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Wednesday Whatever! ~~ A Short Story

Hello, People!

Today for Wednesday Whatever! I’m doing a short story that came about after I saw the picture below when I was looking for something else. You know how that goes. Go searching for something on the internet and come up with something else. Like grocery shopping!

This picture that was done by an amazing graphic artist just spoke to me. Almost immediately I came up with an idea for a story piece. I know it’s been a long time since I posted something that had to do with creative writing. I’ve been going through a bit of a dry spell. I think it’s raining words again and the dry spell is broken! Hope you enjoy it.


abandoned town




The crouching figure shifted slightly to the left and one hazel eye peeked around the building’s corner. Nothing was moving on the cracked sidewalk except a few overgrown weeds that swayed in the breeze that whistled down through the empty streets.

The figure shifted back and settled itself more comfortably in the darkness of the shadows. Fingers dug inside the backpack next to them and pulled out a chocolate bar. Peeling the wrapping off of it the figure bit a piece off and savored the slightly bitter taste on its tongue. Chocolate was getting harder and harder to come by.

With the devastation of dozens of major natural disasters after some fool world leader pushed that damn red button because he wanted to show other leaders he was the biggest badass around; a lot of things became harder to come by. Including clean water, food and civilization. Now it was everyone for themselves. The ones that were left anyway. Which weren’t many.

She was one of the survivors.

Her ears picked up movement close by. She froze, listening intently, hand hovering over her weapon. She saw something move and relaxed. A rat. A big one, but just a four-legged rat. Not the two-legged variety. It must have smelled the chocolate. With that thought, she wrapped the candy back up and stuffed what was left in her backpack. She’ll save it for later.

She settled back into the shadows and thought back on how she got to this point. Alone. Waiting for a stranger that left word they knew where some of her family were. Her hand settled on her weapon as she put it in her lap. She chuckled soundlessly. Her, with a gun. Before all this happened to the world she didn’t even know how to load a gun, much less shoot one. Now she could take one apart and clean it in the dark, load it in seconds and shoot with deadly accuracy. Strange how life turns out. World disasters will do that. And wanting to survive.

Mostly wanting to survive.

It had only been a year. One short year since the world was blown to bits and those who were left had to survive best they could. The world changed a lot since then. The weather was different also. You never knew one day to the next what was going to happen. It could be ninety degrees one day, then change to twenty below the next week and then back again. How can a person grow anything in weather like that?

No electricity, no running water, no conveniences. What few people who were left you couldn’t trust. Well, most of them. She had met a few good ones. They came and went in her life. Just as she came and went in others. She never stayed in one place too long. That was dangerous.

When the disasters struck she had been on vacation. She had gone on a retreat. She had always wanted to do that. After her divorce, she decided she deserved it. So off she went.

Then everything went to hell. She still didn’t know why she survived when so many others didn’t. There were many days she wondered what the point was. Then came the first time she almost was killed and she found out quickly…She didn’t want to die!

As her mind went back to that terrifying encounter with those two strange men she heard footsteps slowly approaching her hiding spot. Her mind quickly left those black memories as her hand tightened on her weapon.

She quickly looked around the corner of the building and spotted a large bald man. He had stopped about a quarter of a block away. He stood under a wide leafy tree. He didn’t look her way. He just stood still under that tree and waited.

It looked to her as he was listening to something or someone. He nodded his head once and then looked straight at her.

His dark brown eyes stared into hers as she rose from her squatting position. His face remained passive as she stepped from the shadows.

“Hello, Marisa. It’s time for you to join me.”



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Spring Fling Book Sale ~~ Free Book!

Hello, People!

This is just a quick reminder that I am having a Spring Fling book sale on my two books this weekend….starting today!!

A Case of Deceit will be FREE!

Deceit Kindle Cover


The Canine Caper will be 99 Cents!! Grab them both this weekend and enjoy a good read!


cover play 5 canine caper


If you would be ever so kind and spread the word by reblogging and letting others know! Thank you!!


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My Incomplete List of Small Pleasures

Hello, People!

Because so many bloggers do a thankful Thursday post, which I thoroughly enjoy reading, I thought I would do one of my own. I’m calling it ‘My Incomplete List of Small Pleasures’.

I saw this title somewhere one day and wrote it down and I really like the Lemony Snicket type feel to it. Another reason why I like the title is my small pleasures change all the time. It changes daily, hourly, even minutely. One hour I could be having a shit day and the next something small gives me a smile and makes the day better instantly. I love those instances.

It’s also true that when you start listing things that make you happy or gives you pleasure you just can’t help but appreciate them more. One also starts to feel better. I may even make this a weekly series here. What do  you think?

So for today, here is my incomplete list of small pleasures. Please feel free to steal this idea and post your own list! Just let me know so I can read it!



  • My dog Sam who makes me smile every day. He’s a character.
  • coffee, the smell, the taste, especially first thing in the morning.
  • writing, putting words together to make a story come alive.
  • friends, they make me smile all the time as they are such giving, wonderful people (you know who you are!)
  • Sunshine, makes these old bones feel good and never fails to make me feel cheery
  • clouds, they make my imagination soar
  • coke zero…..ahhhhhh
  • colors, whether they be on clothes, pencils, crayons, anything really. Bright, bold colors
  • listening to rain on a quiet afternoon
  • books…………any and all, they take me out of my world into another and I couldn’t be happier
  • computers, they make a very big world smaller
  • this blog, I have enjoyed writing on this blog ever so much,


That’s just a few things, I’m sure I could come up with more.


What are a few things that would be on your list? 


Also, a reminder that my book ‘A Case of Deceit’ will be on sale starting tomorrow for FREE! So grab a copy this weekend and please leave a review after you read it. Thank you!



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Monday Meeting~~ March 14, 2015

Hello from sunny Alberta, Canada!

I’ve lived here in Alberta for the past fifteen years and I don’t think I have ever seen a milder winter. Hardly any snow (sorry farmers) and warm temperatures. We’ve seen it in the mid 60’s plenty of times this past month. Spring isn’t officially here until this coming weekend but I would say we have been having Spring-like weather for weeks now.

Anyway, let’s get this meeting started.

Monday Meeting


Some of you have been asking how the husband is doing. First, thank you for your thoughts and warm wishes. It is deeply appreciated. The husband seems to be doing much better. He has managed to stay out of the hospital. That’s always a good thing. He is taking better care of himself in that he is now drinking lots of water and taking things seriously. Like most men I think he thought things would just go on as ‘normal’ and he would be able to drink what he wanted. Which was NOT water.

After taking out a third of his colon the doctors tried to explain to him that he needed to do certain things. Like, drink lots of water. He thought he knew better….after all, this is how he always lived his life.

Big surprise that he was wrong! ha! He wouldn’t listen to me or the doctors but I bet he listens to his body from now on. The last stay in the hospital scared him straight, I hope. Water is so very important to your body!

He has even managed to gain a little weight. Good news there. He has some home care now also. We finally were able to get some of that because he blacked out in the bathroom last month and hurt himself. We don’t know why he blacked out but it has happened a few times before, so the doctor is concerned. We have been able to get him a bath bench for the tub and a walker. He has some mobility issues, mostly due to his back. So they gave him a walker to use.

I’m not sure how much he will use it because he refuses to use it in public. I tried to explain to him that no one cares if he is using a walker, they have their own problems and lives to live and they don’t care if one old skinny guy is walking with the help of a walker. Sometimes his pride gets in the way of good old common sense.

We’ve also had a dietician visit us this afternoon from Home Care. I personally thought it was a waste of time. I’ve talked to more dietitians in my life than I care to say. This one is not going to tell me anything different. They want the husband to gain weight. Duh! He is gaining weight. Just slowly….which to me is like losing weight. Slow is good. He eats what he wants if we can afford it. He doesn’t eat a lot in one sitting but he grazes all day and half the night. She left him some nutritional drinks like Ensure to see if he likes it. I told her straight out….it’s not an issue if he likes them or not….it’s if we can afford them.

All in all, things with him are getting better.

Built by Damon Bennett!
Built by Damon Bennett!

As for other news. Remember a few months back when I told you guys I won a dog house for Sam and a Lowes gift card of 2500.00? I think I posted that I had gotten the dog house and was still waiting for the gift card. Well, I finally got it! Yes! Twenty-five hundred big ones to spend on appliances!

I am now the proud owner of a new refrigerator, dishwasher AND stove! Lowes was having a sale the day I went out there and so I was able to get all three, have them delivered, installed and the old appliances hauled off. All for the amount of the gift card. Finally something good happening! I’m a happy camper.

One more piece of news and then you can sit and tell me all your news. My book, ‘A Case of Deceit’ will be FREE from March 18th to the 22nd! I’m having a Spring Fling sale as the Deceit book will be free and ‘The Canine Caper’ is 99 cents. So if you haven’t read my book yet…..and why haven’t you??  You can download it for free from Amazon this weekend. Just click the book pictures on my sidebar and it will take you right to Amazon! Thanks!

I’ll be posting a reminder on Thursday. If you would be so kind as to download, read and please…please leave a review! I would be in your debt. 🙂


Now, what’s going on in your world? Let me know!



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Silly Sunday

Hello, People!

Today for Silly Sunday I thought I would give you something a little different from my usual meme’s. Chris over at the Story Reading Apes blog posted about a plot generator. So I had some fun with it and generated a completely random story from it.

I did no edits and used a made up pen name. The story is, um, interesting to say the least. ha! Read and see for yourself. If you want to have a little fun go over to the Plot Generator and try it yourself! It even shows you a book cover! Sort of……Let me know your results if you do try it.

Not sure if I would use this for anything serious but you never know.

Here’s my story…..


(c) William Trost Richards
(c) William Trost Richards


Two Understanding Uncles Thinking to the Beat

A Short Story
by Lisa Hornblower

Roger Blackman looked at the weathered rock in his hands and felt barmy.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his creepy surroundings. He had always loved picturesque Plymouth with its cruel, cautious cliffs. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel barmy.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Charity Lakeman. Charity was an intuitive patient with spiky eyebrows and brunette lips.

Roger gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a clever, bold, brandy drinker with fluffy eyebrows and squat lips. His friends saw him as a high-pitched, huge hero. Once, he had even brought a plain puppy back from the brink of death.

But not even a clever person who had once brought a plain puppy back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Charity had in store today.

The sun shone like sitting owls, making Roger jumpy.

As Roger stepped outside and Charity came closer, he could see the motionless smile on her face.

Charity gazed with the affection of 7599 brave motionless mice. She said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want love.”

Roger looked back, even more jumpy and still fingering the weathered rock. “Charity, I love you,” he replied.

They looked at each other with anxious feelings, like two puny, petite puppies walking at a very energetic holiday, which had R & B music playing in the background and two understanding uncles thinking to the beat.

Roger studied Charity’s spiky eyebrows and brunette lips. Eventually, he took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” began Roger in apologetic tones, “but I don’t feel the same way, and I never will. I just don’t love you Charity.”

Charity looked stressed, her emotions raw like a pretty, purring piano.

Roger could actually hear Charity’s emotions shatter into 1880 pieces. Then the intuitive patient hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of brandy would calm Roger’s nerves tonight.


Mi Vida Loca · nonfiction · postaday · Stories of my life · Wednesday Whatever!

Wednesday Whatever!

Hello, People. I do hope everyone is having a good week. If you aren’t, I hope it gets better.



I saw the picture above as I was doing a bit of research for something else. As I read the question, I laughed, then got just a bit sad and I’ll tell you why.

How would you answer that question? Who knows you better? Google or your next door neighbors. My answer…..Google. Yeah, big brother Google knows me a lot more than my neighbors and that’s a bit sad and a bit scary.

Why is it sad? Because it’s come to the point people don’t trust other people. Really, think about it. When I was a kid, I remember my mom being friends with the neighbors. They’d come over for coffee, or she would go over to their homes for a few hours. They would sit and talk about families, the weather, health problems, or just plain gossip about the other neighbors. That’s how it was done. They were friends. We exchanged Christmas presents. We had them over for meals. My parents and the neighbors would go out for a few beers together at the neighborhood bar. Us kids would play with their kids. We knew each other.

Now? I nod or smile at my neighbors in passing. I don’t know their names or anything about them. And they don’t know me. Times have changed. I have. Probably, a bit of both.

That’s how it’s been most of my adult years. I don’t know my neighbors and most times I’m quite happy with that. Maybe if I would have had kids it would be/been different. I don’t know. Kids have a way of bringing people together.

Then I thought of some of the neighbors I did have. Not knowing them might have been the best thing for me. ha! I remember when my BFF and I moved into our first apartment away from home. We were young, naive and full of life. We were on our own for the first time! What a heady feeling. Our neighbor was this weird married guy. He would make sure he was outside, no matter the weather when my friend and I would come home from work. He would wave and smile and say hi. If we sat outside in the summer to get a tan, there he was sitting on his stoop next door watching us. It got so bad it was like he was stalking us, so we moved.

Then I remembered the neighbor I had when I first moved in with the ex. A kindly old man who looked after his bed-ridden wife of fifty years. I thought he was a harmless old man until one day I was home alone and went outside and the old man propositioned me over the fence. The conversation started innocently enough. We talked about his old dog, our dogs, his wife and her condition. Then he says…..’I love my wife. We’ve been married for a long time, had a few kids together and I nurse her now through her declining years. But…..a man has needs. Even an old man like me has needs and the wife can’t help me with those needs. But, maybe you can. We don’t have to let my wife know, or your man know anything. We’d just have sex on the quiet. You’d enjoy it. I may be old but I got some moves.’ Then he winked at me.

I thought he was joking and laughed it off. Until he asked me a few days later if I thought over his plan and when could we start having sex. Um, no…..that’s when I knew he meant it. It got to the point if I was home alone, I looked out the windows to make sure he wasn’t around before I went out. He never did stop asking until we moved.

I’ve had a few other strange or downright crazy neighbors, so maybe being friendly was not the way to be.

Now, Google knows me much better. I don’t even know my neighbors names and I’ve lived here for almost four years. I’m ok with that. They seem ok with that. The husband knows the two ladies across the way by name and has talked with them quite a bit. I like keeping to myself. I’m a hermit at heart.

But, Google? Google knows my name, age, address and probably my phone number. It knows where I am on the internet, whether it be twitter, Facebook or other places. It knows what illness’ I have or had as I’ve Googled them. It keeps track of EVERYTHING! Like I said….big brother. You can erase things off the internet….but it’s too late. Once you type something in…’s in to stay. And then you can google it.

Have you ever Googled yourself? Try it. It will scare the shit out of you to see how much Google knows about you. (*cue eerie music*)





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Silly Sunday

Just some random things I found on the interweb. Enjoy! (I am easily amused…hehehe)



I actually believe in ghost all day and night! But, I thought this was funny. :)
I actually believe in ghost all day and night! But, I thought this was funny. 🙂


Trump supporters! Beware!
Trump supporters! Beware!


I've had this happen recently!
I’ve had this happen recently!


So, so true! ;)
So, so true! 😉


This is what I tell the husband all the time! ha!
This is what I tell the husband all the time! ha!





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10 Things I Want To Do In My Life Before I’m Too Darn Old to Enjoy Them

In 2012, shortly after I started this blog I wrote ’10 Things I Want to do in Life Before I’m too Darn Old to Enjoy Them’. Today I thought I would join Part-Time Monster’s Throwback Thursday Link up Party and repost this old post.  Why not join us? Come on!



Life, Love & Strength

I thought I might have a little fun and post a few things I want to do before I die. Some of them might actually be doable, some maybe not so much. And a few are just plain silly and will never happen. But hey! Can’t blame a girl for dreaming. 😉

1. Have my novel published and become the next hot author! Now I know there might be a few obstacles on this one. Well when isn’t there. I almost have a novel, that should count for something. So I figure I have as good a shot at this as anyone. I count this one as definitely doable!

2. Ride in a hot air balloon. Now this is something I’ve wanted to do for more years than I can remember! I love plane rides. So I figure a hot air balloon ride should be totally awesome! I do think…

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Wednesday Whatever! ~~ Fun With Words

Hello, People! Remember me? Today for Wednesday Whatever I thought we would have another edition of Fun with Words. Being a writer and a lover of words in general, finding the different ways to have fun with words is ….well, fun! Let’s see what I have for you today……




Today I thought I would bring you some different words you don’t see every day. Words that are unusually specific and therefore, perfect for certain situations and words that are just fun to say.


bibliobibuli……people who read too much. (Is that even possible??)

discalced………barefooted (just saying he’s barefooted is not near as much fun as saying, ‘he’s discalced’)

latrinalia………..graffiti found in restrooms. (Here I just thought all those writings were just defacing it!)

recidivist…….one who continually commits crime and seems incurable of criminal tendencies (I have some relatives that are recidivists.)

ultra-crepidarian………….giving opinions or criticism beyond one’s own range of experience. (Wow! They’ve been on facebook!)

walla-walla………..the unintelligible sound made by many people talking at once. (Oh my, our family reunions are full of walla-walla)

tergiversate………to turn one’s back on one’s party or cause; also, to make evasive statements or equivocate. (Trump if full of tergiversates!)

spanghew……….to cause a frog or toad to fly up in the air. (Don’t frighten the frogs!)


quincunx…………the pattern of five objects arranged such that four of the five objects form a square, while the fifth is positioned in the middle. (The dots on the ‘5’ side of a die are arranged in a quincunx.)

perendinate………… put off until the day after tomorrow; also, to keep postponing from day to day. (I always perendinate the bills)

omphalopsychite…………one who contemplates his navel. (Everyone needs a hobby)

jillick…… skip a stone across water. ( I used to jillick when I was a kid!)

expiscate…….to learn through laborious investigation (As I did with this post!)

donnybrook……….a brawl or heated public dispute.(The last presidential debate was a donnybrook!)

chatoyant…………changing in luster or color, as cat’s eyes. (Now this I did not know!)

floccinaucinihilipilification……..the categorizing of something as worthless. (Like this post!)


There you have it people, just a few of the better ones I found. Now I think I need to find a pond so I can jillick and take a break.



Have you come across any words that are unusual?