Stir Crazy

An attitude, not a recipe. Now, mind you, when it comes to immobility, I could take the gold medal against anybody, up to and including a corpse, a statue and a fallen tree. But I haven’t even been able to go out on the porch. Not even next door to my mother’s. Other people go out. Other people walk back and forth between the houses. But they won’t let me do it. Just because I have a history of falling down. Just because, every time I fall down, the news reports an earthquake.

I think I just might slip out today. –Let me rephrase that: I think I might just go out today, very carefully, as far as Mom’s. Dang it, I miss her! We usually have a couple of hours together every evening, drinking tea and eating snackies and reading aloud or watching something or chatting.

Mom’s church has been canceled this week because the parking lot is iced over. I haven’t heard anything about my church, so I’m hoping to go. Then I’m going to Michael Williams’ signing for TRAJAN’S ARCH at Arlston’s Booksellers in Corydon. Then I’m going to Louisville to visit a whole slew of friends. So I gotta get out of here!

Had a great time yesterday at Nancy Williams’ blog. She has a funny twisted fairy tale today.

Wish me luck on my winter journey. I could always hitch Joe-dog to a sled and have Mom stand on the porch with a piece of food.

WRITING PROMPT: How long does it take your main character to get stir-crazy?



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Stir Crazy

  1. Leslie R. Lee

    December 18, 2010 at 10:46am

    Maybe you should slide along on a sled so that there is no possibility of falling ;^P

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      Marian Allen

      December 18, 2010 at 10:55am

      That sounds like a good idea. Now I just need a wooly mammoth to pull me.

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