This
meme was started by Delores a long time ago. Computer issues and then life issues led her
to bow out. The meme was too much fun to let go, and now
Words for Wednesday is 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, and mixing and matching is encouraged.
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. And huge thanks to those of you who come back, sometimes time after time to cheer other contributors on.
Sandi has given us a selection of quotes this week (I look forward to seeing where they take us):
- "I will forgive this."
- "Let me help."
- "Tomorrow you will see."
- "How will I know it's you?"
- "You will."
And/or
- "Those chains will break."
- "Tell me."
- "It's a lie."
- "Tomorrow."
- "Again."
And/or
She has been very generous hasn't she?
I am going to continue to add a further challenge to the mix. Charlotte(MotherOwl)
has assigned a colour to each month of the year. This month it is pine
green and if you can include it in your Words for Wednesday
contribution each week in January she and I would be very grateful.
We have waited so long for this, chained by grief and anguish but those chains will break tomorrow. Tomorrow I will see you and you will see me, for the first time in more than twenty long years. You said ‘Tell me, how will I know it’s you?’ Love will find a way, but let me help. When the plane passengers disembark you will see an aging woman in a pine green fedora. An aging woman with tears of happiness rolling down her face.
ReplyDeleteOut of sight, out of mind they said. It’s a lie we said. And we were right. From tomorrow we will never be separated again. I will never forgive this, but finally we can start to move on, to a new future. Together. For ever.
Hopeful! I like it.
DeleteLovely use of the quotes and the color, EC.
DeleteLove,
Janie
An eye-moistener, Sue.
DeleteSuch a creative use of your words.You got me, super.
DeleteThat was so emotional! I loved it! ♥
DeleteSusan Kane: Thank you. Not my words but Sandi's prompts.
DeleteLove it. Well done! :-)
DeleteBeautifully done, it's going to be a bright future.
DeleteOld flames just never dies. Thanks for using 'my' colour.
DeleteHi EC - this was lovely ... and brought the words together so well - admiration from over here (or up here, or perhaps down here {depending on the time of day?!}) well done they'll be happy - that's the main thing ... cheers Hilary
DeleteFantastic.
DeleteI particularly liked this ' When the plane passengers disembark you will see an aging woman in a pine green fedora. An aging woman with tears of happiness rolling down her face.' Very evocative.
DeleteWow - there's a film script in this, I'm sure.
Delete(I'm not inspired this week - too cold!)
Well done EC. True love lives on.
ReplyDeleteJulia
Dialogue! Very clever. And Battlestar Galactica. Let me think on this one.
ReplyDeleteAlex J. Cavanaugh: I really, really hope you will come back. Your rare contributions are always worth reading.
DeleteMuy buena historia has contado, utilizando esa serie de palabras.
ReplyDeleteVENTANA DE FOTO: Thank you.
DeleteI'm letting these percolate and will be back soon-ish to link up.
ReplyDeletemessymimi: I am (of course) looking forward to seeing what you brew from these prompts.
DeleteMy story is probably longer than it should be and yet it had to be told this way.
DeleteAgain I walk through the forest of pine green. I walk and smell the leaves glistening on the forest floor. So fresh so silent and yet so refreshing. I stop and ponder the beauty of which surrounds me. I must continue and take in the beauty of the silent forest of pine green and their needles so glistening on the forest floor, Again until my walk in the forest of pine green.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous: This is lovely. Thank you for joining us.
DeleteThere's nothing so restful as a walk in nature.
DeletePeaceful piece. Well done
DeleteHi Suzy - Very peaceful ... delightful to think about ... cheers Hilary
DeleteThis is poetic - lovely.
Deletetis i Suzy
ReplyDeleteAnonymous: Which Suzy? (Sorry, but I really don't know).
DeleteHi EC and Sandi ... I forgot the pine green ... but this is a little odd!!!! Thanks for the prompts ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteOnas said – “Tomorrow …?'
Narea … “Again” …
Onas … “I will forgive this?”
Narea … “Let me help”
“Tomorrow … you will see …”
“Onas - how will I know it's you?”
“You will ...”
Onas asked … “Tell me ...”
Narea confirmed … “It's a Lie”
Remember we were going to space …
“Tomorrow”
“Again”
The Commander did mention …
“Those chains will break” …
… we need more chat about the script … it's such a success … Narea and Onas can't die as they whirl into space … Battlestar Galactica is going to be an opera …
Cheers - I will wait and see the reaction to this! Hilary
Hilary Melton-Butcher: Colour me intrigued. And impressed. I left out Battlestar Galactica completely.
DeleteA space opera, not a bad idea.
DeleteOdd for sure, but a good odd!
DeleteYes - I now ... very strange coming from me - and I lost the formatting ... as it's something I've never learnt ... ah well ... done for this week! Thanks for your comments ...
DeleteWell done, Hilary. A whole different and entertaining take from the rest of us.
DeleteBravo, very creative to the end.
DeleteThis is the beginning of something great!
DeleteTell me again tomorrow that it's a lie and those chains will break.
ReplyDeleteGood one.
DeleteMike: I do like Captain Succint's work.
DeleteMike, I echo EC's comments - clever ... cheers Hilary
DeleteClever. I am impressed.
DeleteYou will let me help and I will forgive this for tomorrow you will see how I will know it's you.
ReplyDeleteGood two (too).
DeleteMike: A twofer. Wonderful.
DeleteOh yes!
DeleteClever!
DeleteVery good. You are a man of few words.
DeleteSomeday, those chains will break on the lies you've made your mantra for so long. Tell me who told you you were not important, that you didn't mean anything. I'll tell you it is a lie. Tomorrow you will wake, the sun will shine again, the spring will push through the damp, wet, dreary of winter's end. Tiny blades of grass will spring forth, the deep moss, and smell of pine greens will permeate the air. Tell me again who made you believe you should not, would not, see a warmer tomorrow, and I will tell you again, it is a lie.
ReplyDeleteSpring will come again, it's a blessing. This is a very nice use of the prompts.
DeleteJuli: Simply beautiful. And I hope the recipient of those wise words believes it.
DeleteTrust those words, please.
DeleteLovely!
DeleteHi Juli - well done ... love the way you crafted it ... cheers Hilary
DeleteAmen.
DeleteEncouraging words!
DeleteMy first thought as I wrote these down was "what the heck am I going to do with these?" Then I set them aside and did some cleaning and have now read the others above me here and I'm quite impressed, though no closer to knowing what I will write. I know it won't be a Khoral Kai story.
ReplyDeleteRiver: I look forward to seeing whatever you write.
DeleteI miss Khoral Kai. But I see why they doi not fit him. I look forward to your story.
DeleteMe too.
DeleteI did a God's Observation Deck piece, but had to go through the 'dark side' to get there.
DeleteRiver: I look forward to reading it early tomorrow morning.
DeleteYet another chapter in my Susan-story.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm sorry, EC. I had to take it down and re-post. Some Blogger-related coding issue happened. Mostly this is to be resoved by editing, changing from HTML and back while insering a new line, but of course not today. Thanks for your comment, which is now remade to draft with the original post.
Charlotte (MotherOwl): As you know I have read and enjoyed this episode in Susan's story - both versions.
DeleteThe oil spill was catastrophic. Damage was done to the sea, the shore, its wildlife and potentially to humans living close by. “I WILL FORGIVE THIS,’’ said our slimy, sycophantic Minister of the Environment. “LET ME HELP” he might as well have said to the lawyers for the shipping company who were massing like vultures at a carcass. Exorbitant fees danced before their predatory eyes. Nothing like a good oil spill to load their coffers. They portrayed is as a mere drop in the ocean – literally. “TOMORROW YOU WILL SEE,” they spouted, it will be cleaned up in no time. TOMORROW? Tell that to the cormorants, gulls and terns, befouled with oil and dying around your feet. IT’S A LIE of course, but TELL ME when you have known truth and a politician keep company. YOU WILL know them by watching their mouths move as the lies cascade off their tongues, mixed with the spittle of righteousness. “HOW WILL I KNOW IT’S YOU?” you might ask of this waffling coward, but you will be able to follow his shifty eyes, listen to his evasive answers, barely concealed sympathy for the polluters – AGAIN and AGAIN. How did we get here? Are we really so gullible? Is the electorate blind? “THESE CHAINS WILL BREAK,” you say to yourself, but with grim realization you realize that it’s not going to happen. Like lambs led to the slaughter, we’ll vote the same jerks into office to ruin our lives AGAIN. We do it every time.
ReplyDeleteWell written. Elections are the perfect opportunity for idiost to harm themselves and other - hence we'll never do better. Read about Cipolla's theory here: Stupid people. I know it was made at least partly as a joke, but boy - it really explains a lot!
DeleteDavid M. Gascoigne: Powerful and sadly true. When will we learn - and do we have enough time.
DeleteAccurate and sad. "If you're looking for morals in politics, you're looking for bananas in the cheese department." Harry Shearer.
DeleteExcellent!
DeleteHow true. How sad.
DeleteHi David - very prophetic I'm afraid to say ... and perfect coming from the prompts - it horrifies me what's happening in the world. Thankfully the world will recover - we, however, will not ... whether there's a second (human) coming or not - who knows - not me. Very cleverly written - thank you ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteHappy Writing, Everyone!
ReplyDeleteThe Happy Whisk: Thank you.
DeleteThis month (January 2023), its color is really pine green color now here. Weather is sunny and warm now. Last year, this month we have had 50 cm thick snow and month's color was white.
ReplyDeletebread&salt: Pine green is a colour to welcome isn't it?
DeleteI've never responded to any of these, but i read so many. Today I'm stuck on edits, so instead of doing my work, here goes nothing.
ReplyDelete---------
You can’t say I’ll forgive this, but not that. When you let go of the fact that he cheated on you, you must also forget that he stole from you, emptied out your accounts. You must forget that he was there at all times, with his phrase, let me help, and you let him.
You laughed at all his jokes, you ate the food he cooked, you bought chips and beer and meals for his friends, you let them stay at your home, and you slept as he cheated on you with one of them. His voice, hiss-soft and tender, seduced you. His touch, like a breeze on a hot, still afternoon, brought you relief. His promises, let’s not talk about his promises, for tomorrow you’ll see yet again what they were worth.
He’s out there now, still not in jail despite all your police reports, your friends standing up for you, your endless campaigns, still popular, still hooking up.
You have two choices. Let him become someone else’s problem. Or let him remain yours.
You could use that gun, sure, let it speak for you, and with one deafening explosion, respond to the heaped-up insults of a decade.
You could also move away, let him get he what he deserves if the fates decree, and take no part in it. Those chains will break, and one day you might even forget.
Either way, the one you need to forgive is not him.
It’s you.
Damyanti Biswas: I am sorry that your editing is not going well, but very, very glad that it inspired you to join us with this stunning piece. I hope she can forgive - but find self forgiveness, like self kindness very hard.
DeleteHi Damyanti - this is very clever ... I sincerely hope she moves away and breaks that chain completely and for ever ... not easy to do - cheers and so good to see you here - now good luck with the edits. Hilary
DeleteVery nicely done, Damyanti. I hope you will become a regular contributor.
DeleteSo true. Too often victims blame themselves.
DeleteWow, Damy. This is excellent.
DeleteSome people need to be left to reap what they sow, which they eventually will. Excellent story.
DeleteThanks for reading, Sue, and everyone. I wrote this in 10 minutes, so apologies for all the typos. If I can keep track of it, will try and participate more often. In the meanwhile, The Blue Bar sequel edits are done, and I'm awaiting changes for the next round!
DeleteDamyanti Biswas: I am so glad that this round of edits are done - and we will happily welcome you any time you drop into this meme.
DeleteGreat quotes, fun to read everyone's stories. I also hope Damyanti joins in again. Even though I haven't been joining in lately, I enjoy this very much. I also enjoyed the video, I used to watch that show :)
ReplyDeleteDeniseinVA: It is a fun meme isn't it - and 'the more the merrier' definitely applies.
DeleteWatching cowboy movies:
ReplyDelete“Tell me again, Jim. Tell me. Again.” Bert sobbed. “Those chains will break, Bert. Tomorrow you’ll see. He’s on his way,” Jim stood at the window and watched.
“But he’s a liar, everything. It’s a lie.” Bert curled up in a corner. “ No, Jim said, Tomorrow! Tomorrow you will see.”
“Damn it, Bert! Let me help you, here,” Jim growled, grabbing Bert by the collar and hoisted him up. “I’ll be there”.
“How will I know it’s you?” Bert whispered. “You will”, Jim shouted back.
They saw a lone rider gallop out of town in a cloud of dust.
“Is it him? Is it him?” Bert gasped, gagging and vomiting remnants of pine green stew reeking of beer and rotten meat.
Jim hung his head. Bert’s one chance to escape had disappeared in the dust. The next day, Bert was swinging on a rope.
Anonymous: This is dark and clever. Sadly I suspect that more Bert's swung than rode free.
DeletePoor Bert. Harsh (in)justice
DeleteThe anonymous is me, Susan Kane, who somehow messed up the setup.
DeleteSusan Kane: Thank you. Blogger is making it very easy to be anonymous at the moment. Drat them.
DeleteNicely done!
DeleteA sad tale, well told.
DeleteIt has been a hectic week, but I'm finally participating again here with Windows
ReplyDeleteCindi: I have read and thoroughly enjoyed your take on the prompts.
DeleteWow! Great takes on Sandi's prompts! I enjoyed reading them!
ReplyDeleteFundy Blue: There are some wonderful takes aren't there?
DeleteThose quotes made for captivating scenarios. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteHave a peaceful week, my friend.
Rawknrobyn: There are some beauties aren't there? Thank you - and you have a safe and wonderful week too.
DeleteHappy Monday my friend.
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rsrue: Thank you so much. It is Tuesday here - enjoy your week.
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