Microsoft Word is a superb tool,
Complete functional features,
it reminds me of a grocery store,
Where one sight seeing
and takes whatever one needs,
In the end, stories are done,
What fun to see WORD Trees,
Microsoft Word has strict rules,
Power point is other bids,
Modern life is dull
without this essential tool.
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Short Story Slam Week 7:http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/thursday-short-story-slam-week-7.html
Join us today!
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As a loner, being single and unemployed, John makes a living by buying used books from college students /professors with least costs and resells them to book stores, he always reads fictions before he lets them go, especially books on fantast or magic, and he enjoys day dreaming and believes in magic!
Now he is 45, yet has never touched a woman and not sure how to get one, precisely, he believes that magical adventure is his lifetime love, women are either too bossy or too dependent to arouse his interests…
This summer is super long for John, he is aging and his one room apartment is not organized, the increased temperature makes his life almost unbearable…
“Can magic happen to me? I wish for some excitements…” John murmurs to himself, laying in his single old bed, on this last day of July.
That’s when a strong wind comes knocking at his door, and a force flows in and takes him.
John is flying, with no wings!
He feels like screaming, yet has no strength to let out a cry.
The next thing he knows is that he is on a coconut tree in a jungle, about 20 feet high, with a ripen banana in his hand, and he smells like monkey. His face turns RED when he finds himself naked, with a group of monkeys standing below the tree, grinning at him.
John is not sure what to do. He wishes to dig a hole and dive in…after a few seconds of embarrassment, he decides to jump down and kill himself…and he throws the banana toward another tree, and lets himself fall, toward the ground.
He is ready to die.
But, half way from the ground, something snatched John and again, he is flying, this time with a strange bird under his body.
Strong wind hits his cheeks, his face changes shape and he feels like screaming again, but no voice comes out of his mouth!
When John eventually has his feet on earth, he hears soft music, and more startling, he is dancing with the fairest lady on earth, near a beach…only two of them, under the romantic moon light…
“I’ve never learned how to dance.” John tries to stop what he is doing.
“You dance like a pro.” Her voice is sweet, making his heart jump!
“Who are you? Why are we here?” John tries to find his conciseness, blushing…
“I’m your friend.” She smiles, putting her body closer to John.
Silence…
John has this strange feeling, he is doing something he has never wished to do or has no desire to do, yet, he has lost his courage to stop doing it. A shock of electivity flashes cross his body and he has to admit that he actually loves it.
The air smells of wine and a cloud hides half of the moon.
The music has stopped itself, and John and his friend have stopped dancing at the same time.
“I have to go home.” John tells himself.
But his hands has pulled his friend closer, and he squeezes her cheeks gently and begins to kiss her.
…
John finds himself laying at his same old bed, all sweaty when the ring of the doorbell wakes him up. It’s a client who wishes to sell him his used books.
He still recalls what has happened to him, and it is in his dream.
PS: this is a fiction, hope that you enjoy reading it.
Manners and attitude are the clothes (dresses) to our thoughts.
The truth is always in fashion.
Ruby’s birthday is only a week away, she is going to be 10.
Here he is, Tom, Ruby’s Dad, on his way to buy his daughter a birthday gift. Thinking of the excitement on Ruby’s face, Tom runs faster, with his horse Nally.
Life on prairie could be dangerous. Wolves, bandits and natural disasters may hit them unexpectedly. It is end of May here, the temperature is fitting, but there was a tornado two days ago near their hometown and the family is safe because they have a shelter underground, some food supplies plus bottled water are stored there.
It’s getting hard and harder to come up with a birthday gift for Ruby. She almost has everything a girl ever dreamed of: loving parents, teddy bears, Barbie dolls, a kitten, and a puppy…her Mother Sarah has been home-schooling Ruby….and now, she is getting a pony. Life could not be better.
Tom is wrong, Ruby is depressed for quite some years now, she is a girl growing up barely getting out of her home, despite times she spends outdoor playing with her puppy or kitten.
Ruby wants something, something she could hardly think of it concretely.
Here is a list of things that might help Ruby:
1): a friend of her age
2): going to public school
3): a younger sibling
4): living in a city
Can you add yours if none of the above works in your personal perspective? What do you want if you were Ruby?
Have fun!
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My entry for Short Story Slam Week 2:
http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-story-slam-week-2.html
Write a poem or a story based on the image you see, you can create if you want to!
Fortress jails the body,
but the sky is the limit,
soul soars free to heal!
*****
Can’t reject you, Dad,
Can’t disappoint you, mother,
Apt design, brother.
No shackles on mind,
But words of wisdom that are
resonant via wind.
Let go, if you care,
Shift gears, and double your dare,
Embrace, love and share.
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Lotus Temple
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_____ABC Wednesday______
Happy (Belated) Birthday To The Following Girls/Poets:
April 5, Christopher’s Niece: http://twitter.com/industrialarts
April 1, Krislin:http://www.tingtasy.com/2011/04/ting-loves-to-eat-tle01-helping-japan.html
April 2, Jamie at Jaymie
April 10th. Shail, musenpoetry.blogspot.com
April 16:Gracefulglider:http://wanjikumwaurah.wordpress.com
April, 28,Shakira at shakira
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Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) (Thankful Tuesday)
I am thankful for those who keep encouraging others, care about fellow bloggers!
Your confidence matters.
A person’s success has little to do with one’s background, race, gender, social class, or education. It has everything to do with your drive to try your best, treat others with respect, and to be likable.
Everyone has a gift. If you have done a beautiful job, people will take notice. You may not get all the attention or business, but you will get some, starting from one, then two, ..when your success grows, so will your confidence.
Stay confident, do what you love, and smile all the way…
Happy Tuesday!
I am grateful/thankful that You are reading this.
Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) (Thankful Tuesday)
Alphabe-Thursday (Y is 4 You, Your Confidence Matters….)
Live like a butterfly!
This is her lifetime goal, and she is achieving it…
Eventually, she stopped feeling shy and dared to write her thoughts down on paper.
Life is jocund overall, it is magical as a matter of fact, yet, few know her secret of happiness.
It is nice to play the game with dual faces, she loves volley ball games while in high school, the way she tosses the ball high yet to make a perfect score is unforgettable to many of her fans, and every time she makes a hit, glassful smiles will fill her heart with satisfactions, and her pale with pink tint cheeks would blossom like spring buttercups.
Pensive mood is always paired with the joy of solitude. She is all sunshine in public!
No two characters are identical, she is a unique butterfly who aims high and never quits trying…
Theme Thursday (Paper)
Three Word Wednesday (Dual, Identical, Volley)
Cloaked Monk (Magical)
