42 Flash – Aftermath Day 4

A friend posted a picture on my facebook page that oddly, really made me think.  It was a simple picture – a dog staring off across the horizon.  

It was the caption that did it:  “What if I never find out who’s a good boy?”

Today’s Prompt: Know yourself

42 Flash – Aftermath Day 3

I was counting the days and using the old rhyme to remember how many days were in the month, and I remember an old ‘BurmaShave’ sign I saw at a souvenir stand:

 30 Days Hath September
April, June and the Speed Offender

Today’s Prompt: Looking forward by looking back

 

42 Flash – Aftermath Day 1

There are times I wonder … why?  I mean… it’s ‘only’ fiction.  But it’s amazing how one word can change it all around and you suddenly realize– it serves a purpose.

Today’s Prompt: Thank you.

(and yes, I know that’s two words… I’ve mentioned having trouble counting before)

42 Flash Challenge Part Deux Day 41

I think about the power of words – how it’s not only the words you use, it’s how you use them.  Not just usage or order, but purpose I used to think that tea was the most civilized thing we as humans had ever come up with but… it’s language.

We all need to be understood and language is what we use to convey it, but when words fail – music takes over.

Today’s Prompt: Universal Truth

42 Flash Challenge Part Deux Day 40

What challenges lie ahead?  Sometimes it’s enough of a challenge to get out of bed and face the day.  Sometimes I realize, I’m my own road block.

I think today belongs to Stephen King and The Shawshank Redemption (sounds like a band doesn’t it)

Today’s Prompt Get busy living, or get busy dying.

42 Flash Challenge Part Deux Day 39

You know, I started this in the hopes of starting a habit, and I have– just not the habit I’d planned on.  I’ve also fallen out of the a habit that I want to get back into.

I need more flash in my life – and Cracked Flash and Flashmob are out there.

Today’s Prompt: Time means nothing, until you have a deadline

42 Flash Challenge Part Deux Day 38

Sometimes I think the hardest critic is a blank page.  It sits there, so full of potential.  It can be anything and no matter what we do – how can we live up to that?  How can we take infinite possibilities and then cut everything away?

But that is what we do, each and every day.  And in some almost masochistic way– we love it.

Today’s prompt: The first step is to see the possibilities.