In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Third From the Top.”
The third line from the third blog:
“My mother’s mother had the work ethic, and she had passed it on to my mother, who had just retired, and who missed her job in the same way, as she put it, a cow misses its pen.” http://blog.longreads.com/2015/03/25/karl-ove-knausgaard-on-the-benefits-of-a-work-driven-life/
Now to work it into a new post:
Work Ethic( A short story)
For the hundredth time, I wondered why couldn’t I be more like my peers, standing around talking about what they watched last night not caring that the client’s messages were ten and twenty deep on their messy, unorganized desk. But no! My mother’s mother had the work ethic, and she had passed it on to my mother, who had just retired, and who missed her job in the same way, as she put it, a cow misses its pen. We’re a dying breed.
Maybe it’s a good thing, I tell myself as my fingers fly across my keyboard.It was five minutes before five . . .
“Linda, get in here.” My supervisor bellowed across the office. “Now.” She stood there tapping her foot.
I grabbed a note pad and pen fast. I had no idea why she’d called me into her office this late on a Friday.
“Leave that and get in here.” she added.
I practically ran, tripping over my own shoes.
“Sit!” She pointed to the chairs across from her desk. She walked back to her chair. “Linda, I am sorry but I did warn you.”
“Warned me about what?”
“I have to let you go. You make the others look bad.”
“But . . . I do my job and do it well.” I stuttered.
She shook her head. “I know but that’s the way of the world these days. You can’t stand out. Please hand me your badge.” She stood. I stood. “You should call HR on Monday morning.” I stumbled out of her office towards my desk.”Have a good weekend, Linda.”
I heard her door close.
©2015 Kim Izzy
I was browsing at Wattpad for SciFi writing prompts when I discovered a new official Wattpad Science Fiction Competition. While I like the other group I wrote with, I struggled with the mature adult themes required. This one stated PG-13 ratings. So, I gave it a try. Here’s the link: http://www.wattpad.com/114186949-sweep
Wattpad's Science Fiction Competition Entry - Challenge 12 -Space Debris http://www.wattpad.com/110867670-scifi-competitions-challenge-12-space-debris "As a member of CORDS, you are working on a new project/system/theory to clean all this garbage we sent to space since we started to try reaching the stars. In 400 words, tell us what happens when this new system is implemented." Taria Hoots is in the final waiting stages. Everything has been ready when her boss interrupts. What happens next is unthinkable?
Let me know what you think.
Great ideas! I will probably try a few in the next couple of weeks as I am really struggling with motivation right now and I have a ton of projects started.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Connect the Dots.”
Open your nearest book to page 82. Take the third full sentence on the page, and work it into a post somehow.
The nearest book to me at the time I read the prompt was my High School daughter’s pleasure read, “The Naturals” by Jennifer Lynn Barnes. A book she has been trying to talk me into reading.
However, the real story behind this post is my daughter and the words “You’re driving.” She is one of those teens that loves to be driven around. She has no desire to drive. She has even so far confessed that she wants to move to a big city like New York or Chicago so she doesn’t have to drive and she can take the bus.
The irony is she just got her driver’s license Monday. And today, I told her, “You’re driving.” Now, her book is mocking me. Maybe I should read the book.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Shadowed.”
Took this picture of the shadow cast by the sun shining through my parent’s lead glass window in their front door. The only alteration was the addition of my blog information. – December 2011
I am sorry about taking such a long break. The last couple of weeks of December has been rough for me and my family. I was sick in bed with the flu for a week. On Christmas day, one family member and a close family friend passed away. During the month of December, I have been dealing with the situation that is the inspiration for the poem below:
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Twinkle.”
Twenty four years ago this weekend, my hubby and I got engaged. The ring still twinkles on my finger reminding me how lucky we are to have found lasting love.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Gone, But Not Forgotten.”
I have enclosed the photo of our former home. We were the lucky ones to sell a house in less than six months in 2011(in the US). Upon sharing the photo, I felt the need to share the poem I wrote during the process of selling it. Our memories of this house are strong, bonding my family.
Help – Family Needed
by Kim Hewison
My house needs a new family
It’s time for us to be moving on,
Back to where we came from,
Six hundred and seventy miles away.
It’s been a good house,
Warm in winter, cool in summer,
Protecting us from storm after storm,
Solid under our feet
When the earth shook around us,
It’s heard our laughter echo off it’s walls,
Sheltering us in times of sorrow.
Time to say good bye.
Time to hear the pitter-patter of new feet.
This is my response to the Challenge hosted here: http://jennifernicholewells.com/2014/12/02/one-word-photo-challenge-pine/
One year ago, I published my first children’s book and in honor of the first year, I am running a promotion on the eBook for today and tomorrow (December 6-7, 2014). Reviews would be appreciated. Clicking on the picture above will take you to the book on Amazon.
Disclaimer: Check prices especially for those of you that are outside of the US. I am still trying to figure out how KDP – Amazon Kindle works.
The book is about getting lost and Stranger Danger from a child’s point of view. Recommended ages 3 – 6. Children a little older may enjoy reading it for themselves or reading it to younger children.
The product links below display items with the character Loop from The Case of the Missing Mother.
Loop, A Blue Dragonfly, Blue/Grey Lunchbox Lunch Box by KimIzzyCorner
See another lunchbox online at Zazzle