“Oh, My… Doctor… He’s All Ears! “


 DAY 15


WRITING PROMPT: Write down some “What-if” questions that you can use as prompts for future stories or poems. 

What if you were awakened one morning to find that the ugly monster, literal meaning, has taken over the world. Pick an idiom and tell its true story. Here are 50 interesting ones from which to choose.

  1. I have had a change of heart.
  2. We’ll just play it by ear.
  3. She is such a basket case.
  4. I’m all ears.
  5. We don’t seem to see eye to eye.
  6. I feel; like a fish out of water.
  7. Just hold your horses.
  8. It’s raining cats and dogs.
  9. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
  10. Would you like the rest of that in a doggy bag?
  11. A little birdie told me.
  12. She seems to have a bee in her bonnet.
  13. His goose is surely cooked.
  14. He is such a birdbrain.
  15. I think that we need to put a bug in his ear.
  16. But will it pass the acid test?
  17. He’s not playing with a full deck.
  18. They cut the ground right from under his feet.
  19. It’s a piece of cake.
  20. Don’t put your eggs all in one basket.
  21. They are trying to put the wool over your eyes.
  22. You just have to stop chasing your tail.
  23. That will cost you an arm and a leg.
  24. Who let the cat out of the bag?
  25. That’ll kill two birds with one stone.
  26. You are barking up the wrong tree.
  27. I think I need to hear it straight from the horse’s mouth.
  28. He doesn’t let grass grow under his feet.
  29. Is he going to get the axe?
  30. Don’t cry over spilt milk.
  31. You know that curiosity killed the cat.
  32. You need to stop sitting on the fence.
  33. Don’t go stealing her thunder.
  34. We need to separate the sheep from the goats.
  35. I’ll just be waiting here in the wings.
  36. He really went bananas.
  37. So, are you tongue-tied?
  38. That makes my flesh crawl.
  39. She was reduced to tears.
  40. He’s gone off to lick his wounds.
  41. Don’t let it blow up in your face.
  42. Everything’s coming up roses.
  43. That’ll cook his goose.
  44. Don’t cut your nose off to spite your face.
  45. She’s got her foot in the door.
  46. It stopped dead in the water.
  47. She had a landslide victory.
  48. Don’t let it slip through your fingers.
  49. It’s just going to the dogs.
  50. He went from rags to riches overnight.


Here’s my version of the nightmare that goes with the expression. I’m all ears. 

Oh, My… Doctor… He’s All Ears! 

“Hurry, Dr. Stein. Maggie’s been in labor for three hours. It took forever for the traffic to clear to get her here.”

“You’re here now. It will all be OK.”

“I still don’t understand why the drive all the way out to your estate. The hospital seems like a much safer location.”

“Haven’t you heard about their recent bacterial outbreaks? I keep my labs sterile … pristine. That is why you came to me in the first place.”

“We came to you because we couldn’t have children.”

“And have I not fixed that problem?”

“I hope?”

“Come on in, Maggie. The nurse will direct you to the laborato…. the birthing room.”

“Thank you.”

Maggie was taken into the third room on the right. Maggie paused as she quickly looked around. There were cages stacked upon cages along the entire back of the wall.

“This is..”

“Let’s get you out of your coat, let’s sit up here. Let me help you.”

The doctor enters.

“Dr. Stein. What are all these cages in the…”

“Oh, please. Call be Franklin. Just relax. We’ll have you feeling no pain in just moments.”

“But Doctor… I mean Franklin… All those cages….”

“You must be hallucinating, dear. There are no cages here. Close your eyes. … … Nurse?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Please see that the replacement for the family is sent in immediately. This one will complete the set.”

“He is already here. Doctor.”

“The Fabulous Facetted Five: We have enhanced all the senses in each of our infants through mitochondrial splicing: We have Baby Eyes: Supreme Sight, Baby Nose: Superior Smell, Baby Touch: Tenderly Tactile, Baby Savor: Tantalizing Taste and now before us is Baby Sound. “

“Oh, my… Doctor… He’s all ears! “

NOTE TO READER: Some nightmares are true. One never knows where the next Dr. Franklin Stein may be living.

Written for Creative Writing Now: Day 15


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