Monday, July 06, 2009

A Little This, a Dash of That...

Protect me from knowing what I don't need to know. Protect me from even knowing that there are things to know that I don't know. Protect me from knowing that I decided not to know about the things that I decided not to know about. Amen. ~Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless

Lord, lord, lord. Protect me from the consequences of the above prayer. ~Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless


No, that quote has nothing to do with today's post... I just found it amusing! *G*

So, I tried to find the results of that sensory writing lesson I spoke about yesterday. I no longer have the original version, but I do have what I pared down to 100 words, submitted and had published in FlashShot a few years ago.

For fun, I give you "The Hot Dog":

I was starving and her hot dog smelled incredible. Saliva pooled in my mouth. I smiled, trying to charm her out of a morsel.

“This isn’t on your diet. That is.” She indicated the slop beside me, and then took a nibble. Chewed.

I hadn’t eaten in days. Who could face that swill? Despairing, I silently pleaded again for a taste. Only one bite left.

She lifted it to her mouth, but at the last moment tossed it in the air. I caught it handily between my teeth, gulping it down without chewing. My tail thumped the floor in thanks.

Makes me remember how much fun it is to write flash fiction. Flash Me Magazine has lots of short stuff, too, if you're interested in some REALLY quick reads.

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In Pillar Place: Swallowtail our last 'pillar has readied himself to become a pupa. He's hanging out on the roof in a little sideways "J" and should shed his skin for the last time at some point today.

Also in PP:S, today our first pupa may hatch. It's been ten days since Diana became a pupa, and so I must keep a close eye on the box to see if she bursts forth in all her butterfly glory.

On my list of things to do today: stake up my milkweed. Between all the rain, and the incredibly high winds we've had, about half my milkweed is flopped over and lying on the ground. Thankfully, the stalks aren't broken, but my DH already mowed over one so I need to get them standing up again before that happens to the rest of them. I can't WAIT for the monarchs to arrive...

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You Belong in the Upper West Side



You have what it takes to be successful, but not snooty.

That's why you belong in the New York of Sex and the City and Seinfeld!



Since I know next to nothing about New York, I'll just say... Okay. And successful but not snooty (that word always reminds me of "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" -- you know, in the restaurant?) sounds good to me.

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8 comments:

Dru said...

You Belong in Brooklyn

Down to earth and hard working, you're a true New Yorker.

And although you may be turning into a yuppie, you never forget your roots.


Marianne, you would like the upper west side.

The Hot Dog" is a cute and fun story.

Have a good Monday.

MomJane said...

This doesn't sound a lot like me, well maybe a little.


You Belong in Greenwich Village

Avant-garde and bohemian, you're quick to adopt new ideas and lifestyles.
And while you're a bit less weird these days, you still have a "live and let live" philosophy.

Jen of A2eatwrite said...

I grew up on the Upper West Side! That photo, though, is of the Plaza, which is across the street of the start of the East Side and is in Midtown, not the Upper West Side. What an odd choice.

Loved the dog snippet - wondered why hot dogs seems so enticing to you - I kind of forgot it was doggy perspective 'til the end.

Melissa McClone said...

I'll have to come back and take the test when I have more time!

Have a nice day! We finally have cooler temps. Huge sigh of relief!

Anne-Kathrine said...

Good luck with the butterflies!

Tori Lennox said...

You Belong in the Upper East Side

You're an aspiring blue blood, and you want the best of New York high society.
And while some may think you're conservative, you still appreciate good art and culture.


Does this mean I'm snooty??? I don't mean to be!

Brandy said...

"You Belong in the East Village". (I have no idea where that is.) "A little bit arty, a little bit punk - you seem to set trends that many people follow.
It's likely that you're an academic of sorts, even if it's just on the weekends."

Your written scene was fun!

I hope you have a good day!

Shelley Munro said...

I enjoyed the dog flash fiction. And in the quiz I belong in Brooklyn.