The best advice I never gave was to never give advice but now that I have broken my rule about never giving advice, my advice is to pass along this bit of advice.
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This was my response to the Trifecta Weekend Challenge to write 33 words on the best advice you’ve ever given.
Invisibility came to me slowly. At first, no one noticed I was there. Soon I was invisible in a crowded room. Now, the transition is complete and nobody remembers I was ever here.
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This is my response to Trifecta’s weekend challenge of a 33 word first person narrative. It is community judged and if you wish to cast a vote you can do so at Trifecta’s website before the deadline on Sunday.
I write because the words requested a vacation from my brain. I tried to tell them every computer screen looks the same but they wanted to see for themselves. And off they went.
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Since I am always at a loss for words when asked why I write, this answer to Trifecta’s weekend challenge was truly a challenge. I was tempted to write ‘I don’t know.’ eleven times, but then those 33 words showed up and asked for their places on the screen.
One of my most loved comic strips and some how it seemed appropriate. Even though it was written decades ago, Calvin & Hobbes is timelessly funny and you can read it at Gocomics.com.
This weekend’s Trifecta challenge is a play on the Robert Frost quote “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on,” by replacing the last four words with words of your own choosing because who else would choose those words. I’ve decided to take up the four word challenge and use my new favorite phrase of three words that was recently revealed in a comment on my post about fornicating ducks. You might want to read it for a little extra background insight into my challenge response but it’s not a prerequisite. This isn’t an upper level college philosophy course or it would be about nothing. So without further adieu or adios or bids of farewell in any other language, here is my four word response, but quite obviously, in more than four words.
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about befuddlement: what the duck?
This is a donkey, not a duck, which adds to the befuddlement.
It has been awhile since I posted but I’m goat herding in the land of dubious cell reception and uncertain internet connectivity so I have taken to reading books and writing with pen and paper, but was intrigued by the weekend Trifecta challenge which is to write the opening line of a novel in 33 words and here is my entry.
If you are reading this, it means only that I wrote it, but it doesn’t mean I am still here with you, only that at one time I was where you are now.
I found sudden inspiration and have a second entry for Trifecta‘s writing challenge to rewrite a favorite book in 33 words. My first rewrite was of The Cat In The Hat. This time I am rewriting another favorite book, Ursala K. Le Guin’s The Lathe Of Heaven.
A man goes to a doctor because he does not want to fall asleep. It is not that he is afraid of his dreams. He is afraid to dream. His dreams alter reality.
This weekend’s Trifecta challenge is to rewrite a favorite book in 33 words. WIth so many favorite books to choose from, I went back to a childhood favorite, The Cat In The Hat.
Sally and her bro are chilling at home.
Up shows a cat
Wearing a hat
And with him, Things One and Two.
Much to the chagrin of the family pet fish,
Hijinks ensue.
