2024 Writing Prompts

Snoopy? Siriusly?

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RDP Friday: DOG DAYS

Canis Major as depicted on the Manuchihr Globe made in Mashhad 1632-33 AD. Adilnor

The brightest star(s) in our night sky is the Dog Star and in some cultures it’s appearance heralded the Dog Days of Summer  ( the Greeks )  the Polynesians knew Winter was on it’s way (yay) the Ancient  Egyptians centered their calender on Sirius and Sumerians and Babylonians had feasts and celebrations when Sirius made it’s appearance in the night sky.

Sirius maybe a star among a Universe chocked full of starts, but the fact that it’s also known as the Dog Star is perfect-  the Cherokee called the Dog Star ” The guardian of the Path of Souls,Sirius as I have pointed out  invokes feelings of joy and celebration- even apprehension.

Dogs, like Sirius shine as bright as anything in the Universe.

Fight me on that because I will die on that hill to defend  that fact.

Along with Mars being my favorite planet in our Solar System ( the only planet in our system inhabited by robots -FYI) the Dog Star has always enchanted me. And in case you are curious, when I first learned about the Dog Star- for reasons that only my five year old brain could understand- I called it the Snoopy Star.

I still think of it that way.

I chose to post this Snoopy picture because Sirius is actually two stars- so here you go Sirirus A and B- other wise knows ans Snoopy and Woodstock.

Roasting Is Fun

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RDP Thursday: ROAST

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When I was little, my Dad and his cousin, John were barbecuing steaks and burgers for our 4th of July Picnic.

I watched them flip burgers and joke around and my Dad had to stop having a grand time with his cousin every minute or so to tell me,

” Anita, stand back you’re to close to the grill “

I stepped back and then I was right back next to the grill again and John told me to move back.

Finally, my Dad said, ” why are you standing so close to the grill? Do you want to get burned? “

” No. ” I said. “I’m listening to the cows scream. “

My Dad looked at my cousin, his cousin looked at him and then they said together, ” Go away.”

You Are Cordially Invited

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If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?

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If I were to host a dinner and anyone I invited was sure to attend my list would be short

and sweet.

I would invited Edgar Allen Poe, M.R. James and Charles Dickens.

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I would serve them Sea Food Enchiladas, Mojitos and for desert …

brownies because in Washington state

chocolate Brownies  and that extra ingredient  that SOME people add  is legal here,

LOL.

We voted on that in my home state.

Democracy isn’t perfect,

but SOMETIMES it really does work.

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Where To?

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RDP Monday: Frail

There are days when I wished I was brave enough to pack up my dog, a few of my possessions and that we would hit the road and see the Country.

Today I sat  met a woman at the  train station who had just been released  from the psyche ward and she had some belongings  in two paper bags with her name written in big letters. She was having trouble figuring out her ticket so  I helped her  understand her train schedule.

She told me the hospital had helped her with her one way ticket to her hometown, where she told me she was supposed to report to jail and serve time for what sounded like a disorderly conduct ( fighting maybe ). She said someone had tried to steal her shoes.

” Well. ” she told me. She was going to go to Safeway first and then she’d go to Jail. Maybe. If she could find the Jail once she got down there. She wasn’t sure where the Safeway was but she was determined to find it so she could get her prescription filled.

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Maybe just hitting the road isn’t such a great idea.

Maybe  the open road is  just as sad and hopeless as the one running in front of your own front door.

I wish that dreams weren’t such frail things- at least most of mine are.