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| 30DBC: I need your help to fill the Challenge War Chest with new prompts. Write four blogging prompts and choose one of your own to write your entry on. 1. You are sitting in a closet, in an open field, on a roof top, behind a desk, or... What do you hear, smell, taste or touch (NOT what you see!). 2. What holiday celebration have you attended that was NOT of your faith, nationality, ethnic group. What did you experience? 3. It's Tuesday morning, just like EVERY Tuesday morning. What can be said that hasn't been said or shared before (dig deep). 4. You can learn to speak one animal language (horse, dog, cat, parrot, gecko, otter, elephant... etc.). Which would it be and what would you say? Okay... 1. is easier said than done because I live in mostly silence. Maybe I could do this at the Sr. Center. If I worked from memories, I can think of the rooftop at a hostel in Évora or Istanbul... or how I sat in the closet as a child. Where I used to work? A place with lots of sounds and smells would be best. 2. I've been to a few places... but I'm shy when attending other people's festivals. Taiwan Lantern Festival? Parades in Norway? Church wedding in Bulgaria? Greek Festivals? Elections in Costa Rica or pilgrimage on August 2nd, or today the 25th of July a.k.a. Guanacaste Day. 3. Every day is much the same for me. So... at times I truly have to dig deep to come up with anything new or interesting. 4. I have a fear of heights so I think the viewpoint of a raven would be fascinating. What does it look like down there? I don't think any of these would be easy unless the writer can place themselves in the situation, preferably in the present, and write. So... Today: I'm not in the mood to move quick, but I get to the Senior Center late. I've eaten my Philly cheese steak... or more truthfully stated, a poor imitation thereof... I've asked three friends to tell me what my good qualities and bad ones are... they hesitate. I need to catch the bus, and getting on run into my red-head friend Nancy. I successfully transfer buses and get off at the right stop. It's Thursday and my Chilean friend Erika will be at the Spanish Table in a restaurant where I've never been... well, maybe once. I drink water as we sit in the back speaking English or Spanish or both. We share stories, catch up, take pictures. Virginia offers me a ride home. We talk about India. She smirks, wants me to just go and share afterwards. I feel encouraged. Back at the Center I catch up on the news. At home do my blog relaying what my friends told me earlier, write my flash fiction weaving a trip to Granada Nicaragua into it. Eat turkey hot dogs with goat cheese on sweet Hawai'ian buns. Drink more coffee. It's not a typical Thursday. But that's all I've got. My flash fiction today. I waxed lyrical.
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