So, again, if you’ve read them, the writers hope you voted for your favorite of the “Alphabet Challenge G-Stories” HERE. That’s also where you can find links to the stories so that — you know — if you’ve yet to read them, you can get to reading them before voting.
Here’s something new subscribers might not know . . . there be other Alphabet Stories (HERE). I mean, that’s obvious, but maybe new subscribers don’t know how to find them.
Now, normally, I’d have photos here, but I’m running late and I’m tired so, instead, parody songs . . .
I belong to an online writing community that I joined after attending Viable Paradise in 2015. The thing is, I had forgotten all about it until the other day when a fellow attendee mentioned he was participating in one of their challenges.
As it turned out, it was the last of five challenges and I’d missed the first four, and it won’t be repeated until next year. I’ll have to try and remember to check next December.
Anyway, I decided to participate in at least one, and this is the prompt I picked:
“Write a story set in the year 2120. Realistically, what do you think could be happening? (Obviously you can’t cover everything, so keep your focus tight.)”
This post covers the fiction I published on this blog from March 2015 through March 2016.
If you’ve not read the previous two posts about this blog and my fiction and you have a strong desire to read all the fiction I write, here’s a quick reminder. The first four years were covered in THIS post. The year five was covered in THIS post.
Following that progression, this post should cover year six of dispersering fiction. And so it does.
If you have no desire to read any of my fiction, stop right here and go on your way as nothing below will interest you. Vade con spaghetti monstrum volantes.
Maybe, but remember I also wrote opinions (future post to be) and did near-epic writing on many of the posts showcasing my photos.
Sometimes I wrote stuff most people (including regular readers) plain missed.
For instance, for a long while — October 2012 through December 2015 — I posted a printable monthly calendar. The first part of the post covered the process and background story of the photo I used, but usually, there was some writing aimed at being informative, humorous, or both. Most people, even them who read most of what I publish, missed most stuff. By the way, as far as printable photos go, I thought them pretty good.
Anyway, why did most people miss some of the writing?
Recently, I had the occasion to interact with relatives I’d not seen in a while. Part of the conversation rolled around to what I do for hobbies. I mentioned my blog, and I provided the information for the blog, for SmugMug, and gave them my email.
I don’t expect them to check things out (photos or writing) because those conversations are just stuff people say, like “we’ll keep in touch“ and “let’s do lunch sometimes“ and “let’s meet up later; I’ll give you the best deep massage you ever had“.
Disclosure: no one has ever said the last thing to me, and that’s good.
When I mention I dabble in writing, most people express an interest in what I write. Again, I’m near-certain it’s just polite social-convention that won’t lead to anything and be quickly forgotten once a bit of time and distance come into play.
“I can’t speak for the other writers and we’ve agreed on no rebuttals but my criteria for enjoying something I read (or watch, or listen to, etc) is fairly clear-cut; I don’t want to be lied to, I want a complete story (beginning, middle, end), and I want to walk away from it fairly certain I didn’t waste the time I spent reading it.”
That’s a quote from the critique post. I want to expand a bit on that.
The pictures are here for the people who have no interest in reading or writing, no interest in what I read and write, and especially what I have to say about reading and writing.
. . . but haven’t for a while now. Maybe I no longer have thoughts?
Could be; I’m getting on in years and at my advanced age the cognitive functions decline at a frightful pace. Not to brag (or complain) but I was saddened by a recent article saying research reports cognitive decline in old age occurs at a faster pace in people who are bright.
I know, I know . . . it sounds like I’m bragging. Nope! I’m hoping I’m a dunce and thus, my brain function will remain approximately constant as I age.
Yes, another reworked image. Get used to it; more are coming.