Multiple Word Prompt Story – An Appreciation of Candour and Eloquence

This story was inspired by the following word prompts:

Word of the Day: Candour.

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/07/30/candor/

https://fivedotoh.com/2018/07/30/fowc-with-fandango-comfortable/#comment-17980

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/30/your-daily-word-prompt-eloquence-july-30th-2018/

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/07/30/three-things-challenge-30-july-2018/

Today’s things are: buzz, July, load

An Appreciation of Candour and Eloquence

It was a hot July day and the air sizzled with the heat. The grass had lost any trace of green, it was dry and straw like and gave off a dry dusty aroma of the cornfields. I opened the garage door and drove my old car out onto the driveway. I wished once again that I’d had the air-conditioning fixed but money had been tight and I had no idea the summer was going to be so unbearably hot for so long. Usually we had a handful of hot days in July and August, but never longer than a week’s worth at a time. Usually a rainy day came along or a cold spell, but not this time. It had been in the low thirties since May and the forecast did not show any sign of cooling down. At least the car was a bit cooler for having been kept in the garage rather than out in the street. No one used their garages for cars anymore, they either used them for storage or else converted them into more living space. With all the hooligans around who loved walking down the street and pulling off windscreen wipers or scratching the paintwork, I was glad to keep my car locked away at night.

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A ghostly family home – Short story.

https://alltheshoesiwear.wordpress.com/2018/07/30/manic-mondays-3-way-prompt-ghostly/

FOWC with Fandango — Comfortable

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It was an old rickety house and no one in town liked it much, but it was home for me. 

It was my ancestral home. Generations of my family had lived in it since it had been built back in 1890.  In fact they still did in a way. Not living of course, but they weren’t quite gone either.

So what if it was haunted? It didn’t bother me at all. They weren’t just ghosts, they were family. 

There was something so warm and comforting to be surrounded by your loved ones. My grandmother still sat in her rocking chair in the bay window knitting something that no one would ever wear and she will never finish. The moths had eaten away at the ball of wool that was still at the back of the wardrobe in Granny’s old bedroom. 

My own Mother and Father still occasionally drifted past. I often bumped into my Mother in the kitchen, which is where she spent most of her life providing meals for the family. My father was usually in his comfy chair by the fire. You could hear the rustling noise of his newspaper.

My Grandfather was mostly seen in the potting shed out back. That was where he was found after his last heart attack. 

The house had become a bit of a local landmark, you could see it from quite a distance, perched up on the hill at the top of the street. The old wooden boards were peeling, they could do with a lick of paint. Some of the roof tiles had blown off in last winters storms. The curtains at the windows were all moth-eaten and straggly with cobwebs hanging from the corners like it was always dressed for Halloween. 

It was nice being left alone. No unwelcome guests or nosy neighbours trying to find out your business. We didn’t even get any ‘trick or treaters’ at Halloween anymore. Not after the last time. I think I scared those poor kids out of their wits; it must have been a shock seeing my old body lying at the foot of the stairs like that. The way they screamed and ran away down the hill was hilarious.

No, some people may not have wanted to live in that house with all its ghostly echoes of the past, but I was comfortable. I was one of them now.

The End

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 30/July/2018

 

Monday music from my Happy Playlist

I have been sharing with you some of the songs from my happy playlist. These are songs that, for me, really help to shift my mood from moping melancholy to jumping joy.

Music is a wonderful thing, but it is also intensely personal. What works for one person doesn’t for another, but here are two ‘Monday’ related songs that I find really good music to listen to, to help deal with any Monday blues.

The Bangles – Manic Monday.  This is a strange one because the lyrics are all about it being hell because it’s Monday, but the melody is upbeat and when you sing along to it, it helps to take you out of the Monday feeling that the words are all about.

 

Another MONDAY song that I have always loved is by the Mamas and the Papas – Monday Monday. It doesn’t have particularly positive lyrics or a particularly upbeat rhythm but the harmonies are gorgeous.

 

And while we’re on the subject of Mama Cass you can’t beat this track for a huge positive boost.  It’s getting better. (well let’s hope so 😉 ) This always makes me feel Cosy and comfortable.

 

Whatever your plans are for today, I hope you have a fantastic day.

 

🙂 

 

FOWC with Fandango — Comfortable