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January 22nd – Space (Friday Fiction)

One Minute Writer Prompt:
Write a brief bit of fiction using the prompt “space.”

“Why can’t you just give me my space?” He screamed at me, just inches from my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see his right hand forming a tight fist. I knew he wouldn’t dare hit me, but still, something inside of me feared him and I took a step backward.

“Alright Greg,” I began with a lump now forming deeply in the back of my throat, “if you need space, that’s what I’ll give you.” Taking another step backward, I eyed him all the while doing my best not to project the tinge of fear that was slowly but surely beginning to overcome my body.

“Good,” he responded, his face still crumpled up in anger and anxiety. He then turned away from me and started going back to the living room.

I just stood there frozen, as though I was paralyzed in that spot. Part of my brain was yelling at me to do something, say something to him before he turned that television back on to the game. That was all he ever did, watch the game. The man worked all day and then would come home, turn on the tube to whatever sports game was on. All I wanted was for the two of us to spend some time together. Greg, on the other hand did not.

Before I could even rethink my original request to him, I heard the sound of the television and the sports announcer’s voice booming. ‘So much for alone time Jill,’ I told myself. My body loosened and I was able to again move. Slowly, I moved into the kitchen to make dinner. There’s always tomorrow…

January 21st – Comfort

One Minute Writer Prompt:
What is the best way someone can comfort you when you are grieving?

This could be one of two ways, and it varies as I go through the different stages of grief. Sometimes, I want to simply be left alone to think and deal with my feelings. Other times, I need to be with close family and friends, as I need that closeness right there. For me, this floats between both needs during my grieving process. It is just a matter of which one I need at that particular time. But, it is always one or the other. I have found with death in the family, being around family is one of the best comforts.

Personal website stuff

Not only have I acquired a new domain name (shannonchenoweth.com), but I am moving web hosts. It’s a bittersweet time, as I have been with my current website host since March 2005. Almost five years. But, it is time to move on, and I am working right now on getting my site back up with my blog within it. The site itself is going to be undergoing a revamp as I update it to include a photo portfolio and information on my freelance photography work. Anyway, keep an eye out, more hopefully by the end of this week on this.

January 19th – Discipline

One Minute Writer Prompt:
In what area of your life are you the most disciplined?

I would love to say writing, but honestly, I would be deceiving myself on that. I write regularly, but definitely not with as much discipline as I should.

For this question, I would have to go with health and fitness. More so, with my eating. I now keep track of everything I eat from the moment I wake up to the time my head hits the pillow on my bed at night. I don’t always keep a list of every food and drink, but I do know how many calories I have consumed throughout the day. This helps me keep on track with maintaining my weight.

Jan 17th & 18th Prompts

One-Minute Writer Prompts

January 18th – Parent
If you are a parent, how did you feel when you first found out you’d become one?
If you’re not a parent, how do you think you’d feel if you got that news?

Well, considering that I am not a parent, the second portion of this prompt applies to me. How do I think I’d feel if I discovered I was a new parent? If I was married and trying to get pregnant, I’d feel great. This would be amazing news for me and my husband. I do want to someday have children, so this day will come for me. I do hope however, that it comes when I am ready and have been actually trying to have kids. Of course, things will work out when the Great One above wants them to.

January 17th – Rest
Do you have a weekly day of rest? Write a bit about this concept.

Ah, a day of rest, that’s the life, eh? When I hear this phrase, thoughts of palm trees and sunny afternoons by the pool cross my mind. Alas, that is just a stereotypical scene. Just like a vacation, it is a vision of what we hope said day or days would be like.
Realistically, a day of rest for me does occur. I tend to utilize most of my weekends for rest. I try to mentally and physically allow my body to relax during that time as much as possible. Even a few hours of rest feels great. For me, an afternoon where I can be out with my camera taking pictures or writing in a quiet place is relaxing and enjoyable.

Signs

I am a Christian and a firm believer in God. While I have not been going to church as I should be lately, I have always believed that God provides us with signs for life’s journey. Whether it be something small or large, they are there right in front of us. It is just up to you to see them.

This has been the case for me recently. I have been going through some down times and feeling lost. Even wondering at times if I was aspiring for the right thing in wanting to move back to Western North Carolina. The Great One above has been giving me signs, especially the last few days that I am on the right track in wanting to be back in Asheville. Just in the last couple of days, I have seen license plates or something related to North Carolina during moments of sadness/frustration. Such a great and amazing thing. I have to smile and my spirits lift a bit when these signs come along. God’s greatness surrounds us, even during times we feel lost and without support. We all need to remember that.

“I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station,
through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.”
–George Washington Carver