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Today's Ten Word Tale: I Condemn White Supremacists
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I Condemn White Supremacists by Belinda Roddie
It's not hard to condemn white supremacists. It's really not.
This introspection is certainly written far earlier than the evening, but starting from early Friday afternoon, I will be without internet until Sunday. I will be celebrating the new year up north with my family, friend, and girlfriend where there are no computers or TV. Which is nice. As a result, there will be no OneWord blog entries for Friday and Saturday. Storyteller will be a day late. I know I intended to post every day, but sometimes life demands a break or vacation from even creative outlets. So once I'm back and provided that my house hasn't been broken into during our trip (yay, irrational worrying), I will be back to posting on Sunday. A lot of things sort of blew up in my face this week. As a result, I'm back to square one in multiple ways. It's injured me mentally and emotionally, and the sting may not go away for some time. Ultimately, however, it'll make me stronger, and I'll take a step forward and continue doing what I'm good at while i...
All right! So what did I do this week, the first week of being in my thirties?! Weeeellllll... I wrote multiple episodes of audio files for an original character I created with a friend. I have gone to the gym three days a week for the past three weeks. I focused on nerdy stuff, mostly emphasizing Star Wars. I got to enjoy family time and watched Yesterday, that film about the Beatles and such. I got to jam with my best bud over the weekend, creating new music and coolness. I connected with my future teaching colleagues at the school I'll be working at starting in late August. I updated this blog (of course). I tried to play along to a scammer's email - they didn't take the bait. I enjoyed some quality time with my cat and the wifey. Speaking of the wifey, I also took some headshots of her and felt rather accomplished as a photographer. Later, I'll be doing some editing for a dear friend, working to self-publish that novel of mine by August 20th, a...
Usually by Belinda Roddie Usually, I stick to scruples, feeding myself a teaspoon of morality mixed with just the right amount of cinnamon and a hint of granola. Healthy. Hearty. Gives you breath in your body on a September heartland morning. Sometimes, however, I skimp on breakfast, grab my briefcase, and march out the door only to have my conscience miss the train, and I'm left alone on the rails, scowling, scouring, looking for opportunities to self gain and self maintain, without focusing on fairness for others. So when I return home, contorted like a lamppost struck by a stray SUV, I try to drip scruples back into my meal, but usually it grows tart in salty stuff, and I feel bloated and guilty by the time I go to bed.
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