JusJoJan25

Just Stop

/ Liz H-H / 6 Comments

 

 

 

(Forgive my show of ill-temper)

Signed and certified
The orange skidmark
Slides down the back
Of US underpants
Floods our shoes
And stains the news
We make a mockery
Of our democracy

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)

(Ok, this wasn’t exactly fun, but it had to be said. Because I’m sad, and we have to go on.) To join in the fun of Just Jot It January (reading or writing your own on the prompt), visit   https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/08/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan25-the-8th-stop-following-me/#like-18645

Frustration and Persnickety: Expect Shenanigans

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In which I combine two prompts that go really well together & try to find a kinder, more understanding perspective…
        January 5 – Prompt FRUSTRATION from Barbara
       January 7 – Prompt PERNICKETY/PERSNICKETY from Ritu                        
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Okay, so I did write a response to the prompts (582 words. Ugh!), and succeeded in finding the humor and the humanity of the situation, so the prompts were great for introspection and humor. Many thanks, Barbara and Ritu!
But face it: we don’t really want to spend time reading a lot of whingeing, especially from me. So it remains in my word processor and not on my blog. Instead, enjoy my silly offering from the (sadly) now defunct Carrot Ranch, in which our task was to create variations and a story on “Once Upon a Time” in EXACTLY 99 words:
https://valleyofthetrolls.blog/2023/11/16/a-place-where-stories-begin/

Hope I make you smile today!
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)

To join in the fun of Just Jot It January (reading or writing your own on the prompt), visit: https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/05/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-5th-2025/

https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/07/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-7th-2025/ 

Goldie Walks

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Goldie awoke. Daylight streamed through the thin fabric of the kitchen curtains. She’d been up late the night before, tending to her mother, who was never sick enough to seek aid from the healer, but never well enough to rise from her own bed in their own one-bed cottage.                    Continue reading →

Joy in a Cold Snap: SoCSaturday

/ Liz H-H / 4 Comments

Woke up to subzero temps this morning, grateful that there is nothing…NOTHING…that requires me to go outside the house today. Yesterday, I returned overdue library books (a gothic horror novel by Elizabeth Hand, and a thick collection of Pablo Neruda poems), picked up a few grocery necessities, and got that teaspoon-sized dose of human interaction that’ll do me for about a week. Cuz Introvert.             Continue reading →