#JusJoJan Daily Prompts – From January 25th, 2018 – January 31st, 2018

Ok, here is my last #JusJoJan pieces. Hope you like them. 🙂

Leaving Cert Day

Emily walked out of the school, Leaving Cert results in hand. She wondered what the future held. And yet couldn’t predict it. Which was probably for the best because what’s the fun in that? But hey, she thought she could predict it like most 18-year-olds. She thought she was going to have success by 25 not realising it was a lot harder in the world to do that. But for this day at least she had dreams of the world with predictions abounding in a head that thought she fully knew herself inside out but didn’t really. But she had one great advantage, everything was before her and not behind her.

 

And when at 25, she sat and looked at how her life had turned out, it wasn’t perfect but it was perfect in it’s own way. She was more assured of who she was but was still learning and was content with that. She had family who loved her and who she loved back. She had faced sadness but much happiness too. She had learned to survive in a world that didn’t always go her way, in a world where you met the nasty but mostly the nice, in a world where she was happy with her lot but always striving to improve and better herself. She was just ordinary like us all, a dot in a million but there’s always something extraordinary about that.

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/25/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-25th-2018/

 

The Bargain

It was the address no one wanted to live at. Apparently a murder had took place there many years before. And even passing there always sent chills down my spine. My husband Max thought it was “a great little bargain” but I wasn’t down with that so we remained in our small cottage away from the spacious four-bedroom hellhole. And so it remained empty until a family from out of town moved in. Mr. and Mrs. Bridge and their two young children Ivy and Ryan. I prayed and prayed for their souls night after night. Max thought I’d lost the plot but he smiled anyway saying, “Ciara, there’s nothing haunted about that house. We should have got in there before that family. It was a bargain.” And I’d think of how Mr. and Mrs. Bridge were putting their kids in danger, how we hadn’t any kids but I’d be more responsible than to move in there if we had. Hadn’t they heard about the ghost of Laura Marshall who killed her husband and three children in that house in the early 1940s. She was still lurking about. I was sure of that.

And within a week, the family were all dead. Mrs. Bridge had apparently went off the rails and killed her family before taking her own life. But I knew Laura Marshall had got to her. The price went down even more on the house. This time though Max didn’t call it a “great little bargain”.

In response to John Holton’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/28/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-28th-2018/

 

The Rhythm of the Cars

The cars drifted along the road in a slow creeping way. It was a quiet Sunday afternoon. By Monday morning they were buzzing along the roads as people made their ways to work or college and parents and guardians brought their kids to school. The hustle and bustle went on for each of the weekdays. By Saturday the hectic mood continued but this time later at night as people jumped in cars, taxis and mini buses to head out and party Saturday night away until Sunday afternoon came around again and the cars became quiet and rare again.

Based on Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/27/socs-jusjojan-2018-the-27th-movement/

 

Knight In Shining Armour

To me, Brian Lucas was the knight in shining armour. He was the first openly gay rock star who I fancied in my sixteen years and I had posters of him decorating my bedroom wall. Me and my best friend Niall would sit watching his concerts on YouTube after school until we finally got to go to one of his shows. Niall had never fancied Brian, always said it was the music he liked. I liked the music too but I’d joke Niall that “You must be fucking straight if you’d kick him out of the bed.” Finally here we were at this electrifying show. Brian Lucas in black leather, black eyeliner all around his beautiful eyes rocking out like there was no tomorrow. I felt so alive.

After the show we rushed to try to meet Brian outside. Well I rushed and Niall followed calling out to me, “Eddie, slow down, will ya?” When Brian Lucas walked out the door, surrounded by his people and wearing dark sunglasses it wasn’t that he was so much rude but so distant from the people who had put him where he was. He didn’t even wave, just got in his car and was drove away. I felt deflated. That was when I felt a hand fall gently on my shoulder and turned to see the soft soothing smile of Niall.

“His music is shit anyways Eddie.”

“I thought you said you liked it.”

“Not particularly. I like hanging out with you though.”

“Why?”

“Why do you think?”, he grinned, shyly.

“Oh.”, I smiled.

“Well we could give dating a chance I suppose.”, I added.

“We could.”, he smiled.

And in that moment I knew what a real knight in shining armour was.

Based on Leta Hawk’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/28/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-28th-2018/

 

“Fantastic”

Christina knew she had to keep telling them that she felt “Fantastic”. It was expected. If she told them she wasn’t, it would be around this bloody small town in no time. There’d be talk of taking her baby away from her. Talk of throwing her into “the looney bin”. She couldn’t afford to open up about her depression because this was 1950 and she was surrounded by talkers who knew everyone’s business and loved misery. And her husband was wonderful to her but she feared he’d change towards her if he knew too. That he’d worry about leaving the baby with her when he went to work. So to the outside world everything was “Fantastic. As fantastic as it could be.”

Based on Jill’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/29/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-29th-2018/

 

Apple Pie

Betsy Miller was the queen of baking. Or at least she thought so in her own mind. She wasn’t bad at it, just not as sensational as her ego thought so. Her dear long-term husband George was her guinea pig for the annual baking competition at the agricultural show each year.

“Test it George. This could be the one. Doesn’t it look scrumptious?”, she’d say when he arrived in from getting Lucy the calf ready for competition at the show. George took a bite of her apple pie and said it was lovely.

“Have another bite there George. We must be sure!”

 

The day of the show arrived. Betsy walked around the hall practising her ‘modest’ smile for the moment when she’d see that first prize rosette on her apple pie. That long overdue win. But as she walked up to her apple pie she seen that it had no rosette on it. She looked across at Jean Carter’s fruit cake with it’s first prize rosette on it.

Bloody Jean Carter! She only started bloody baking last year!

Betsy stormed out of the hall and met George with Lucy who had a first prize rosette on her. Betsy forced out a smile.

In response to Judy’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/30/jusjojan-2018-the-30th-scrumptious/

 

Don’t Suffer

Never suffer in silence when there’s always someone who’ll listen.

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/31/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-31st-2018/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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#JusJoJan Daily Prompts – From January 12th, 2018 – January 24th, 2018

I haven’t been too well with the flu recently and am finally getting back to work so here is the next batch of #JusJoJan prompts (better late than never! :-)):  

 

Waiting In The Kitchen

 

 

She stood in the kitchen waiting for him to arrive home from work. Her manicured fingers tapped the table furiously. She wondered how she had got herself into this situation, married to a man who didn’t make the money to ensure she was in the lifestyle she liked.

He came in and handed over his weekly paycheck to pay the bills and purchase food. She grimaced at the amount and called him a “pea brain”. It aggravated him inwardly but he loved her and kept back his feelings as always.

 

Based on Fandango’s prompt:

 

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/12/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-12th-2018/

 

The Office Relationship

 

 

Sixth, Seventh, Eighth Words: Cupboard When I

 

She watched her boss finish up tasks. It made her giddy to think they had this secret romance going on. Soon she knew they’d end up in the cupboard again together. Her best friend Anita said he was using her for sex. But she didn’t mind, she was using him for sex too. This was no great love affair for either of them, just a bit of fun until they found their perfect other.

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/12/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-daily-prompt-jan-13th-2018/

 

 

 

Breathe

 

Take a moment. Breathe. Make an ultimatum with yourself to be yourself. To not let anyone fill you with fear to be so. Grow a heart of steel, be brave, walk out that door into the sometimes bad but often fantastic new world. Head held high, let nothing affect you. Be clever, be calm, be you and be true.

 

In response to Itinerary Planner’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/14/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-14th-2018/

 

The World

 

 

Is there any justice in the world?

There’s a lot more than there used to be. But still so many injustices. Pain, inequality, prejudice, all sorts of shit. Please don’t say the world is equal, we ain’t there yet friends … but it’s come on remarkably. Take each moment of justice undoing long-standing injustices and celebrate them. Maybe one day in this ebbing and flowing world, there will be justice. I won’t be alive to see it probably but I hope it happens. No evil, just kindness, that’s my kind of world.

 

In response to Barb’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/15/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-15th-2018/

 

Solitary Moments

 

In contemplation I sat and wondered how to navigate a world where I need to defend myself from attacks on minority groups I’m in from majority groups. In contemplation I sat and wondered how to not feel guilty about the attacks from majority groups I’m in on minority groups. In contemplation I sat and wondered how it ever got to this stage. How did we ever get divided in the first place when we all just evolved from mammals?

 

In response to Cheryl’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/16/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-16th-2018/

 

One-Liner Wednesday

It’s an insult to non-prejudiced older people to say prejudice is an age thing.

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/17/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-17-2018/

 

Strike

All morning Jack and his co-workers had been planning a strike. This office they worked in was filled with sexual harrasment, discrimination, bullying and unfair pay and dismissals.

 

The boss Gary arrived by 2pm. Jack stood up to begin the revolt. But he soon realised a hard lesson when no one else stood with him. Quickly he made an excuse about going to the coffee machine as Gary gave him a sleazy wink. It made Jack’s stomach turn and he was glad that his husband Jay wasn’t here to witness this. But they had a son Mason and he needed this job as much as any of his co-workers. So he got his coffee and sat back down daydreaming about revolts that would never happen.

In response to Sandra’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/18/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-18th-2018/

 

Abortion

 

He stood outside the abortion clinic. Tried to get his thoughts together. If he didn’t go in now he might lose his chance. He had made the trip over from Ireland to have an abortion. His family didn’t even know he was pregnant. It had been a one-night stand in a pub with a cute guy who had charmed him and let in the morning. Now the pro-lifers called him a slut and if he went through with this they would call him a murderer too.

 

But they didn’t factor into his thinking process. He felt this feeling of darkness inside him, loneliness, so much responsibility and he didn’t trust himself suddenly to make the right decision. He was thinking of his future and how he wanted it to be. He seen a woman going into the clinic for her appointment. She smiled to him.

No, she’s not a murderer.

He seen a straight couple pass by with their baby in a pram. And he seen the love between the family causing his eyes to almost fill with tears.

Yes, I’m on my own but I’m filled with love in my heart. What am I doing here?

He walked from the clinic feeling his stomach gently.

It’s you and me from here on in buddy.

In response to Kerry’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/19/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-19th-2018/

 

Dave

Dave, the octopus, wasn’t the “best mixer”, “was distant”, “was unfriendly”. Well in fact, Dave was none of these things. He was simply an introvert. But all the other occupus’ made things so complicated and when Dave uttered the word introvert, they said he made things complicated.

So in the end, Dave argued that they were possibly “mouthy”, “OTT”, “overbearing” and they didn’t seem to like it much. Ironic, much?

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/19/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-daily-prompt-jan-20th-2018/

 

Gooseberry

I wanted what they had. The way they could sit in silence and just look at each other and in that one look knew what the other was thinking. The secret code of smiles they had between them. I always felt like a gooseberry with my best friend Samuel and his long-term boyfriend Abram. And yet through my jealousy I couldn’t help but smile at the warmth and comfort they had – while I longed for some man in the future to be like that with me, to see Susan Murphy in that loving light.

In response to Willow’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/21/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-21st-2018/

 

Absolute Freedom

Continue fighting respectfully until every single person on this planet is treated with 100% equality and freedom. Don’t be put down by the cries of ‘Enough!’ coming from the shaking boots of the oppressors and spilling out through their mouths. It is never enough until fairness is completely across the board in every aspect. And when it’s done we still will speak up against unfairness and be brave and honest in the face of adversity. We will not allow you to treat people of colour, women, LGBTQ+ people, the working-class and any other minority group in this way. That day will never come.

In response to Jill’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/22/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-22nd-2018/

 

Hopscotch

 

I never really seen the colour of his skin. We were just two young boys playing hopscotch and chatting about the future – by which I mean what we were going to do the next day. I often did see some of the other white kids look at us weird and I didn’t understand. They seen a black boy and a white boy who were friends. I just seen us as two young boys who were friends. I’d look to Simon and he’d have a knowing look on his face but then upon noticing me looking he’d break into a beaming smile and simply say,

“Don’t mind them Ray. Where were we? I think it’s your turn.”

And each day we’d meet, play hopscotch and when we’d get bored of that, kick a ball around for a bit. Until the day he was taken away. I didn’t know for years where he’d went to, why he hadn’t said goodbye. It was only when I was older my Mum told me that he had been brought off into slavery. Though she liked Simon, she said,

“Don’t worry son. That’s just what happens in the end to black little boys.”

And I didn’t want to make a scene. Everyone always said you shouldn’t make a scene. And anyway, what good would it do? But I could feel the tears about to fall from my eyes and my Mum’s words of “men don’t cry” ringing in my ears so I quickly excused myself from the room and went outside to cry.

In response to Supernatural Snark’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/23/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-23rd-2018/

 

Eyes of Warmth

If you see true warmth in someone’s eyes not just for you but for humans in general, then well done you, you’ve found yourself a keeper.

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/24/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-24-2018/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#JusJoJan Daily Prompts – From January 7th, 2018 – January 11th, 2018

The next batch of #JusJoJan prompts:

 

Dad

 

My Dad left an indelible mark on me. With his kindness and his belief in me and my sister. He thought we could do anything. He told us we were above no one but also below no one. He was one in a million. So kind and sweet. And we miss you each day. You were a wonderful husband to Mum, always understanding of her and loved her for being her like she loved you for being you. You two were chalk and cheese but you were the most beautiful couple. Mum, don’t worry about a thing, he loved you. I know that. He left an indelible mark on us all because he was all warmth, kindness, love and Dublin humour. To this day, I get Dubliners because of you Dad. I know Dubliners aren’t the ‘cocky shits’ people maintain they are often. I see a softness in most of them, the softness you had. I loved you very much Dad. We all did. I’m not religious so I don’t think I’ll see you again but I cherish what we had. And forever I will.

 

You were an ordinary guy who looked out for, provided for and loved your family. And because of that you were extraordinary.

 

In response to Ruth’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/07/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-7th-2018/

 

 

Wedding Night

 

“Get your pants off!”, Rachel said to Kian.

It was the night of their wedding but it wasn’t like old times. They had already seen what each other had to offer.

Kian was naked in no time and dragged Rachel into the bed. They both tried to set a hot mood but they were so used to this that it was nothing new. Instead, they sat and talked and laughed for the rest of the night. There was plenty of time for sex in the rest of their future together.

 

In response to pensitivity101’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/08/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-8th-2018/

 

 

First Job

It was my first job. In a coffeehouse in town. I was delighted to finally be off the dole queue. I found coffee magical for that reason.

 

In response to Barbara’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/09/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-9th-2018/

 

No Censoring

I never edit myself. Because who edits themselves for me?

 

In response to Linda’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/10/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-10th-2018/

 

Prom Night

 

He told me that he liked me.

 

Oh my heart was dancing. I was filled with a mixture of excitement and a butterflies in stomach feeling. He was the hottest guy in school and for years I had fancied him something rotten. But I thought he wouldn’t have any interest in me because he was straight. But yesterday he had took me to one side, told me that he liked me and asked me to go to prom with him. It was a shock. But a nice shock. It turned more into a lovely surprise to be honest.

 

So here I was. Dressed up in my prom suit waiting by the bus stop for him. So happy that this was the start of something wonderful. Or could be anyway. Fingers crossed. Toes crossed. All the rest. And then I saw him turn the corner … he looked breathtaking. He held out a hand and Belinda Jacobs took his hand. He passed me with Belinda and his friends. They all laughed together, said I thought I was intelligent but that I really wasn’t when it came to life. The bus arrived and they all headed on laughing away. I ran home and cried my eyes out. It wasn’t even about him anymore. I just felt so humiliated and hurt. And I was scared that I wouldn’t trust again.

 

In response to Jim Adams’ prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/11/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-11th-2018/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#JusJoJan Daily Prompts – From January 1st, 2018 – January 6th, 2018

I’m way behind on typing up the #JusJoJan prompts. But here’s my first few: 

 

Danny

 

 

He was the epitome of sexy. Standing there in his half-open black shirt reading out Henry Crawford’s lines from Mansfield Park. Actually for once made Jane Austen interesting for me. Heck, he made everything interesting for me. Simone, our drama teacher, stops him.

“You need to put more emotion into this Danny. Don’t just say the words.”

I felt it Danny.

Danny begins again. And I fall in love over and over again with him.

 

For Ritu’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/01/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-1st-2018/

 

Penny

 

Penny had always been the boisterous dog in the kennels. But in the last few years she was getting older and more tired in her legs. Now she watched the younger dogs leaping about and she smiled because it brought back some wonderful memories to her.

 

For Dan Antion’s Prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/02/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-2nd-2018/

 

 

Hotel Room

 

 

Stephen and Karl passionately kissed in the lift on the way up. Playfully, Karl lead Stephen out of the lift by his tie. To all passers-by, these two were on their way to have sex. But in reality they were both asexual and when they entered the hotel room, the long-time couple lay in bed with pizza holding hands and kissing and cuddling each other more passionately than any allosexual couple probably ever did.

 

For Rosemary Carlson’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/04/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-4th-2018/

 

Remembering

He had no memories anymore. Not since they put my husband on that machine following his car accident. So I had to now have memories for us both.

For Cage Dunn’s prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/05/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-5th-2018/

 

 

Eco Friendly

 

Suzanne was a woman on a mission. She had just reformed the Tidy Towns Committee in her town and she and four other old women were now working together to get things done. They had roped their husbands, grown-up children and even their little grandchildren into tidying up the place and making it sparkling. So as the sun shone down, the medium-sized crowd headed by Suzanne made their way to the centre of their estate and began their eco friendly mission. Within seconds they were all laughing and joking and the kids were having lemonade and pretending the junk they found was treasure.

 

For Linda’s Prompt:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/05/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-daily-prompt-jan-6th-2018/