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Which Letter’s Missing?

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There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)

Right, I should let you know which letter I won’t be using for this little prompt, but I won’t. I figure it will be more fun like this. Will you figure it out by the end of this post?

For someone like me, who loves messing with words, not using one letter is horribly difficult. You forget the number of times every letter turns up in your speech. Even not using letters which don’t see the light much, is tricky.

So, news?

Well everything’s going right for once. It’s not often I get to think in positive terms but yes, feeling OK to good. I’ll begin my new job in just under two weeks, so I just need to ensure I’ve written up the guides. I’ve given the dull, boring stuff to other people, so there’s nothing too horrendous left for me to do.

I’m pretty much just going to enjoy this next fortnight. I’ll sleep better, be more rested, in short just chill the hell out.

So, you figured out which letter I’ve not used yet?

Well, it’s obviously not S, O, Y, U, F, I, G, R, E, D, T, W, H, C, L, T, V, N or S.

Need Help? Well it turns out I’m not chicken, eh?

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Tough Fight

battlefield war explosion gun bombWith yesterdays Daily Prompt under my belt, I can now move on to today’s.

Write about anything you’d like, but make sure the post includes this sentence:

“I thought we’d never come back from that one.”

Sounds like a flash fiction thing to me.

300 words and go…

‘I thought we’d never come back from that one’ said Luke as he rested heavily on his broken assault rifle.

Matt sat up and looked at his comrade ‘What?’

‘Just sayin’. Tough fight. Didn’t think we were going to make it.’

Matt looked around, the battle was still raging around them but the sound was distorted and muffled, as if the volume had been turned down. Explosions and falling debris fell like feathers. ‘I don’t think we did.’

‘Did what?’

‘For the love of… make it! I don’t think we made it! We’re dead!’

Luke looked around, his brow furrowed in concentration. ‘Oh. Well that would certainly explain the white fatigues. Figured it was just snow camouflage or something. What next? What do we do?’

‘Dunno. I’ve never died before.’

‘Oh yeah. Was it that bomb thing that exploded near us?’

Matt looked at his war buddy with a tired look of exasperation that more than answered his question.

The two comrades sat down on the battlefield together and looked round, with no more urgency than a romantic couple out for a picnic. Minutes passed without either of them being able to grasp just how many.

Those minutes turned into hours then days. The two late solders just sat down and waited for something to happen.

‘Well we can’t wait here any longer. Shouldn’t we head towards a light or something?’ asked Luke.

Matt shrugged. ‘No idea. We have to do something though. Maybe we could be guardian angels and help people through difficulties in their lives. We can help to make the world a better place even though we’re dead.’

‘Yeah I guess’ replied Luke. ‘Or we could go scare the crap out off your ex-wife…’

‘Alright, let’s do that.’

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My Objectives, a February Review

Pile of BooksOver a month has gone since I wrote my objectives for 2015, and I know what I’m like. If I stop looking at them then I’ll forget and they’ll just be something I wrote to stop Pinging services forgetting about me.

I had three primary goals and five secondary goals, and I am pleased to announce that there has been movement on half of them.

  • (P) Write one section of my writing course per month
  • (S) Read 18 books over 2015
  • (S) Write 50 blog posts over 2015
  • (S) Deliberate Exercise for at least 30 mins, twice a week.

I have written the next assignment for my course and am writing the one for February. Turns out there are more left than I thought, so I’m going to have to do more than one a month. I’m not changing the goal though. I know that when I get to the fiction assignments, I’ll fly through them.

Read 18 books in 2015? Pfff well I’m on my 6th book already. I’m reading The Enemy books by Charlie Higson (I wrote about them here) and I’m just swallowing them up. The final book’s not out until September though, so I have to do that waiting thing that I am so fond of, to see how the story ends.

Write 50 blog posts. Another easy one, over my two blogs (this one and Zombiechimp) I’ve written 15 already.

The last thing, which is not as successful as I would have liked but is still better than it was, is the exercise. I said I would do 30 mins of deliberate exercise twice a week, which means I should have done about 12-15 sessions. I’ve done 3. Yes, alright just the 3. So I need to kick this up into touch. An hour a week is nothing and there really is no excuse except laziness. So… “Bad Jim, naughty Jim, in your bed, on your rug!”.

Although I’m still quite impressed with myself.

So, all you bloggers out there, did you set yourself any objectives for 2015? if so, how are you getting on?

Starting to be Great

Well, here we are again. Another week has gone by (probably, I haven’t checked the date but it certainly feels like it) and its time that I drag myself out of my pit to write one of the daily prompts.

Today’s prompt has a pictorial theme to it

“Pick a random word and do Google image search on it. Check out the eleventh picture it brings up. Write about whatever that image brings to mind.”

I’m not entirely sure whether the word I chose was random by a dictionary definition but it did kinda pop into my head so I’m counting it.

My word was ‘Starting’ and the eleventh picture in Google pointed to this little image here, ably shown on www.dizzymomchronicles.com.

Starting Great Proverb Saying Phrase

“You don’t have to be great to start, but you do have to start to be great”

Words that are a lot wiser than I initially thought and they are permeating every element of my life.

Particularly, I will rarely start anything unless I can be sure that everything has been planed and catered for, so that in the event of anything going wrong I am fully prepared for all eventualities. On the outset this doesn’t sound so bad, after all what can be so bad about mitigating risk and bad events that could add complications further down on the line?

Well, normally nothing when used sparingly, however I tend to go a little bit over the top and I attempt to plan for anything and everything that may happen, from slight bumps in the road to massive catastrophes, the end result being that I don’t actually start to do the thing that I am planning so hard for.

If you’re familiar with the UK Sitcom Red Dwarf, a character called Arnold Rimmer was desperate to become an Officer in the Space corp, but he could never pass his Astro-Navigation exam, in fact he had failed it thirteen times (though this changes depending on the episode)

Apart from his inability to sit them, he would spend months planning for his exams. He would create the perfect revision plan that covered everything in a practical and inclusive way. The trouble was by the time his plan was finished he only had a single night to study everything, and that was too late.

I can certainly relate.

After a while, I find phrases like ‘Well, I can’t do that until’ or ‘It would easier doing that later’ creeping into my excuse diary. (oh, if you don’t have an excuse diary it can be quite handy at making you see just how many excuses you’re making for things.)

I never start, because I have set myself ridiculously high standards. I read through the novel that I’m writing (and have re-started three times, by the way). I read through it, and decide internally that just because the opening draft doesn’t read like a best seller that there is no point in continuing with it. Which I know logically, is as daft as saying because a baby doesn’t look like an adult that they’ll never grow up. However logical mind and crazy mind rarely see eye to eye on these things. Crazy mind tells me that if I don’t start I can’t fail, so it’s all safe.

This is why I have  my goals for this year are about continual movement not a jump-start. I’ll keep moving on all the things I want to do and not let myself get distracted by, well myself really. I’m just trying to get into the process of doing things without worrying that the end result won’t be perfect. After all, it will be even less perfect if I don’t start.

>So are you impulsive or a procrastinator? Which are you?

2015, My Objectives for a Dissimilar Me

Fireworks new year resolutionWelcome to 2015, a year which I have decreed is to be a hell of a lot different to 2014 Certainly in respect to my attitude towards myself and the way I do things, but that’s for later in this post.
For those who aren’t aware my overall life goal is to overthrow the shackles of corporate servitude and write for a payable living.

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Drop Dat Bomb

Writing“When was the last time you experienced writer’s block? What do you think brought it about — and how did you dig your way out of it?”

It hasn’t really come up much since this Daily Post, but I am a writer. I’ve long since learned to dump the word ‘Aspiring’ as someone once told me you either write or you don’t there’s no aspiration there, aspiration to be a famous author? Yes, aspiration to write? Nope. Writing doesn’t require aspiration you just do it, and hope you get a little better each time.

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Flash Fiction Early to Fall

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This week’s Terribleminds.com flash fiction challenge is all based around Hell. We have to write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 1000 words based in or about Hell, which is kinda one of my favourite topics. Why? God knows. That’s something a psychologist and a defense lawyer can worry about.

Not going to bother about writing any pre-amble this time, so let’s get straight in to the fictiony goodness…

 

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