About trishsplace

Australian wife and mother, born in Dublin, Ireland. Wishful writer (that is, I don't work at it enough!). Light and conversational tone. All thoughts my own.

Friday Fictioneers – Horizon

Twice a year I take this road trip
1,634km of bituminized road between Hedland and Perth.
And again, I find myself stuck at a railway crossing;
with a 2.4km ore train meandering along.
I stare into the horizon, eyes unfocussed; the landscape a blur.
Dubba dup. Dubba dup. Dubba dup.
Drowsiness overtakes me. Eyes droop.
Suddenly, the door alarm!
Ping. Ping. Ping.
Awareness returns. Adrenaline surges.
The stranger reaches in; grabs my throat.
My hands claw his face. He lands a punch.
Black spots, as the horizon fades.
Middle of nowhere. So unexpected.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a story in response to a photo prompt – in 100 words or less. You can find other stories here.

Liebster Award Nomination 2020

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THANK YOU Snoopy M for nominating my blog for Liebstar Award 2020. That was a huge surprise and most welcome! I’m such a newbie blogger 😊

The Liebstar Award is a way to be discovered but also to connect and support the blogging community. A great idea in promoting your own blog and others. Originally it was given out to blogs with less than 2000 readers, but this has slowly lowed as the reward has gained popularity. It is now only 200 readers or less. It’s really an arbitrary number. If you like helping other blogs out go ahead and do it regardless of its size. This award is all about promoting and viewing other people’s blogs. (Taken from https://theglobalaussie.com/the-liebster-award/)

RULES :

  1. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog
  2. Answer the 11 questions given to you
  3. Nominate 11 bloggers
  4. Ask your nominees 11 questions
  5. Notify your nominees once you have uploaded your post

Snoopy M set me the following tricky questions.

  1. Name one thing/person that/who makes your life complete (or would have made complete).
    My husband Eric. Somehow we found each other. I was already married, and we had only just broken up (he had moved out) and then into my workplace walked Eric. Within 6 months we were engaged. My divorce came through a year later (in October) and we married in November. We will be married 30 years in 2021.
  2. Did the pandemic bring any positive change inside you?
    I’m not too sure of that. Like many people, I had aspirations I guess of what would be achieved now that we had time and space. But really, I just ate more! I wish I could say I’d grown, more than just in waist size 😉
  3. How do you intend to grow your blog further? 
    I write the most when I’m travelling, which my husband and I love to do. Otherwise, I participate in weekly short story writes, where someone posts a photo or word prompt. I do have two works in progress (novels) and in the back of my mind, my blog is making my ‘literary contacts’, in case I’m ever published. While also collecting a bunch of like minded friends from around the world.
  4. Which is your favourite corner in the house?
    We only have a small house, and I do love our living room. Our sofas are a groovy lime green, my bookshelves are there, and it is the room where I have indoor plants. Also, the television is there, and as I love movies, it finishes off my favourite space.
  5. Love at first sight – Does any such thing really exist? What is your opinion?
    I think love at first sight does exist. I was very aware of my husband almost immediately I met him in my workplace. At the time, I wouldn’t have articulated that I’d fallen in love, but in hindsight it seems obvious.
  6. Mac Book Pages or Microsoft Word – which one do you prefer more?
    Microsoft Word – but only because that is what my workplaces have always used, and it has become normal for me.
  7. Do you know anyone (including yourself) who has used all the features offered by the iPhones till date?
    I don’t use an iPhone. If you include Android phones such as Samsung, I think I use many of the features. I’m fairly tech savvy for an oldie!
  8. Which social media platform do you think is more popular in 2020 – Facebook/ Instagram/Twitter? (you can add any other social media platform if you want)
    Apparently, only oldies such as Mums and Dads use Facebook. Is that currently accurate? Twitter is very popular. Instagram has had a resurgence, perhaps because you can do ‘live’ events on them now?
  9. What do you think about India as a nation? Have you ever tasted Indian food?
    I have never travelled to India. I do enjoy Indian food; it is my daughter’s food of choice when we have a celebration. It has been on my travel wish list to visit India, while at the same time I think I’ll be overwhelmed by the sheer number of people there. And the poverty. Although that might be a personal misconception.
  10. Who is all you all-time favourite author? Please specify the genre.
    All-time favourite author is tough, you know. As we are all writers, I’m assuming we’re all readers and who has only one favourite? I’ll choose my long-time favourite Stephen King, horror author extraordinaire! I’m a little embarrassed that it is not a more literary writer, but I’ve grown with him.
  11. When was the last time you received a compliment from someone and what was that?
    Just today. I volunteer as a tech operator and reader on Vision Australia radio. It’s not commercial radio. Not like talk back. You don’t need to have a bubbly or loud personality! We read the local newspaper for vision impaired listeners. It makes local community news more accessible to them.
    Someone on our radio committee called me today and said I was one of their best on-air readers – so that was very ‘WOW’!

My questions to the nominees :

  1. How long have you been blogging?
  2. What is your favourite writing genre?
  3. Have you previously been nominated for a blogging award?
  4. Where have you travelled to and what is your favourite country / culture?
  5. Do you have a bucket list?
  6. What has been your biggest triumph?
  7. What has been your lowest moment?
  8. How has the Covid-19 pandemic affected your life?
  9. What do you think of Donald Trump?
  10. Name your favourite memory of your hometown.
  11. Do you believe in a spiritual deity / higher power?

And I nominate :

Michael Humphris

Paula Stevenson Writer

The Road Back to Life

Our Literary Journey

Keith’s Ramblings

Notes to Women

Neil MacDonald Author

Tannille

Sound Bite Fiction

Jibber Jabber with Sue

Living Authors’ Society

I tried to choose blogs I follow that have 200 or below followers, but that was too difficult. And so two or three of these are below 1,000 followers. I enjoy reading all your words and hope you are happy with this nomination.

Simply 6 Minutes – Papping!

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Rosie loved coming to this restaurant for afternoon tea.

She made it her sacred appointment; every Tuesday.

She particularly loved watching the world through the greenery.

It created a softness, and perfectly framed the drama.

The people she’d seen.

Neighbours, celebrities, politicians; the gamut.

And the gossip she’d passed on from her surreptitious papping!

Her friend Nora, two doors down, caught out kissing another woman;

And Nora married to Ben these 15 years!

Her local MP shaking hands with a known drug criminal;

or was it actually passing over of something, not hand shaking, going on?

Some of her favourite TV soap actors visited this hotel; ate at this very restaurant.

Rosie had seen some dubious behaviour and fed some tittle-tat on to the papers.

Oh, the media couldn’t say who their ‘source’ was, but Rosie was delighted when she recognised herself in those stories.

Quite a few celebrities had found themselves in deep water, due to her intervention.

But Rosie was herself no sainted lady.

This exact spot is where she’d watch for her own paramour to arrive.

A lady, an actress, a would-be politician.

See, there was more to Rosie’s spying than just gossip mongering.

Oh, yes.

Rosie was on the lookout for anything that could help her beloved Danielle reach even higher heights.

And whatever Rosie could do; she would do. For love!
(6 minutes. 226 words)

https://christinebialczak.com/2020/07/14/simply-6-minutes-writing-challenge

  1. Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
  2. You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
  3. Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
  4. After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.

Who won the week – Daniel Andrews MP

Victorian Premier Daniel Andrews is doing an amazing job during the Covid-19 crisis.

Australia-wide, our politicians have served the country well. Up until early July, it seemed we had everything under control. And then it became serious in Melbourne, Victoria.

Every day, Mr Andrews has to front the media. He has to present the ‘bad news of the day’ – while guiding, inspiring and sometimes – chastising us.

He appears to be more tired each time we see him – and no wonder! I bet he doesn’t switch off by 8pm to watch Netflix! And when did he last get a chance to sit with the newest blockbuster novel?

In this time of weaponized word bites, it is very easy for us to complain. And not everything has been done right. But as has been said for the last seven months – these are unprecedented times. And unprecedented means acknowledging that we and our politicians are learning a lot ‘on the job’ and ‘in real time’.

So, hats off to Mr Daniel Andrews. Keep going. Love to you and your family.

Thank you. 

My contribution to Fandango’s “Who Won The Week” #FWWTW – politician Mr Daniel Andrews MP.

Friday Fictioneers – Splashback

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Photo prompt @ Jean L Hays

I watch the sun catcher, as memories rush me.
In that garden, kids play tag.
Drinks in hand, Mum chats with friends.
Glasses clink. Laughter explodes. Delight screams.
Nose twitching, I even smell, barbeque and beer.
It’s all fun and games.
Unless it isn’t.
Darkness bleeds through memory. Joy dims as delight turns sinister.
I turn into the house; splashback tiles catch the movement.
Reflect the blue glass, as they did every time he touched me.
While others laugh and play. I am silent. Passive.
I dream of swimming with dolphins.
And resurface, all smiles. Hot dog in hand.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a story in response to a photo prompt – in 100 words or less. You can find other stories here.

Friday Fictioneers – the Painter

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Photo prompt @ Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The house was dilapidated. On the market for a quick sale.

Deceased estate.

I wandered through, nudging trash along the ground.

Crinkling my face. A hand over my nose and mouth.

The smell!

Beautiful bones to this place. Ceiling roses and architraves.

Stunning wood features.

I imagined generations of a loving family. Good times and bad.

Nobody left. Everything of value removed.

The empty palette catches my eye.

There’d been a painter in the family.

I wondered whether their work was known.

And if I’d recognise the name.

Something other than debris.

I hoped so! (95 words)

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a story in response to a photo prompt – in 100 words or less. You can find other stories here.

Weekend Writing Prompt – End Lane

Weekend Prompt

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Enid Lane.

Sounds innocent enough.

Backyard access to homes in your standard residential neighbourhood.

Bituminised road. Pot-holed. Bedraggled. Innocuous.

Daily, residents access their garages, deliveries are made, walkers take shortcuts.

Nightly, it is avoided. Do not be out at night.

There is hearsay, myth, legend. About a corridor, passageway to a hinterland.

Stories whispered in coffee shops, in pubs. Tales passed within families.

Deal with the devil. Souls signed away.

Riches and pleasures await … for some.

For the rest, the deal’s gone wrong … End Lane.

 

 

Simply 6 Minutes Writing Challenge – The Beach

To join https://christinebialczak.com/2020/07/14/simply-6-minutes-writing-challenge
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It was a moment between time. Before the day began. Before the crowds descended. Or, after the alarm had been called – tsunami warning? Call to prayer?

I stood there; caught. My imagination running wild.  Where could everyone have gone?

I’d landed my dinghy on this beach. My friend and I had set out early to explore the islands. We thought to grab a drink, perhaps a meal. But now; was that possible?

Looking around, we could see no person. Hear, no sound. Smell, no food cooking. There was water washing onto sand. Birds screeching above us. Sand underfoot. We were alone. And wondering.

I asked my friend, “what should we do?”

“Run?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Take a look-see?”

“I don’t know. This is too weird!”

We stood, indecision paralysing.

And then; the scream!

(134 words)

  1. Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
  2. You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
  3. Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
  4. After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.

Friday Fictioneers – Mrs Jacobs

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Photo prompt @ Jean L Hays

Three times today I passed this gate and the waiting package.

The first, during my morning jog. Registering the box, and the times we live in.

Shrugging off that initial concern, I went about my day.

The second was after work. My house, across the street.

It was unusual. Mrs Jacobs at 4376 was usually more onto things.

Taking Buddy for his walk made it three times, and I was concerned.

Approaching the gate, I punched the intercom.

Buzzed twice, three times. No answer.

Buddy tugged impatiently, slobbering, as I pulled my phone and called 911.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here.

Ode to the Bus Driver

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Bus Eireann Expressway

Irish Bus Driver

Whether driving Bus Eireann through cramped city streets

or out in the country, with tractors and sheep

or high in the cockpit of a deluxe touring coach

the Irish Bus Driver is better than  most

Behind the wheel of behemoth beast

a wily character upon his seat

his wits about him every day

exuding humour, come what may

The roads are narrow, winding, steep

obstacles lurk and idiots beep

the Irish Bus Driver breathes slowly, deeply

and protects his passengers, anger not creeping

He has the patience of a saint

keeps temper even, when things ain’t

conditions worsen, eyes are burning

good music plays, DJ grooving

With nerves of steel, he makes no fuss

he charms the women on the bus

reaches a hand to help the weary

has knowledge to share and is rarely dreary

His driving day is very long

from Dublin to Galway, detour by Cong

he says to his clients “meet back here by 3”

the next stop serves the sweetest tea

Of course, there’s always one who’s late

the driver must smile, and never berate

he gets points for highest of driving skills

and also, for zero ‘recorded’ kills

At the end of the day, on roads not for bussing

he gets us home safely, tired but smiling

“Thank you!” we call to our Irish Bus Driver

who continues alone. Back same time tomorrow.

(Not a poet! But hope you enjoyed that tribute.)