Do Whatever Works for You

newepicauthor's avatarA Unique Title For Me

‘Whatever Gets You Thru The Night’ is a John Lennon song that was on his 1974 Walls and Bridges album and it featured Elton John on harmony vocals and piano.  The music was inspired by the #1 single at the time, ‘Rock Your Baby’ by George McCrae.  Elton John had a feeling that this song was going to be a hit, so he bet Lennon that the song would top the charts.  A skeptical Lennon took him up on it saying that if it did, then he would appear on stage at one of Elton’s performances.  This song hit #1 in the US and charted #36 in the UK and Lennon made what would be his last major concert appearance at Elton John’s Thanksgiving Day performance at Madison Square Garden on Nov. 28, 1974.  With this song, Lennon became the last of the Beatles to hit #1 US in…

View original post 460 more words

The Latest Year – Poems for January

The lastest year ….. by tiredhamster

tiredhamster's avatarVery Important Stuff Here

2021 and I finally
Wake-up. It wasn’t a coma,
Just a long, dedicated nap.
Somewhat refreshed,
I can now see
In my tiny window
The streets filled with flame,
The buildings swaying
And the people shooting
Each other and their mothers
and at the moon
With a fresher gaze.
I sigh and close the shutters
And go searching for cereal
Until I find a black hole
Situated in my kitchen.
And I’m still hungry.

2022 and I finally
Wake-up. It wasn’t death,
Just a light vacation
From life. I fling from my bed
And notice the world
Is but a silent haze now
With shadow-people
Wandering about. Slowly.
The sky: a thick, yellow ghost
And I’m disappointed to find
That the black hole has
Stretched towards the breakfast nook.
Fortunately, an image is beamed
Into my eye: an old man
Letting us know we no longer
Have to fear: peace…

View original post 18 more words

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #167

Von Smith’s take on Exploration Challenge #167

Von Smith's avatarAbove the Noise

I woke up in 2021, surprised because the doctors said I wouldn’t.  I looked at myself; wires, tubes, bandages, casts, and beeping machines with rhythmic pulses on screens that are supposed to register life.

The room; a window, a door, a bathroom, two chairs, and a television, painted the pale green that must have been left over from some forgettable past era.

I could not feel or move except for my eyes and lips. I could hear faint voices, shuffling, and alarms in the hallway. Then I don’t remember.

View original post

The Sure Thing

The sure thing …… by Jim Adams

newepicauthor's avatarA Unique Title For Me

I woke up in 2021 caught in an intimate relationship and I guess that I just got used to having her around.  When we met, she told me that there was no need to romance her, as she was a sure thing.  I became distracted by her beauty which was mesmerizing, but romance was one aspect that I certainly wanted to have in a relationship.  I wanted more and I turned into a basket case because I started ignoring the ignorance of this situation.  I wanted to kiss her and she insisted that wasn’t necessary, so we argued constantly till I got tired.  She looked just like Elizabeth Taylor and I asked her if we could go up on the tin roof with a blanket where we could be like street cats making love.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Distracted, for the Daily Spur prompt – Aspect

View original post 84 more words

Current Reality

Current Reality —- by Susi Bocks

Susi Bocks's avatarI Write Her

I woke up in 2021 hoping to jump out of bed.

my dreams, plentiful and weird
are still more comforting
than what this world has become

so I woke up in 2021 wanting to go right back to bed.

View original post

Stuck in Transit: 2020 Wrap Up

ckennedy's avatarFixin' Leaks and Leeks

IMG_5024

The Hot-Tub Fairy is stuck at an undisclosed postal facility and will not arrive. In its place, the Fixin’ Leaks and Leeks Team received a lovely hole in Alex’s tub (which was fixed), and the master bathroom shower was finally sealed and caulked correctly, so we’re grateful, but now I’m tasked with improvising a hot-tub experience with a couple of shower heads, a Pandora disco station, and a suction cup drink holder. (Stay tuned? I guess?)

Here are other things I wished for in 2020—at the very beginning—when I was half-crazed with a sense of normal well-being and possessed with a reckless and wild notion of safety:

–“Go somewhere—anywhere—on a plane during the spring or summer for vacation.” Didn’t happen. Instead, we made sourdough starter—which is still alive—yay, Team! And we whisked ourselves away to magical worlds in our living room, thanks to 90-Day Fiancé, The Killer Sofa, The Tiger…

View original post 710 more words

The Year That Was

The year that was ….

Helen Jones's avatarHelen Glynn Jones

As the year winds to a close, it’s customary to look back at all we’ve achieved in the past 365 days.

In a normal year, I suppose, that would be the case.

However, as we all know, this has been anything but a normal year. And so, while I’ve certainly achieved a few *things* this year (51 blog posts, 4 books including a co-author project, 2 short stories published, manuscript requests and rejections, a new website, plus turning the big 5-0) I feel that the story of this year is something much bigger than can be defined by mere numbers.

For this was a year of discoveries, not all of them pleasant. The discovery that teachers should be paid approximately £2546756756 per year, for starters. The discovery that people we like or love can get sucked down conspiracy wormholes, and that the ugliness of human nature is…

View original post 250 more words