn’t and don’t speak German.

The long and short of it is that I chickened out. I kept saying that I would just travel later on. Then I had my son and later seemed to be pushed further off into the distance.

If I could do college over again I would totally study abroad.

But we don’t have that luxury.

So I will simply make sure that I don’t chicken out again and get some traveling done in the near future.

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The things I never said…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Set It To Rights.”

So this prompt spoke to me rather quickly. Mostly because I am one to let a lot of things slide. I simply don’t feel like it is worth the anxiety, anger, and regret that come with confrontation. Most times the confrontation does nothing to solve a problem but does make you look at the other person differently. Therefore, I avoid it.

So when this prompt talks about going back and changing things, I had to think to myself if I would ever do that.

Hindsight is both a gift and a curse.

Too many time I look back on situations like I could have said this or should have done that. Thing is you really should just accept what happened. If apologies are in order then you should hand them out. Other than that, you can’t change the past. Hell, apologies don’t change the past. They simply attempt to create a better future.

We spend far too much time focusing on the past. If you can make it right, then do that. If not, don’t waste too much time mulling over it. Learn the lesson and move on.