There is a link on the side bar to a discord chat. Free to join just read the rules carefully so you can type.

That said there is a common theme, of sorts, lately.

I can’t write….

My stories seem too short
I can’t write longer.
I wanna write longer chapters but they always end up….

I may not be able to help you unjam yourself but I can help you write fuller stories.

DESCRIPTION!

Just painting a picture can take a sentence and make it story all on its own.

Here’s a common sentence used many times in many stories.

There are movies that hurt, but in a good way. These movies stay with us for years to come. Yet everytime we watch them we cry yet again.

These are some that instantly come to mind.

The black hole- death of bob.

Star Trek the motion picture- when Kirk and Scotty show us the new rebuilt enterprise for the first time.

Field of dreams - while the whole movie is well done the end just kills me.

Titanic.

Galaxy quest- the beginning of this movie hurts.

The wraith- car movie totally but the end hurts.

Things to look out for.

Something that happened to me today…again.

When my hackles get up due to a perceived insult I become defensive. If it moves to a direct insult on me I get mad.

When I get mad I get very stubborn.

At that point I try to hurt the person that hurt me just as much or more than they hurt me. All reasoning with me goes out the window, along with any common sense apparently.

This is a family trait. I know about but can’t stop it from happening.

Makes me feel very bad afterword but the moment of apology is long gone.

My just over two year old baby cat Willow passed away Thursday night Friday morning. He got into something he shouldn’t have, not the brightest cat, and after five days of not eating I gave him to vet. He died that night at vet.

I tried really hard to get him to eat but it didn’t work. I can’t seem to stop crying at odd times.

To make matters worse my uncle passed away as well. Yet another family member dead and funeral.

Today Monday manitoba held two special funeral stuff for queen Elizabeth II. First was the standard 21 gun salute followed by a 96 shot salute.

At the main Anglican Church here in Winnipeg a special invite only funeral service in her honor is being held.

I have a middle ear infection on left side, outer ear infection on right side but still managed to bicycle to legislative building to sign Queens book.

Watched the funeral via YouTube live this morning except actual lowering of coffin. Cried entire time good service, wasn’t crazy about the spooky music though.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Z8hw9EIhVU

Came across this. Not only the news broadcast but the comments on it are beyond shocking.

Rewatching olld shops that I never got to see all episodes before.

Stng, ds9, voyager, enterprise. It got me emotional a few times. We grew with them as they grew, because a part of our family in a way.

Startrek tos, tos movies

All those family that in many cases have come and gone now.

It’s not just those shows either when you watch those old,shows that you felt weekly have gone by it’s like saying goodbye at a funeral and makes you cry. They didn’t have over the top cgi like today. Many had props and full sets that made you believe it was real.

Why I have not been writing much if at all.

Well to start off lets go back a few years.

Since 2014 I have had to deal with emotion turmoil.

first my step mother came down with stage four lung cancer. She did not last long and it tore my dads heart in two.

His health deteriorated moved into a seniors residence.

my cousin shot himself in the head with a nail gun, on purpose. took him a year to die.

my uncle passed away in may of 2016 and in june of 2016 my father passed away. His heart just gave out ..alone in his room. It hurts.

I was browsing some recent news headlines. Reading articles and happened across one that made me laugh.

Backstory is a Calgary woman was beaten six months ago. Hubby is in prison for it. Dec 3 court rules in favor of woman to continue living in house till its sold.

dec 5 house is burned to ground with multiple molotov cocktails.

"Calgary police agree that fire is suspicious."

That cracked me up! Its more than suspicious! It's plain and simple arson.

Still it goes to show you that, depending on circumstance, even bad news can be entertaining.

There has been, and probably will continue to be, many arguments on who speaks proper English.

This is not about that.

Recently I have been watching some videos from British pathe. Basically video archives from 1930-1970 ish as well as some other videos, again british, from 80s.

Note I am Canadian and therefore part of the "British/English commonwealth". Ie Queen Elizabeth is our queen monarch as well. Our language is a mix of American, British, and french.

Recently I found an abandoned Raleigh detour 1 bike approximately less than a year old. The bike showed evidence of being dragged behind a vehicle then falling off said vehicle. Since the rear tire and rim were bent to hell and the handlebars were twisted it seems the previous owner had just abandoned it.

It may be my birthday but sure doesnt seem happy. With everything going on right now its like ...stressful.

I am pretty much over my cold, no fever at all during cold, but throat is still very raw. Talking is a little hard, who knows I may end up needing antibotics.

Trying to read the story another flower which makes references to another story called the flower...but there is no story "the flower by melanie brown" on amazon or here. Very very annoying!

I know some people do not quite understand what that means. I have it, and apparently, rather bad at times.

There is not specific trigger for my attacks. They just happen and they build up. Sometimes they only last for a couple mins, say 15-20. Other times they last for hours.

During an attack I cannot think straight. My mind goes from one thing to another to another to another increasing my anxiety. Other times I focus on one thing to the exculsion of everything else, no matter how irrational it is.

At one point in history buying a car meant something.

In some areas a whole block of people would pool their resources to buy a single car, there was no trucks available, and they would do maintenance and repairs themselves. Once or twice a week runs would be made with the car to purchase whatever was needed by the block. Occasionally it was used for appointments or special events but since fuel/petrol was very expensive and hard to come buy not so much.