“L” IS FOR A LIBRARIAN: ALTERNATIVE ASPIRATIONS FOR PICASSO

Woman Reading by ÉDOUARD MANET http://www.artic.edu/aic/collections/artwork/14591
Woman Reading by ÉDOUARD MANET
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The King’s Confidante



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“Have all the records been moved to these quarters?”

“All the known records that we have been able to acquire are here, Sir.”

“But her name is not listed anywhere except beside of my father’s name in The Crier on the day that they were married. Certainly something else would exist.”

“This is all we have, Sir.”

“Are there other places that I can look?”

“Her family was from Questonburough. There are records there of the descendants from her ancestry.

Where would I find them?”

“It is a small town, Sir. Likely they are still kept in The Abbey.”

“If I went, what would I ask to see?”

“The census records would be with the town officials. The cemetery records and marriage certificates might be housed at The Abbey. If there is a local doctor, he might have kept records.”

“You do not approve?”

“You are now King, Your Highness. Does it matter who or where your mother resides? Or even if..”

The scandalous words were cut off.  “Of course it does!”

“If your father had wanted you to know…”

“Watch your tongue, Just because you have had Father’s protection, mine is not ensured. You are right, a public execution would not be condoned, but there are other ways. I am my father’s son.”

“Forgive me, Your Grace.”

“I need to know why my father sent my mother away. He was to tell me. The Northern Campaign took that from me. I must know.”

“Some things are better left as they are, Your Grace.”

“Prepare your bags, Lady Elisabeth. As my father’s closest family confidante, you are traveling with me to Questonburough. I will have the men prepare the litter. Take three of your servants. I will take eight of my elite. We leave at sunrise.”

“Are you sure…”

“I have spoken. Dismissed.”



Written for The A-Z Blogging Challenge: 2015. Requirements: Each day during the month of April a new blog is written based on a consecutive letters of the alphabet. The theme of my challenge is Alternative Aspirations for Picasso.  (A VERY LATE ENTRY!!!)

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SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2015: WEEK #28

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2015 WEEK #28


  • What is your favorite comfort snack food?
  • If you had to spend one weekend alone in a single store but could remove nothing, which store would you pick? (except food or beverage)
  • What was the largest city you have been to?  What is the one thing you remember most?
  • Finish this sentence:  It has recently come to my attention that ….


 What is your favorite comfort snack food?

  • Chips: The Utz’s Party Mix Barrel: BBQ Corn Chips, Crunchy Cheese Curls, White Corn Tortilla Chips, Pretzel Wheels, and Nacho Tortilla Chips.
  • Cookies: either Food Lion Bakery Macadamia Nut Cookies or Food Lion Bakery Oatmeal Raisin Cookies
  • Soda: Mountain Dew
  • Pies: Frozen Cheesecake with Cherries or Blackberries
  • Cake: German Chocolate Cake with Coconut Pecan Frosting or White Coconut Cake with Coconut Icing
  • Pizza: Roman’s Pizza – FullHouse (This is a small pizza shop near me.)
  • (As you can see…. I comfort easily!)

If you had to spend one weekend alone in a single store but could remove nothing, which store would you pick? (except food or beverage)

Best Buy: They have old classic in music, all types of DVDs, HUGE screen televisions, and recliners… They even have appliances for me to bring my comfort foods in a cooler!  

What was the largest city you have been to?  What is the one thing you remember most?

Washington D.C.: I love the museums, the vendors, and the walks through the historic landmarks. I could spend a month of weekends there and not tire of it!

Finish this sentence:  It has recently come to my attention that my summer is half over! I teach… we get off about seven weeks (not counting the required service days in the middle that we are accountable for attending.) It has been a good summer, so far.



Written for Share Your World: Week #28: Requirements: Answer the four questions.

Practice Makes Perfect?

DAILY PROMPT

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Practice Makes Perfect?



Tell us about a talent you’d love to have… but don’t.



I would love to have strong and nimble fingers for strumming/picking a stringed instrument. I attempt to play several, but I am only adequate for personal enjoyment. It would be great to be more than adequate. That takes either gifting, or a great deal of practice, or both. I have a little musical talent… but it is mostly in vocal performance… not instrumental. (Plus…I hate to practice instrumental music.)

  • Guitar
  • Violin
  • Banjo
  • Harp
  • Dulcimer
  • Ukulele
  • Steel guitar
  • Fiddle
  • Piano
  • Saxophone

Playing ALL of these would be GRAND! 

(Yeah, I know that the last two don’t quite match... But Jazz and the Blues need them!

BUT TRUTH BE TOLD…. I guess I really don’t have the desire for this gifting, or I would practice and at least become as proficient as my talents would allow. People usually do the things that they actually desire doing.



 In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Practice Makes Perfect?.”

London Bridge Is Falling Down

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“London Bridge is falling down… falling down… falling down… London Bridge is falling down. My Fair Lady.”

“We got you again,” squealed Prince Alfred.

That’s not fair,” Lady Beth was quickly pointed out. “Lady Margaret keeps slowing down so that I will be the one to be captured.”

“Need I remind you, being captured is an honor, My Lady?” responded the King’s firstborn. “Because of your sacrifice, your being the watchman for our fair land, the bridge will stand forever. Our kingdom will be saved.

“Easy for you to say,” Lady Beth retorted. “It’s not your head that’s being sacrificed!”


Historical Note: There is a theory that human sacrifices were used to establish stability in a bridge. Children were sacrificed, or often buried alive, in the foundation of a bridge to become the watchmen and offer protection to the towns. There has been no archaeological evidence of this, however, at London Bridge.



Written for Sunday Photo Fictioneers” Requirements: Create a story of 100-200 words using the phot prompt.

Honorific

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Honorific



If you could pick one person to be commemorated on a day dedicated to him/her alone, who would you choose?



 Another Commemoration Day…

Another Day for Remembering…

I do not think that we need more days set aside to “honor” those who have been important to us as individuals, or as a city, state, or nation.

We have Memorial Day, President’s Day, Veteran’s Day, Father’s Day, Mother’s Day, Children’s Day, Secretary’s Day, Boss’s Day, National Policeman’s Day, Fireman’s Day, Nurse’s and Doctor’s Days … even a National Love Your Pet Day. We have probably claimed a day for every important relationship known to mankind.

I believe that we need to actually show the honor that we talk about giving of on selected days.

I do not think that there is anything wrong with having a special day set aside for special remembrances of the heroes in our world. But why do we have to wait until that special day to show them by way of a public statement the commemorative tribute that they may, or may not, even have time for as they go about their own pressure-packed lives.

If we actually wanted to be honorable, we would set aside a time for ourselves – personally… individually – to do something of noteworthiness to show our appreciation to that person in a tangible way.

A card…

A phone call…

A gift certificate…

A visit…

An act of kindness needed in their lives…

One of these simple deeds would show own appreciation far more than attending a special service on one day of a year… or the shaking of a hand of a special person on one day of a year.

A day when we are reminded to be reminded.

That is sort of like compelling a child to say thank you because it is the proper thing to do.

I you really want to show someone that they are special … don’t show celebratory honor to them…

Be honorable…

Commit an act of honor… on a random day…

You would never believe what a difference it could make.



In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Honorific.”

“K” IS FOR A KING: ALTERNATIVE ASPIRATIONS FOR PICASSO

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Rumors of Rebellion



The A-Z Blogging Challenge: 2015




The ride in had been uneventful. Apparently, the rumors of an overthrow being eminent were wrong. Surrounded my by eight most trusted guards, I entered the palace and began to relax… a little.

As King of Cunningham, one always has to be watchful.

I walked directly to my donjon. Queen Llamana was awaiting. Her ladies-in-waiting were assisting her repose and my personal pages were bringing in our night’s refreshment.

With a quick clap of the hands, our servants left. “Your Majesty, you have been greatly missed.” The Queen was whispering in her most sultry of voice. (Our marriage had been arraigned by my father when I was eleven. We were friends, of that I was grateful. But a king needs an heir to solidify his kingdom. A son. I had been blessed with four daughters. Because of them, my kingdom had the potential to be quadrupled. But I still had no heir.)

“Your Majesty, let us take our mead and enjoy the lights of the gods.”

Hand-in-hand we walked out upon the balcony.

“You have been greatly missed.” She tossed back her mead and heaved the leaded stein to the corner.

I, too, downed my honeyed elixir. It had been missed. I allowed no spirits of any kind  on my journeys since a coup had been reported.

“Was your mission successful?”

“The alliances are intact. There are no threats from the border towns.”

“That is good.” She whispered in my ear. “The safety of our daughter’s futures are paramount.” She was pressing nearer.

There was a mist in the air that was not there when I had entered the stronghold. But now, there was a swirling of the airs that I could not explain.  Stepping closer, she had me pressed against the balustrade of the balcony.

“You will be missed, Your Majesty.”

“Long live the Queen,” she thought, as you could hear a scream descending from the royal fortification.



Written for The A-Z Blogging Challenge: 2015. Requirements: Each day during the month of April a new blog is written based on a consecutive letters of the alphabet. The theme of my challenge is Alternative Aspirations for Picasso.  (A VERY LATE ENTRY!!!)

Born to Be With You

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DAILY PROMPT


Born to Be With You


Got a soul-mate and/or a best friend? What is it about that person that you love best? Describe them in great detail — leave no important quality out.




From the moment I saw you in the back of the pack, I knew you were mine. None of the other’s had your twinkle.

I reached my hand out to greet you, and to my surprise… You kissed my hand.

You could say… my heart was instantaneously yours.

Now, eight years later, I still anticipate your welcoming embrace each evening after work.

The gentle kiss on my cheek, sometimes a nip, and then off you go to continue doing whatever you had been doing.

You always allow me my personal space… except during thunderstorms.

I love it, that even at your age, you still want to snuggle whenever the weather turns rambunctious.

In my childhood days, I loved to lay in bed enjoying the rain pounding on my tin roof. It is even more pleasurable with you cuddling next to me.

Always waiting until I finish my evening meal, before we share our day’s happenings… You are so understanding.

The evening walks… The fact that you still enjoy playing Frisbee… Lying under the stars until we both fall asleep…  You running ahead to hold the door for me…

I am the luckiest… I could never find another you


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To Maximilian. You are the greatest!



In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Born to Be With You.”