Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wednesday, 22 January 2020

Words for Wednesday











This meme was started by Delores a long time ago.  Words for Wednesday is now provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast. 

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.  Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image.   What we do with those prompts is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...  We can use some or all of the prompts.

Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog.  I would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme, which includes cheering on the other participants.  If you are posting on your own blog - let me know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.


The prompts will be here this month but are provided by Mark Koopmans.


This week's prompts are:


  1. Deviled/which might also be spelt devilled
  2. Interdependence
  3. Watery
  4. Figs
  5. Zoom
  6. Headphones

       
And/Or

  1. Gargled
  2. Presence
  3. Yelling
  4. Andalusia
  5. Snowdrifts
  6. Exfoliate


Have fun.

126 comments:

  1. At last. Andalusia!!! After all the long years when all her plans had been bedevilled by obstacles thrown up by her difficult and demanding mother Lisa was finally here.
    Sunshine, the blue and gold seaside, rich enticing tapas, olives, sun-warmed figs, stunning Roman and Islamic architecture, fiestas, flamenco.
    Yes, the celebration of bull-fighting was an unwelcome presence but she wasn't going to zoom in on the negatives.
    In the shower she gargled in watery joy and continued to exfoliate (which always reminded her of the Daleks...exfoliate, exfoliate). Snowdrifts of dead skin flooded down the drain and disappeared.
    She had her day planned. A leisurely breakfast in the cafe below, followed by a day of sight-seeing. The receptionist had promised her that the museums would have guided tours and that they would have headphones so she could get an English translation of any terms her Spanish wasn't yet up to.
    Every night was fiesta night she had been told and she just couldn't wait... passion filled starry perfumed nights. Who knew that the solution to the endless yelling and interdependence was as simple as a pillow firmly held down over a gasping mouth. She wished she had done it years ago. Today was indeed the start of the rest of her life.

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    1. Very well written and very enjoyable story. I have a feeling that Mark's words are putting us all in a rather murderous temper. I hope not to succumb to this temptation more than necessary.

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    2. OMG, you sneaked in that evil little murder at the end! Love it! (And I giggled at part about the Daleks.)

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    3. Fantastic! Nothing like a good "offing" to free one's spirit!

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    4. She's not bothered by conscience, is she. So free, yet sometimes i wonder about cases like this.

      Excellent story and descriptions.

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    5. messymimi: Perhaps conscience (or justice) will find her later.

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    6. Hi EC - clever ... I too loved the Dalek note ... while having murder on her mind. Andalucia - will never be the same again! Cheers Hilary

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    7. Exterminate, Exterminate but it does sound similar. Loved the final touch. You and Mark are both into the odd murder scene LOL.

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    8. OMG. I didn't see that one coming! Good job, EC!!! Woot. Woot.

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    9. PS I see mystery writing in your future.

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    10. Oh what a shocker, loved it. My kind of yarn.

      Well done!

      XO
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    11. Oh you sneaky little devil, you. I did not see that ending coming. (And, I reckon, neither did HE! HA) Great imaginative use of the words. Well done!

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    12. Oh, I didn't see that one coming either! Super take on those crazy words!

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    13. You are good EC! You are a very talented writer! Big Hugs!

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  2. Sounds like a little slice of Heaven and now I have some idea of where Andalusia might be. I'm having a sleepless night....

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    1. River: I am sorry for your sleepless night. I hope you can nap later. And yes, Lisa does feel like she is in Heaven.

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  3. "Well, I suppose we have dawdled long enough Frances. We might as well get on the road right now or we will have to zoom all the way to Andalusia. You grab the deviled egg carrier and I will get the fig preserves. You know how much Maw Maw loves both of those."
    "Don't act like you can't hear me. Take off those bloomin" head phones . And, for your information, No! I am not yelling! Just get in the car"
    "No, I don't care if you have not gargled yet, we are running late and it is about a 2 and a half hour drive. One day without Listerine will not kill your dental health. I don't even remember the last time you graced Maw Maw with your presence. Let's just get on the road. If you want to put those stupid headphones back on, go ahead. I am going to listen to a podcast anyway"
    (2 1/2 hours later )
    "We're here! Take those off before we get to Maw Maw. You know about her fears of technology'. Oh my look at the lawn. It looks too watery for our picnic I need to talk to someone about drainage, and look at those hydrangeas. They are so overgrown and so untended that the petals that have dropped look like snowdrifts. I am going to have to talk to someone about that too.They need to exfoliate them"
    "Oh hey there Mama! Look at who I brought to see you today. Little Jessie. Say hi to Maw Maw, Jessie"

    "Mother, that's enough. First I am not Little Jessie, I am a 25 year old woman and I go by Jess. Secondly the word is defoliate or deadhead, not exfoliate. Thirdly I do not understand this interdependence you have about being here with Maw Maw. You do not have to drive down here every month bringing her favorite foods to have a picnic. And the only reason I agreed to come today is because Dad does not like you driving here by yourself, he could not get away from work today and I had the day off. And lastly I am not going to say hello to a headstone."

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    1. Sorry for the critical error. I name the daughter Frances right off the bat, but the evidently changed it to Jessie at the end. Mea culpa. Note to self_proof!

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    2. No error,, maybe she changed her named,, I enjoyed this very much!

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    3. Anne in the kitchen: I love your story - and I am taken with Laurie's response to the name change too. Some days I would rather talk to a headstone than some members of my family which is bad of me, but true. The headstone would probably be a better listener too.

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    4. Hehe, good story Jessie (or Frances, - I normally change the colour of people's hair ;) ) really got something off her chest here.

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    5. It sounds like mama might need some grief therapy. Excellent story!

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    6. Hi Anne - that was fun ... wasn't expecting the ending ... cheers Hilary

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    7. Good one Anne. Had a kind of familiar ring to it until you got to the headstone.

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    8. Oh I love this completely unexpected, but I have to admit I do talk to headstones.

      XO
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    9. Oh, wow! What a terrific job! Your piece really hit me in the heart, and like Sue's piece, your ending caught me by surprise, too. And it really resonated with me. Years ago, my father used to drag the whole family to the cemetery where his mother was buried. Every Sunday. An hour and a half drive... and I hated it. NOT my idea of a fun family outing.

      Well done!

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    1. Laurie: I am blown away each and every week by the talent on display. I hope you will check in later to read more stories (and perhaps join us?).

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  5. Yes, some very good words here. Even some I have already used and one I really needed for the closing chapter!
    Next chapter to be released at 3am my time; that is 6h 10m form now.

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    1. Charlotte (MotherOwl): I am really, really looking forward to your next installment. And my mind is wondering which of these words your final chapter demanded.

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  6. At these words, Aunt Marigold popped up and introduced herself. This is going to be fun!

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  7. Looks like a challenging set of words, but tomorrow I will see what I can do with them. I noticed that you bumped somebody off at the end of your piece, Sue. Now there's something to give me ideas!!

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    1. David M. Gascoigne: Poor Lisa. If she hadn't killed her mother she would still be at her beck and call. Forever at her mother's beck and call. I look forward to seeing where Mark's words take you.

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    2. oops. She killed her mother, eh? I assumed it was an overbearing spouse. Teach me to assume... :)

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  8. The devilled eggs Sam had ordered were disgusting, making her eyes watery after her first mouthful. In haste, she rushed off to the bathroom where she gargled for a few minutes to get rid of the foul taste.

    Her dinner companion, with his headphones, as usual, glued to his ears was totally unaware of her presence. Locked in his own world, he had not even noticed she'd left the table.

    There was no interdependence in their friendship, Sam muttered to herself. She felt like yelling at him to jolt him back to reality. Or, perhaps turn on the zoom button on his headphones just for the hell of it.

    They’d met in Andalusia when she arrived in Southern Spain earlier in the month.

    Sam had always wanted to visit the area because it was well-known for its delicious oranges, and, also for its plump figs, the skin of which was very easy to exfoliate.

    After having been trapped in a dense snowdrift in Austria, Spain was a welcome relief from the cold of areas in the northern part of Europe.

    Sam knew, however, this would be their last outing together. She would see to that! She couldn’t cope with rude, ignorant behaviour...she didn’t have to....

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    1. Lee: Hooray for Sam. If only more of us refused to accept rudeness and ignorance.

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    2. Hi Lee - good for her ... that entanglement was a mistake. But glad she's not in Spain right now - very cold, snowy and flooded! Cheers Hilary

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    3. Bully for Lee, I'm cheering her on.
      Well done!

      XO
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    4. Kudos. Great job, as always, Lee.

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    5. Great job! I love assertive women. Lisa sounds like a smart gal, because it didn't take her long to remove her rose-colored glasses and see her new fella for what he was.

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  9. Gee, have read the stories, don't people do well writing with these words...much better and myself as I can never think, well mostly :)

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    1. Margaret-whiteangel. I agree that people do well, but you are too hard on yourself. The weeks that you do join us your stories are up there with the best.

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  10. She relied on the gardener to bring her the best fruits and vegetables … today she’d decided to rectify yesterday’s watery sauce and make a thick devilled one for her kidneys – the starter of her menu.

    The figs could accompany a cheese board … while she must make sure the photographer zoomed in sufficiently to obtain the maximum sharpness detail in her devilled kidneys.

    She always made notes as she wandered the kitchen prepping the food, getting ready for service … she could have her headphones on … before the guests arrived.

    Lunch was her busiest meal … and she loved to entice with the deliciousness from the natural foods brought in to her each and every day.

    Now she must decide on the main course to balance out the menu … decisions, decisions – best done with no-one else around. Easy to think about a tale for ‘Words for Wednesday’ as she contentedly worked away in her restaurant.

    First set - cheers Hilary

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    1. Hilary Melton-Butcher: Now that sounds like a restaurant I would very happily eat at. I could even become a regular. Great (and enticing) job.

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    2. Hi EC - many thanks ... just realised interdependence got missed out ... ah well! Cheers H

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    3. Nice story, well done. I'm getting hungry.

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    4. Sounded like a good place to eat. Wish we had such a good restaurant here.

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    5. I'd go for that cheese and figs but not the devilled kidneys. Well done!

      XO
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    6. Well done! Sounds like some good food, except for the kidneys. (Do people really devil them?) After reading some of the other dark murderous kinda stories created with this week's list of words, I was halfway expecting your restaurant to be serving meats (and UGH kidneys) harvested from unpleasant customers...)

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  11. I'm dropping by to see if you fared ok with the storms? Forgive me if you have updated us somewhere, I haven't read your latest posts!

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    1. tat is, I haven't read them yet!

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    2. kylie: Thank you. We were on the fringe of the 'big' hail storm, and only got a little rain and a little hail. Others were not so lucky and three family members had their cars damaged.

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  12. Well, I was exfoliating figs, like you do before you devil them, when I noticed someone yelling from my headphones. I dropped the figs and zoomed over to pick them up. Oh, it was just my new favorite band from Andalusia, The Snowdrifts, singing...or rather, garling, their new song. Come to think of it, they are no longer my favorite band. I claim my interdependence from them! No, wait, I mean independence. Whatever!

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    1. Well done Sandi ... great imaginative use of the words ... cheers Hilary

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    2. Sandi: Thank you for joining us. I am smiling broadly at your tale - and wonder whether anyone has devilled figs or whether you could start a new foodie trend.

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    3. Like the business with the figs, well done!

      XO
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    4. You did a great job condensing the word list into a short piece. Nicely done.

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  13. I stretched and looked out the window at the SNOWDRIFTS piled high. It will be hard getting to the bird feeders this morning, I thought, as I adjusted the HEADPHONES. “The Lark Ascending” was playing, a lovely and atmospheric piece if ever there was one, and I couldn't help but think that out in the hinterland Horned Larks might indeed be ascending.
    Perhaps they will welcome my PRESENCE a little later, but given the amount of snow we have received there will be no ZOOMING along the highway to get to the back roads this morning. Finally, I dragged myself out of bed, and rubbed my WATERY eyes. As I got dressed, I couldn't help but notice that my skin was so dry that my legs resembled the EXFOLIATING Cinnamon Bark Maple we planted last year. Better rub on a little lotion.
    My wife was YELLING up to me that breakfast was ready. Now there's a switch. It's rare that she is up first so she fixed breakfast to celebrate the event I guess. There really is a whole lot of INTERDEPENDENCE between us and we help each other in myriad ways, most of it as part of a daily routine where a little kindness and consideration goes a long way. Breakfast was a bit of an odd affair to tell you the truth, but good nonetheless, and far more than the bowl of cereal I usually have each day. There were DEVILLED eggs, and FIGS and yogurt. And, it goes without saying, hot steaming coffee, without which no respectable person would start the day!
    I asked my wife whether she wanted to go out and look for larks and she agreed that it would be a good idea. I brushed my teeth and GARGLED with mouthwash and I was ready to tackle the roads.
    The sun was shining, the wind light, it was in fact a perfect winter's day. Other than for the snow, we might well have been in ANDALUSIA.

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    1. Nice to get your breakfast fixed. Nobody fixes food for me any more. I could use some of that Andalusian sun, we do have Snowdrifts outside our doors.

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    2. I fix breakfast far more than it is prepared for me in reality. I make a mean Spanish omelette!

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    3. Man, I'm getting hungry. I don't know if I have ever had deviled eggs. I think I'll have to check out a recipe. But not for breakfast.

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    4. Hi David - great take utilising your interests in life ... food and garden birds, let alone your travels. While I'm chuffed you plagiarised my idea of 'The Lark Ascending' - cheers Hilary

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    5. David M. Gascoigne: I suspect there is more than a little truth to your take on this week's words. And loved it. Like Hilary I smiled to see The Lark Ascending again.

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    6. Awesome use of the words! Seriously awesome.

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    7. I am happy to report that we did in fact find seven Horned Larks today.

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    8. I'm a fan of The Lark in the Clear Air myself but the Lark Ascending is another favourite. What a lovely breakfast!

      XO
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    9. What a sweet take on the words! I love it. (Um, except for that crack about no respectable person starting the day without coffee... Hey! How about us tea drinkers??? :) )

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  14. I do love DEVILLED eggs. With an Instant Pot hard boiling eggs is a breeze. You don’t have to bury them in a WATERY and boiling pot and then have to ensure your PRESENCE to keep them simmering gently, with the Pot you can just stick them in and disappear. No YELLING when they won’t peel either, totally easy. As you know I like to cook and recipes from other parts of the world such as ANDALUSIA, India, China and so on are always welcome although these days my eyes are getting worse and I have to ZOOM in on the printing and even use a microscope to see some things. My eyes sometimes seem to have SNOWDRIFTS clouding their vision. A recipe I recently got hold of called for fresh FIGS but although listed on their web page, my grocery store didn’t actually have them. It seems we create a kind of INTERDEPENDENCE with our grocery store. I spend all week adding things to their website to be collected on a specific day which I can choose. Hey ho, back to the kitchen.

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    1. Nice one ... poor me even more hungry now. Off looking for what those deviled eggs really are!

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    2. Jo: I love it. While I know what devilled eggs are, I don't think I have had them. Like you I delight in recipes from other lands/cultures. I may have to investigate Instant Pots too.

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    3. I love devilled eggs and they can look so pretty sprinkled with cayenne and made with chopped chives, onions are too heavy.
      Good take on the words!

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    4. Nice job, Jo! Experimenting with foods and cooking dishes from other cultures is fun, isn't it? Can you really prepare hard cooked eggs in an instant pot? Huh. I didn't know that. Then again, I don't have one of those pots. :)

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  15. You mean a microscope or a magnifying glass?

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    1. Yes I suspect she did ... Jo's off today at the hospital - with her hubby.

      Good one Jo ... take care - cheers Hilary

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    2. Yes, magnifying glass. Couldn't think this morning. Thanks Hilary.

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    3. Jo: I hope the hospital visit went well - and am a bit pleased to note that others struggle with words some days.

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  16. Hi, I follow you # 382 , follow back?

    https://fashionisbiglove.blogspot.com/

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    1. Ti M: Thank you. I will be over to your blog shortly. I should warn you that I am a fashionista's nightmare though.

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    1. Susan Kane: Pull that thinking cap on firmly...

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  18. In Andalusia, we ate delicious deviled figs while pondering the interdependence of headphones and snowdrifts. Then we gargled with watery mouthwash whilst yelling, "Zoom! Exfoliate Now!" in the presence of insanity. (Suzi)

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    1. Anonymous Suzi: Lots of thoughts to ponder here. Headphones and snowdrifts? Deviled Figs? Welcome - and thank you for joining us.

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    2. Holy moley! Talk about condensing the words into the shortest possible space. Very impressive!

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  19. Dear EC, the story-telling gene isn't working today and hasn't been for several weeks. But I so appreciate reading the efforts of others. Creativity and imagination are alive and well among your readers. Peace.

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    1. Dee: I understand that sometimes the story-telling gene goes on vacation. I hope it returns to you, refreshed and invigorated soon.

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    2. Thank you. I hope so, too, as I'd like to write another memoir. Peace.

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  20. Free Willie 2.0: The After-bath (PART 1... PART 2 is in the next comment!!)

    “You know you’re not supposed to start a story with quotes, right?”

    Startled out of a doze, Willie crossed his left leg over his right to hide his goodies and looked at the policeman in horror.

    “I’m in the bleeding bath. Can’t I have at least a bit of privacy after these last few days?”

    “You’ve got the Deviled egg in ye, lad,” said Detective Inspector MacSkermish. “I’m arresting you for the murder of your Momma, lovely woman that she was. On your feet, and let’s go, lad.”

    Willie pushed himself up out of the bath, caught the white towel and didn’t resist as the long arm of the law grabbed his wrist and twisted him around.

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  21. “Ouch. Shit that hurts. Hey, Momma mentioned that more that once and even said that in many places it’s also spelt ‘devilled?’”

    “Aye, I did not, but yer not gonna fool me, young man,” MacSkermish said, making sure the cuffs were snugly on his suspect.

    “Yer mother was found dead at the bottom of the pool and the stories of your Interdependence leaves me with more questions than a Rolling Stones concert.”

    MacSkermish turned Willie around and the alleged Momma murderer looked down at the life-long copper.

    “How can they still be doing that at their age?”

    “Who?”

    “No, not those guys, aren’t they all like dead? I mean the Stones.

    “D.I. MacSkermish, I know not of how my dearest mother came to her Watery end, but I’m here at my own violation, so please take me to your leader and I’ll ask your questions. Oh, and before we go, I’m doing my words in order this week, so would you care for two Figs?”

    Willie leaned conspiratorially into the personal space of the D.I.

    “Look, I’d rather you only have one fig, but I have to use the plural, and not the singular, so bear with me.”

    He stood up straight and as he was led off the property, Willie looked at the infinity pool for perhaps the last time.

    “Volition.”

    “I’m sorry?”

    Willie was looking at MacSkermish who ignored him as he thoroughly smelled and then licked his fig before popping it into his mouth. After not dying within seconds of some horrible poison, the D.I. nodded at Willie and then with a hop, skip and a Zoom, he grabbed a handful more.

    “It’s not violation. We’re not giving you a ticket for driving with Headphones. Yer dear, old mother drowned in a pool, and the least you could do is get your words right, for the love of lard.”

    Willie let loose of the grief he’d felt since the loss of his floatie. It was an important part of the guide he’d downloaded from the Internet.

    • Rule 2, Section C (paragraph 20(a.) If one can, it is always advisable to cry in front of a copper.

    • Rule 2, Section C (paragraph 20(b.) However, this crying must appear to be genuine, so a person who has previously Gargled with fresh jalapeños will appear to be less guilty.

    Initially, as the Presence of Momma had floated down to the bottom of the wonderfully deep pool, Willie had a Yelling moment, but held it together and used his usual trick to release the happiness he felt.

    MacSkermish was no fool but even he couldn’t see Willie’s toes going back and forth as they did the Mexican wave in his shoes.

    “Well Willie, we have no further questions and you’re free to go. But, I have just one more question…”

    Willie, already dreaming of Andalusia and the Snowdrifts of the Sierra Nevada mountains, was thinking about his upcoming spa treatments in Malaga.

    He planned to Exfoliate the dramas of his past, but MacSkermish was staring at Willie’s feet.

    “Why are you toes wiggling like they’ve won the lottery or…”

    Willie looked down to see he was wearing flip flops and then the two men looked directly at each other. MacSkermish sensed the truth was there for the taking and leaned forward.

    Willie defensively leaned backward and felt good until he realised…. oh shit!!

    He was out of words and Mark was going to bed.


    As MacSkermish descended upon him, Willie wondered if the next set of words could save him.

    “MacSkermish, do you mind not arresting me until next week?”

    “Huh, I have you trapped, there’s no way out. Why wait?”

    “Well, there’s 12 new words (plus and/or, if I need it) and who knows what may happen."

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    1. Mark Koopmans: Snorting with mirth here and/or seriously awed.
      Sleep well - though I wonder what sort of dreams pop into your head.

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    2. Hi Mark - well that was an exciting journey through words ... and as EC, I too am giggling away happily - just glad there are no visuals! Cheers Hilary

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    3. I with you on the visuals Hilary. I was actually wondering what Mark was on and/or drinking. What with violations and volitions, you can never tell.

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    4. Mark, you've gotta be the king of these word list stories. They're not only well-written, but they're dripping with humor. Love it! (Except for those cracks about the Rolling Stones... watch it, young man! HA)

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    5. @Mark K: 'hide his goodies' - I don't know why that makes me laugh. Thank you.

      Have a lovely day.

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  22. After a long sojourn, here is mine, now to read all yours!
    Wisewebwoman

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    1. Wisewebwoman: I will be over to read yours very shortly. And am looking forward to it. Big time.

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  23. How am I ever going to top Mark Koopmans with my lame, ordinary word lists next month? I may take a dive into my Thesaurus.

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    1. I am looking forward to ordinary word lists to get "Magical Me" rolling again. Mark's words are fine, but too modern / special to be of much use for that purpose.

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    2. River: You don't need to top Mark. Just be yourself. Your 'lame, ordinary' word list have produced some wonderful stories before. And will again.

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  24. Have I lost my writing mojo? I'm sorry to be a party pooper again, EC. I'll try again next week. :)

    Elsie

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    1. Elsie Amata: Not a problem. When you are ready. You are very busy, and have not been well - either of which are perfect reasons to step away for a bit.

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  25. Such unusual words - somehow I seems to want to write silly stories with Mark's words. Here's my take --
    Koozie & Deviled Demons.

    Have a lovely day.

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    1. lissa: I thoroughly enjoyed Koozie's story, and want more. I do hope that Mark's words next week lead to another installment.

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  26. Serena e felice giornata a te.

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    1. Giancarlo: Thank you, serenity is a lovely wish. I wish the same to you and yours.

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  27. More great words for me to work with! Hugs, RO

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    1. Cindi Summerlin: I read it this morning. It explains (but doesn't condone) quite a lot.

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  29. This didn't look an easy selection to me … but as usual people came up Trumps! Well done.

    All the best Jan

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    1. Lowcarb team member ~Jan: I certainly didn't find it easy, and am super impressed at people's contributions. I hope you and Eddie have a great week.

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  30. Ha, my brain is on strike again...will take away these prompts, and as soon as I get a moment to think, will attempt to let my creative juices flow! ;))
    I do hope you are doing OK...

    Much love and hugs xxxxxxx

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    1. Ygraine: I do understand that 'brain on strike' feeling. Mine frequently goes out to lunch and doesn't invite me.
      I hope your creative juices do flow, but will understand if they don't.
      I am OK, and hope you are doing well.

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    1. natalia20041989: It is a really fun meme, and I am so glad it has lasted.

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  32. Susan Kane also joined the fun and I have copied her story and it follows.

    Susan Kane26 January 2020 at 12:25

    No earphones in the world could silence the sound a five year old on an airplane. The interdependence of the entire family of 30 members was on board heading to Utah, all wearing expensive sound silencing headphones . How could they abide devil child? Couldn't they douse the kid with water, yet don't they know splashing cold water yet in the face of a crazy kid might just shut her up?
    Let me do it, Just. Let. Me. Do. It! Beverly thought.
    Before the plane could zoom to a thankful landing, Beverly was ready to cram her favorite fig cookies into the devil girl's mouth.
    Someone will wreak revenge on you, little devil. Someday.

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    1. Susan Kane: It is now up twice. Which is fine. I put it up immediately before you reposted it.

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    2. I was trying to do something tricky is my reply. "abide devil child" meant to take "a-bi-de-vil" slant. Oh well. Just me exploring language, unsuccessfully.

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    3. Susan Kane: No exploration of language is EVER wasted.

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  34. Excellent writes everyone! Enjoyed it all!
    Big Hugs EC!

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    1. Magic Low Crow: Many thanks. I am really happy you enjoyed yourself.

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