Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

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“The Opacity of Hope.. Ouch! to TP parchment paper😉” by Julie Ainger

Thinking on your feet.On your feet.Ouch to the dry gulch.What is your favorite crayola box color?Mine is: Opaque.Not transparent.Not translucent.Like Goldilocks(scj) says: Just right!!When you look in the mirror. What IS staring back at you? You. Yourself and You?A “problem”?Our reflections tell us so, so much. Either can be diffuse, reflecting off of a white wall, or specular (not spectacular, no mis spell here), light reflecting off of a mirror.I choose the later. (Sounds like “ladder”.)Opacity depends on the frequency of the light being c...

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“Riding the Rollercoaster and Temporal Dips of Life with the Fantods” by Julie Ainger

It is a wild ride.Life.Kinda looks like an EKG test.The same characteristics.The same scary thrill.The ups.The downs.UpDownAmusing sometimes.Downright scary othertimes.An amusement park.Life.Up.Down.Seatbelts can be a lifesaver.Cotton candy is sticky.The giant stuffed panda bear won with blood, sweat, and tears, still must be carried around for the reminder of the day of amusement.Up.Down.Refocus.Walk on.Hang on for dear life.Might as well simply admit it. And accept it. Admit and accept that is matters to you.The bumpy ride. Of opinions, va...

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“Wild and Crazy Guys in Wild and Crazy Styles in Wild and Crazy Skies.” by Julie Ainger

North.South.East.West.Wild. Wilderness. Nature. Natural.Sorry. If finding the means to an end requires more noise.Sorry. If it requires a paper map.Sorry. It it requires a compass.Sorry. If it requires one to use their brain a little.Sorry. If Siri became lost in the wilderness……the wild of the wilderness.Has Siri now taken to the marine wilderness?... Is Siri, just, well, everywhere? When challenged, Siri will not bend of break nor bend or stretch that far. Becomes staticky noise and noisy in the brush and the trees.You must get there on yo...

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“Tongues of fire and collective consciousness” by Julie Ainger

This application is open to all, everyone.There is no exclusivity.There is free will.There are no connection problems or difficulties.Sounds almost too good to be true, wouldn’t you say?There is a “catch”.You have to work for it.This may not be copacetic for some. Thus the rumor mill begins the circle of rumors and innuendo. And the tongues start a “waggin” with stories of false and misguiding information.You are what you eat.And some folks eat others.Just ‘cuz.They are bored.They are mean.They prefer pot stirring.They have become calloused ...

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“The Real Deal. The Lesser of Two Evils. Poll Dancing or Pole Dancing.” by Julie Ainger

Spam you + Scam you=(ac) ==Squishy Ham😝Yuck.The pigs are squealing loudly.Right out loud.One by one.In a straight line.Obviously prancing to their destiny of and for humans oft daily enjoyment.Bacon.🥓Betcha ya didn’t know.Now. Perhaps you wish you didn’t.Know.Want a piece of it?The action?Enjoy.But don’t think too much about it or else you may get a belly ache. A bacon filled belly ache. I think I hear the squealing really coming from deep inside your gut. The grumbling and mumblings.Was it worth it?Instant gratification?Seriously thinking o...

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“Loyalty. Royalty. A right and a left. A left and a right. ” by Julie Ainger

Know your rights.Actually.I though this was the romance section.But. At this point.I was wrong.And that is a-ok by and with me.The trailing long haul u haul can become tiresome, cumbersome, lonesome.Well. At least it is “some” thing.Spoken. Unspoken. Gestured and Broken.How can you mend a broken heart?💔Very carefully.Some may even agree methodically, still others may just “chuck it” and do it wildly.Go with the rational. There are more then 900 million native speakers of Romance languages found worldwide.Who knew!?Not me.Further. The major r...

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““It’s just too much😡” Zero to Ninety and Somewhere in the Middle” by Julie Ainger

The suspense can kill.Abandoned.The kids who fall behind are the kids who may stay behind (bs).For far, far, far, far too long.Greed may be good. According to fictitious character Gordon Gecko.Greed can also kill.The hard to decipher, hard to tell, hard to hunch differences between real and fake. Do exist. Have an existenceA hunch Gordon may not have had kids “of his own” yet. The minutiae of the details of Wall Street escape me…at all times, especially when attempting to shut down truth.The least of these. Coming in last place. Every which ...

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“Kill two birds with one stone and other sweetheart deals in the works.” by Julie Ainger

The game of life.Giving it your all.Hit me with your best shot.Bring your A game if on the B team. Or B game if on the A team.Whatever.Lost it anyway.Somewhere under the couch.Or bed.Or bench.Closet, chair or table.Still looking for a clue.Running around in circles.Back and forth.Up and down.Here and there.There and here.Achieving perceived success at all costs. The costs of self. The cost of others.In the end it doesn’t really matter.Doing the right thing is doing the right thing. Right Winged or Left Winged.Definition time: Hurray! hurray!...

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“Even better than before” by Julie Ainger

The shot.The goal.Score!!The middle.Two ways to go—Up or down.Which way do you aspire your life to head. More important. Who do you allow into your life to help you lead the way? Tough question and hard realties sometimes are the indicators. But they do not have to be the compass by which you move through your life. Not that compass. Not another of those superficial compasses.The compass you carry with you at all time and maybe did not even know it was there all the time!!Back to basics. Back to fundamentals.The shot.The goal.The score!!The ...

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“Triggered. Prompted. Prompted. Triggered. Letting yourself “Go”.” by Julie Ainger

Throwing yourself at another.Any which way and loose.Boundaries left someone on the back back or back side of another down the road, up the road.Not sure.Cuz’I forgot.Where I came from.What I believe.Who I believe and all that other good stuff that goes along with that. Or this.Or you.Or Him.The “Big Guy”….. Open to interpretation and a grave worry is that the little voices that whisper or scream: “My God, My God, How did we get here”. All the talking heads with so much to say, not saying much of substance, yet the substance abuse is carried...

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“Room to Grow with our weaknesses and virtues in tandem and in tact.” by Julie Ainger

Step up.Step back.Step aside.Step down.Slip up.Slip back.Slip aside.Slip down.Perhaps. Maybe. For a day. For an hour. For a minute. For a moment.Put the green eyes away. The gut punch ouch. Stop insinuating. Guessing. Surmising. Projecting.Take your whole self and put yourself in.Slip into the shoes of another person.No. I am sorry not the Cinderella story of Prince Charming and/or Al Bundy return your or lost shoe or glass slipper. Or a flip of the hair gesture of “rescue me.”Sad, but true, It is a fact that the end of the day,We really can...

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“Selling Souls, Losing Souls. Forgetting Souls? Aplomb or Abomb.” by Julie Ainger

Friends. Foes.Life can be like a heavy weight fight.Heavy.Gaining weight.Losing weight.Taking on the weightThe weight of the world.The weight of another.Friend or foe.With a right and a left and a right and a left.Bombastic.Bombastical.Boxing style.Survival of the Fittest style.Mental.Physical.Psychological.Social.Emotional.Take your pick.Pick the weakest.And have at it.Oh!! The fun. Oh!! The glory. The conscience buried beneath the soul. Way down deep. Wayyyyyy down deep.Burnt toast kinda stuff.Shifty, batty-eyed kinda stuff.Just to get one...

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“Moving on from the halls of high school. The Jocks, Socks, and Clocks.” by Julie Ainger

For some reason.This time of life is a time of life many choose to remember.Love to remember.Hate to remember.Prefer to remember.Loathe to remember.Never move on from.Refuse to forget.Why?Did you peak in high school?Won’t, can’t put away, those feelings of luck or the feelings of stuck.Most can honestly admit both feelings occurred from time to time. Most can honestly admit this while and with the fact hormones took on a life of their own during these precious and growth filled years. 🫣🤢🤔🤫🤥😍😘🧐🥳😭🫵🏻.It has been said, although there is no real ...

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“Are you a has been or a will do and what will you do to NOT be a has been?” by Julie Ainger

Friends come and friends go.Seasons come and seasons go.Some friends come into our lives for a reason.Some friends come into our life for a season.Sometimes. You engage, really engage, with a friend who is gold.The gold standard.“It is a process.” A wise person once said this to me. Face to face. Am so glad I listened. More importantly am more than grateful I heard.Loud and clear.Come hell or high water.Life on the line kind of listening..Life on the line kind of hearing.No ignorance allowed.No ignoring allowed.A personal boot camp. Just me ...

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“The Green Eyed Monster and the Slacker Hacker” by Julie Ainger

Tap. Tap. Tap.Til the fingers become bloodied.Til the carpel becomes tunnelled.”Get your tickets now.”The station announcer bellowed. Over the tiny, tiny speakers.(Or yesterday).Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!As he laughed a hearty and somewhat disturbing cackle.The two friends sat side by side. Worried brows and scrunched up shoulders. Sitting on their respective beds. Within feet of one another pretending to express words of support for one another, as they tapped away on their numerous spread apart devices—when in fact they were hoping the others device ...

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