Fibbing Friday – Creatures or Otherwise

I always get so excited for Fridays to come along to see what challenges there will be for Fibbing Friday. This week it is hosted by Pensitivity101, and it’s about oodles and boodles of creatures or something else. I hope you enjoy my answers!


1. A walk of …………

Ogres

2. A bed of ………….

Pixies

3. A horde of ………….

Chupacabra

4. A bike of …………..

Dinosaurs

5. A rhumba of ………..

Bubble Guppies

6. A shrewdness of ………….

Leeches

7. A raft of ……………..

Baby Sharks

8. A mess of …………….

Minotaur

9. A huddle of ……………

Saints

10. A family of……………….

Mermaids

E.M.’s Flashback Friday – October 22, 2021

Each Friday, Fandango has a Flashback Friday to bring current one of our past posts. I did not have one for the 22nd on any of my submissions, which was funny to me, but I was not always consistent on posting. The post I am going to share with you is a poem from April 23, 2017. It was written right before my marriage ended.


Photo by Markus Spiske on Pexels.com

There…

 / EMKINGSTON / EDIT

There I sat weeping head in palms
Awaiting you to see me for who I am
Or who I was going to be

There I stood contemplating your mood
Wanting to reach out to you open-armed
But you turned your back to me

Why is this such a difficult task for us?
I ask with sad feelings and heart broke down
Do you see that I am returning your love?

There I listened to complaints of their woes
Hoping that there would be an end to the pain
And I failed yet again at making smiles on our faces

There I saw you moving forward away from me
Anguishing in the complexity of the situation
Only to feel more gut-wrenching sorrow from you

There I am…alone.

© E.M. Kingston

October 20 and 21 Word Challenges – 2021

I ran behind on all the things I wanted to do yesterday due to errands and a meeting, so yesterday was productive to say the least. With that said, I will be combining some of my challenges from yesterday. Also, please join all of us that do these word challenges by clicking on the links within the creations made from the words. My pingback links open in a new window, unless I forget the tick the button to make it open in a new tab. This way you don’t lose your place *smiles*

This will be the start of a story or a chapter of one I have already started. I hope you all enjoy it!


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A day came when she decided to take a trip and make it an adventure. There was a place Meredith would always go to explore, and she figured today was a great day to take a break, especially since she had worked for 10 consecutive days straight on a difficult legal case. She needed a break, and it would be worth it to get some air in her face and some nature in her bones. An adventure would satisfy her exhaustion from a very long week and a half. She needed to hear the melody of the trees rubbing together with nature singing to her soul. She knew just where to go, and it was about time she got back to her happy place.

She grabbed an apple from the counter along with her overnight bag and her cell phone, and through the door she went to head out to her secret place. She had always found some euphoria in that location, and she never told a soul where she would disappear to, even though her friends would always ask where it was or if they could go with her. It was a noble attempt for them to always be persistent to share time with her. The problem was that she was liking the fact that she could have a place that no one could invade or take over, and she enjoyed that it bothered them that they could not find her. As that thought crossed her mind, she opened the trunk and used her hand to jam her bag into the trunk, shut it, and was on her way.

Everyone should have that one place that set them free from the big world, and her place was like nothing she had ever seen before when she found it. This was not an open field full of flowers but rather a darkness that was so beautiful that it overwhelmed her to a point of pure elation. As she approached the entrance to the forest, her happiness grew immensely. The feeling was effectual to what she wanted to accomplish by taking this hiatus away from the real world.

As she drove down the narrow path, the trees began to encapsulate her SUV. It was a little more overgrown than she remembered, but the path to her hiding place was still intact. She drove until she could no longer safely navigate the path, and then she went to foot, leaving her vehicle behind. She knew there would come a point to where she would have to walk to her spot, but it did seem like it was sooner than she was used to.

She grabbed her bag, walking stick, and some other essentials and headed out on her adventure through the thick layer of trees and vegetation until she reached the rickety little bridge that she had built years ago when she first found her secret hiding place. It was in pretty bad shape, but it lead to a hollow in the hillside where she had her lanterns and supplies stashed for her adventures. She had to make haste to the other side of the bridge before it got dark, so she navigated the unstable bridge.

She was pretty agile when it came to climbing and navigating through dangerous areas, and this was not any different for her. The bridge was made of two by fours and strong rope, but some of the planks were missing. She just had to step carefully, with a little shirk of a side-step from time to time when she would slip a little. She made it across with an unmistaken ease and decided to have a little bite to eat before she entered the hollow.

As she nibbled on the apple she brought from home, she listened to the sounds of the forest. She was so hungry that it almost made her regurgitate a little bit of stomach acid due to the stress of crossing the bridge. Her stomach was rumbling loud enough to wake the dead, but the forest was a mixture of sounds. It was so quiet at times, but other times the animals were so loud along with the wrestling of leaves on the trees. She was leaned up against one of the biggest trees she had ever seen in this forest to have her bite, and it was very old with a gnarl that almost sent it sideways. It was a bit creepy looking, but she loved the ancient look of the tree. She thought to herself for a moment that it would probably have seen more changes than she could ever imagine. Time…a mysterious thing it was, she thought, as she pushed up off the tree root and carried on to the entrance of the hollow hillside.

A handmade ladder was seated at the opening in the rocks of the hillside, and it also had taken some wear and tear from its environment. She gave the ladder a wiggle to test the durability…”It’s good. I got this.”, as she stepped off onto the first step down with her flashlight gripped by her mouth. The ladder seemed to be more stable than the bridge as she approached each dark step down, but the last step broke when she reached the end of the tunnel.

She shined her light to her supplies, which were still in the spot she left them, and she lit the lantern with the matches from her satchel. As the cave lit up, her eyes could not believe what she saw before her…

© E.M. Kingston

Pandemic Woes – FPQ #140

This week’s topic for Fandango’s Provocative Question is how the pandemic has affected our shopping habits and the reliance to online shopping to get the things we need.

Here is the question:

During the height of the pandemic, to what extent did you avail yourself of online shopping for meals, groceries, and other goods and services? If you did use online shopping and delivery services, now that things have eased up a bit, has your reliance on or use of such service continued at the same rate, increased, or decreased. To what extent?

My answer is:

I became almost completely reliant on online deliveries for most things. Amazon, Instacart, and GrubHub were my best friends and still are a bit since the onset of the pandemic. While I will still go out for a few of the things I need, like medicine and special things I want, I tend to still rely on the delivery services. Before the pandemic, I always used Amazon because of it’s convenience, so it was really nice when places started delivering groceries and other goods that you would not think you could get delivered.

However, I am ready for a normal life because I hate mask mandates and all the nonsense around vaccination vs non-vaccination stances. I see both sides of the debate, and I hate seeing further divide of our country over a poke in the arm. I miss comfort of being able to cough in public without someone eyeballing you with “the look”. I am just ready for Covid to get handled and under control because life really is so restricted right now for people. Land of the Free is not what I call this America.

xoxo, E.M.

E.M. Sees Tranquility – #WDYS Prompt

Tranquility is something that I try to find but have a hard time fighting through my demons to find it. This prompt from Sadje for What Do You See? has brought me a bit of it. Below the picture is my viewpoint of this beautiful picture.

Image credit; Sean Robertson @ Unsplash

The rocks are still as they wear the fog.

The moss grows as a remnant of moisture that used to gather at the rock peaks.

A lone neuron in my brain say peace and tranquility live here.

The incantation of my spirit grows with the flow of the water and fog along the surface.

How does the water decide which way it will go as it approaches the rocks, I wonder?

The screed of the construction of rocks create the art of nature.

It’s tranquil, free, and without restraint.

xoxo, E.M.

2010 – Story Starter #16

Fandango has a weekly Story Starter to get us writing some new goodies on our blogs, and it’s a great way to get a story started and be inspired to write.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

It was in the spring of 2010 when I first realized that I could…

free myself from the grips of a man who will never like me, let alone love me. I had thought in the beginning that he was the perfect one for me, but I could not have been more wrong. He was toxic, and I knew I needed to get away from his narcissisms. A chance came about where he went to jail for not paying his child support, and I made the attempt to keep him away. One of my friends drove all the way from Michigan to come and help me out. He had left me financially broken, which was not something that was new. I never had my own money, only his. That’s another way of many that he controlled me, with money. The other ways were with cars and forcing me to take drugs.

I had many different vehicles that he sold or trashed that belonged to me only for short moments. When he bought a vehicle for himself, it would be a manual transmission, since he knew I could not drive a stick. It required too much coordination, and I was not a fan of shifting gears. I was more of a put it into gear and go kind of girl. This disadvantage of mine, he used to his advantage to keep me home like a hermit. My only refuge away from the loneliness was my online gaming and social media. That wasn’t so bad, I guess. I got to interact with people who I found to be decent people, but I just had a small group of friends that could never save me from my solitude. It was what it was, but I knew I needed to get away or push him out.

As if the control with money and cars wasn’t enough, he then started bringing home drugs and telling me I was so fat that I needed to do them. When you are under control of another person, the manipulation of your mental health is easy, so I complied due to my self-hate that I already had about myself. He used my own issues with myself against me, and I did what he said. He brought home meth, and I either snorted it or smoked it. It would keep me up for days though, which was almost a good side effect to the drugs. I’m not proud of the fact that I did not have the willpower to not do them, but they saved me from a lot of sexual abuse while sleeping. If I wasn’t asleep, he couldn’t get at me like he normally did. I embraced that fact about the meth. It saved me a little bit from more abuse.

When he got put in jail, everything was a little less heavy, and I went to visit him to tell him that he was not allowed to come home. At this time, we were not legally married, and I owned the house and land that we lived on. My mom gave it to me in an attempt to keep me from ever being homeless. My friend, who we will just call T.G., helped me with a few bills and finding my love of coffee. He showed me another world. Sadly, it was short-lived because I was scared of my ex, and I didn’t want T.G. to get hurt or for me to get hurt either. I sent him away and took the loser back when he got out of jail. I was too scared. I failed at this attempt to leave him or push him out.

There would be three other attempts, with third time being a charm, to get away from him. That is how I ended up in California. He moved onto the next victim. I still feel like I failed at escaping him sometimes because he got rid of me, but it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I found myself here.

If you have ever been in this situation or are in a situation like this, get out! There are many resources to help you, and I never knew about them. There are shelters that hide you from your abuser, and there are people that will help you get free. Don’t let them abuse you like I did. You may fail the first attempt at freedom, but keep trying until you succeed.

xoxo, E.M.

E.M.’s Halloween Truths for Truthful Tuesday

Each week, PCGuyIV hosts Truthful Tuesday. Click here to join in the fun! Here is the question and my answer from the prompt.

The Question

Considering how last year went and the current state of things, do you have any plans for Halloween this year? Will you be going to any costume parties, handing out trick-or-treat candy, or just staying at home with the porch light off so no one will bother you? Please let us know!

The Truthful Answer

Last year we made the best of the situation, and we got decked out in costumes while playing some music and passing out candy in the driveway. This year things will be a little different since I have my grandbaby. This is her first Halloween, so we will be dressing up and hitting the streets to trick-or-treat. My sister will probably stay back and hand out the candy while my daughter, grandbaby, and me go to the porch lights.

I am curious how many will actually be on, but I live in a community that has been pretty rebellious when it comes to Covid restrictions. I think there will be quite a few. I don’t know what I will dress up for this year, but I am thinking of being a pirate or Jack from Nightmare Before Christmas. Last year I was Sally.

E.M.’s World: Share Your World Answers 10/18/21

Are you easily frightened or startled?

I am absolutely the easiest person to frighten or startle. It has not always been that way. I used to love scary things and watching a good horror/thriller flick on television. Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. The problem is that now when I watch scary movies that I have night terrors, and I get startled easy, even around the people I live with. If someone is walking through the house when I am not expecting it, it makes me jump and even scream out sometimes. I am not sure when I got so fearful or when the night terrors started or why, but it probably has a little to do with my PTSD and anxiety. It really got bad when I watched The Grudge. My family pokes a little fun at how much I get scared of dolls, clowns, and zombies. At least everyone can get a bit of amusement on my “scary” factor in my personality lol.

(Purely whimsical supposition.  Suspend disbelief for a bit)
If you were a ghost, what location do you think you would haunt? Is it the same or different from the location you’d want
 to haunt?

If I were a ghost, I would probably be stuck in this backyard at my house, but when it comes to where I would haunt, that location is different. I would want to haunt my ex-husband’s house and give back some of the torment and mental problems he gave me. In the first situation, I would not be a malevolent ghost, but in the second situation I would definitely be a bad ghost lol.

What do you see in your mind’s eye when you close your eyes?  (I know somebody will answer ‘the inside of my eyelids”, so I took the temptation away by answering that first!    Feel free to use that answer if you like though, or pass. It’s ALL good!)

My mind’s eye takes me places all the time. I call that “pictures in my head”, and it is one of the strongest side effects of my mental illness. I will see little movies of me and the people around me, places, people I have no idea who they are, and animals interacting with me. It’s not a bad side effect, but it happens mostly when I am awake. My mind’s eye is pretty calm and quiet usually, but it has caused a few bad visions.

If a Semi (Big Rig in Americanese) (lorry or trolley over the pond) were about to smash into a crowd, and you could divert the vehicle’s course to hit only one person, would you?  How would you decide who would become the victim?

LOL! This question made me giggle because I would always have a semi head right toward my ex-husband due to all of the pain he caused me and my children. He was a terrible person, and he still is. I don’t believe I would even shed a tear.


GRATITUDE SECTION

Please feel free to share what makes you feel warm and cozy when the wind blows cold? Alternatively (for those on the other side of the world), what makes you feel relaxed and comfortable when the thermometer starts rising?

When the wind blows cold, I love a nice hot cup of coffee and a fuzzy blanket to feel warm and cozy while listening to one of my audio books on Audible and smoking a cigarette or two or three lol.


This post was written for Melanie’s Share Your World prompt. Click here to join in the fun!