This
meme was started by Delores a long time ago. Computer issues led her
to bow out for a while. 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.
The prompts will be here this month, but they are being provided by David M. Gascoigne.
This
week's prompts are:
- Variable
- Looking
- Sometimes
- Quite
- Define
- Colourful
and/or
- Tried
- Song
- Honest
- Mood
- Answer
- Favourite
Have fun.
My favorite song sometimes quite defines my colourful mood.
ReplyDeleteDUTA: Thank you for joining us. Short, succinct, and true for many.
DeleteNicely done!
DeleteShort and sweet - very sweet.
DeleteHmmm, i'll get to it, let them percolate.
ReplyDeletemessymimi: I hope they are percolating well.
DeleteMy story will be over here.
DeleteThe Chinese tech, Song, tried to give me an honest answer to my problem with my favorite computer but my mood did not improve.
ReplyDeleteMike: Given your current computer woes these prompts were made for you.
DeleteTo err is human, to really foul things up requires technology. I hope this story has a happy ending soon.
DeleteWhen I saw this list of prompts my mind immediately went to song, which if I am honest is most unusual for me.
ReplyDeleteLike everyone else sometimes I find myself feeling quite sad. If you asked what my favourite things are the answer would be variable. However, looking at the sky, at the wildlife, at the garden (preferably less neglected than its current state) are always mood lifters. Colourful plants, birds, skies are tried and true remedies for me. Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens are definitely winners. Doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles less so. If I was forced to define my happiness spark, itwould be in nature. Always. Nature is the best artist – and her galleries are superb.
Agreed! And a good use of all the words, too. :-)
Deletethecontemplativecat here. Clever use of songs! I can totally see that.
DeleteYes, nature is a balm. I can attest to kitten whiskers being quite enchanting.
DeleteI like my schnitzel with mashed potatoes in this weather. Salad in the summer though.
DeleteHi EC - and Nature inspires delightful songs/memories ... love your entry - fun to read ... cheers Hilary
DeleteWell done, Sue. Your creative flare is evident once again.
DeleteWell done, EC:) I love it. It made me relax just reading it.
DeleteHugs Sandra sandracox.blogspot.com
My brain is full, but I'm happy to read others' work!
ReplyDeleteJen Jilks: I am glad that you enjoy reading the entries.
DeleteAn old man was (looking) through some records at a used record store, but could not remember the name of his (favourite) (song) no matter how hard he (tried). The album covers were (quite) (colourful) but, to be (honest), he had a hard time trying to (define) to the woman working there exactly what he was searching for. Therefore, that woman was unable to give him an (answer). When that woman was incapable to help him, that old man's (mood) became highly (variable). Once he returned home, he came to realize that (sometimes) he cannot even recall what day it was yesterday.
ReplyDeleteHi Lon - I'm glad he realised that he was a little muddled. Cheers Hilary
DeleteLon Anderson: I am so sorry for your protagonist. I have days like that too. A great (but sad) use of the prompts.
DeleteA condition we all encounter from time to time.
DeleteMuddled in mind in not a good feeling. Excellent use of the words.
Deletethecontemplativecat here. This post means so much to so many people. Thanks.
DeleteI was in the MOOD to sing a SONG, one of my FAVOURITE songs called ‘The Power of Love’. To be HONEST it’s been a long time since I TRIED singing it. Looked for the music in the piano stool but alas couldn’t find it, so I sent an email to a friend who has music, so now I’m waiting for an ANSWER.
ReplyDeleteSo this week I've had another go EC :)
The Celine Dion version? I love that song!
DeleteYes R...love that version too.
DeleteAlso Helen Fischer and Nana Mouskouri.
DeleteI must look all three versions out ... thanks Margaret - cheers Hilary
DeleteMargaret D: I love it - and am so glad you have joined us again.
DeleteNicely told! I hope you get the music soon.
DeleteSorry I'm late, I went to visit with "no-one" and tomorrow I am MIA again, visiting the twins and their Mum.
ReplyDeleteRiver: My first reply disappeared. You are not late. I hope you had a great day and I know you will tomorrow. I look forward to your story on Friday (or perhaps Saturday).
DeleteHi EC and David - the first set:
ReplyDeleteSometimes the outlook is variable … one simply doesn't know what is going to happen. Life is colourful … it is so difficult to define one's future. Quite likely we'll be looking in the wrong direction … but will find our way forward – we can't do otherwise, can we?
Cheers to one and all - Hilary
Hilary Melton-Butcher: Definite truth - I love it.
DeleteWe may not be able to define the future, Hilary, but for me it has been interesting mostly - and pretty good too. There - I hope I didn't jinx it!
DeleteForward is the only way time works and the only way we can go.
DeleteSOMETIMES well-meaning people ask me to name my FAVOURITE bird. It is, of course, QUITE impossible to do such a thing, although I have at times TRIED to come up with one so that I could give an HONEST answer to those who inquire. Would it be the bird with the best SONG? How would you even DEFINE “best” when it comes to bird song? Or would it be the most COLOURFUL? The biggest perhaps? How about the smallest? What could be more endearing, after all, than a Bee Hummingbird? How might one’s MOOD affect such a choice? There are so many VARIABLES it confounds the mind. On balance, I think I have the perfect ANSWER. The best bird is the one I am LOOKING at right now. I can never go wrong with that.
ReplyDeleteDavid M. Gascoigne: Just the answer I would expect - though I won't tell the sulphur crested vandals.
DeleteBetter not, Sue!
DeleteI'm in total agreement with David, on both counts of not choosing just one, and Sue not telling the vandals!
DeleteExcellent!
DeleteHi David - yes ... but not the British magpie at this time of year ... great thieves of others' eggs. I heard 'the virtuoso songster the pied butcherbird of Australia' in 'Tweet of the Day' at six this morning on the Beeb ... but any little part of nature ... so well worth being part of. Cheers Hilary
DeleteWoot.Woot. Well done, David.
DeleteSandra sandracox.blogspot.com
Sometimes looking into the colourful crystal ball, and its variable results, quite took her breath away as deep blues and emeralds shimmered and danced, and would soon define her future.
ReplyDeleteSandra sandracox.blogspot.com
Sandra Cox: I hope those deep blues and emeralds don't lead her astray. Or that if they do, she doesn't regret it.
DeleteDoes it define, or merely suggest?
DeleteDear EC, as I sit here, for the first time in weeks, with the window open, I can hear birdsong and feel a gentle breeze that is so welcomed on this humid day.
ReplyDeleteI hope all is well in your "neck of the woods" as we say here in Missouri (USA). Right now, I'm thinking it would be such a treat to walk in a forest with sunlight and shadow making a quilt on the floor along with the tree needles and scurrying animals. No composition today, just a hello and a hope that you are at one with your world. Peace from Dee and the cats.
Dee Ready: It is lovely to hear from you - and birdsong and a gentle breeze sound blissful. Walking in such a forest would indeed be a treat.
DeletePeace to you and the cats as well - from me and the cats.
the story continues here on my blog
ReplyDeleteCindi: I have read and enjoyed this episode of your continuing story.
Deletethecontemplativecat here.
ReplyDeleteJames was surrounded by other fans, all there to hear the Moody Blues at their last concert. His favorite song? Nights in White Satin, of course. It defined his generation, his aspirations.
James had always been looking, searching for honesty in a colorful world where black and white reigned, searching for answers. Sometimes he almost found one just a bit away, not quite reaching the end.
The band stepped out onto the stage and struck the first chords. James leaped to his feet with all the audience. "Nights in white satin, never reaching the end…I can’t say what truth is, I can’t say anymore…’Cause I love you."
James knew the honesty of the words and sang them with all his heart. Answers, indeed.
There is nothing like the music of our youth, and continuing to enjoy it.
DeleteVery nice use of the prompts.
Susan Kane: Well done. Sometimes, just sometimes, we do find something that speaks to and for us. And many people find that precious something in music.
DeleteThis is always fun to read, Sue!
ReplyDeleteFundy Blue: It is, isn't it? I hope the contributors have fun too.
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