Flash Fiction

One of my resolutions and goals for 2016 was to ‘write more’. Specifically, I wanted to write a five thousand word short story in 2016.

With only a few days left in 2016, I’m certain that resolution/goal/objective won’t be fulfilled/completed/achieved. Add it to the growing list of things I want to do but never do.

However, I did write 100 words of flash fiction in 2016. If you think it is easy to write a complete story, with a beginning, middle and ending, develop a character, a plot and have it make sense in exactly a hundred words … it’s not.

Here it is …

Dana washes the plate for the fifth time. Out the small window she watches her husband of twenty years back down the narrow driveway. She waves. She places the dish in the drying rack and opens her small laptop. The screen shows two large simple buttons, one red, the other blue. She watches her husband’s car disappear between the neighboring homes. She hesitates but knows only one choice can be lived in. She presses. In the distance, an explosion is heard. The windows rattle as the blast wave passes. The computer screen fades to black. Dana hopes relief has come.

Bad … good … awesome? I wouldn’t know. It’s my first ever attempt at flash fiction.

Many years ago, after a bad experience with a roofing contractor/tree trimmer where he stole (or I foolishly gave him) a large deposit for roofing work he never started or completed.

There was nothing I could really do other than contact the Attorney General or take the guy to court. I didn’t want to incur any legal expenses which would probably exceed the amount I lost. So I learned my lesson and moved on.

However, in trying to assuage my desire to get back, I wrote a short story of 300 words. The gist of that story was the protagonist, in response to being swindled by a crooked roofing/tree trimming contractor, used his covert and military training to do away with that piece of human scum. It was a cool story (at least I thought) and it served to dissipate the feelings of being violated.

I hope to write more in 2017.



Winter Solstice 2016

The first day of Winter arrived at 5:44 am EST.

Winter is one of my favorite seasons. Everything is cold, crisp, snowy. I really enjoy the clear, bright sunny days. Although I don’t like the dank, dreary, wet days. And, I don’t like the crushing darkness that beats me down.

In the past, I’ve used Winter to get back into some type of exercise – weight loss program. And, this year, is no exception.

I’ve explored different food reduction strategies, from calorie counting (successful in the past) to Weight Watchers (successful in the past) to meal replacement shakes to juicing.

The exercising strategy is to ‘just do it’. I have the Planet Fitness membership and a Bow Flex Max Trainer.

My blood pressure was 144/93 this morning with a pulse of 82. Geez. Still too high. I’m embarrassed about the resting heart rate. When I was exercising regularly, my resting heart rate was in the mid to low 60s. This just shows me that I have a lot of work to do.

Hopefully, starting with this Winter Solstice things will change for the better in my life.

Snowmen ... winter of 2015

Snowmen … winter of 2015

My Current Mile

My current mile hasn’t been all that great. Maybe downright hard. Such a struggle. I’m pathetic.

To put things in perspective … I’m not homeless, nor am I starving. The furnace is working. The car has started in the cold. The government is not repressing my political, social or religious beliefs. I have a job. I’m relatively healthy.

So, in all reality, I’m doing better than a lot of people in the world.

But why are things so hard. Why am I depressed? Why such a struggle?

It’s an interesting question. The narcissist office mates would say to ‘just’ get over it. Move on. Overcome.

Certainly wise counsel. Could apply to most if not all circumstances for most if not all people.

But, still, it’s a struggle for me.

What Have I been Doing?

Nothing much. Being depressed. Can’t seem to shake it off. I’ve gain so much weight. I stopped running. My blood pressure is too high (140/99 on average). Did I say I was depressed. My resting pulse was in the 80s this morning.

What Can I Do?

With the advent of the new year, I have decided to take some kind of action. I need to change something. I want to lose some weight. I want to get back to running, walking, exercising. Cut back on the food intake and stop the drinking. Use the Planet Fitness membership.

Any Bright Spots in the Last Year?

There has been one or two bright moments in otherwise a dull and bleek 2016.

The first moment came in early December as I finished a true round of paintings. Maybe my first actual artistic creation. Other than weaving the canvas, growing the pine or manufacturing the paint, I drip painted a set of ‘real’ paintings. I call it the “November Collection 2016”. I hung a few in the house and gave a few away. It was quite the sense of accomplishment as I stretched the canvas I painted over the frames I built.

The second … well, I can’t really remember.

What Am I Going to Do?

I need to shake off this depression. Probably need to change the self talk. Should ignore the narcissist rants from a few raging narcissists in the office. Track an exercise goal, lose weight, paint more.

Take a few small steps. Lose a pound a week for 2017 to get back to my goal weight. Maybe sign up for Weight Watchers as that was successful when I was on the program. Exercise more. Eat less. Read more. Blog more. Pray more.


The November Collection 2016