Menu

Menu
Prompts
Contests
Stories
Blog
Directory
Contests
Magazine
FAQ

Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

Stories (492)
Comments
Library
8 Followers
0 Following

492 Stories

73 karma pts

?

Who Cut the Cheese?

Lest we forget.It is never good to be in an enclosed space, unable to open the windows when an “eeeeker” wafts in the air. If it is adventure you want, it is adventure you will get.😩Heck. For most of us, simply being born embarks our journey of a lifetime, our adventure, our lesson in long haul living. Hopefully. We will not run out of gas.😵‍💫 Or. Is it just a rotten egg? Or bad fish. Whatever it is, it can just plain stink. Leave a bad taste in our mouth.Windows open. Windows shut. Doors open. Doors shut. Who cut the cheese? I need to plug ...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Weathering the Storms. Calming the Waters. An Act of God.

The test of Faith.The test of faith.Which way do you choose to capitalize?On. Or. With.Choose with. Choose life. Show up. Let it Out. All hang out?The baggage and the beast may be one in the same. Carrying it with you without the easy strength to easily let it go. Life is complicated. Does not have to be. But it is. At some point. You gotta pick a side.A different bag entirely? -different than the free expression of tolerance. The freedom to worship. The spirit of the “game”. The freedom to move about the cabin if you will. The game of life....

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

There are no shortcuts in the grand scheme of life

Lyrics by Supertramp:”So, you think you’re a RomeoPlaying a part in a picture showWell, take the long way homeTake the long way home’Cause you’re the joke of the neighborhoodWhy should you care if you’re feeling’ good?Well, take the long way homeTake the long way homeThere are times when you feet you’re part of the sceneryAll the greenery is comin’ down, boyAnd then your wife seems to think you’re part of the furnitureOh, it’s peculiar, she used to be so niceWhen lonely days turn to lonely nightsYou take a trip to the city lightsAnd take the...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Staticky, sticky times in our neck of the woods while the pole dances continue and poll dances increase in really, real time.

What is up with so many engagements with these particular prompts this week?Well, for one. Aspirations do exist to become a bonafide writer. Prompts are present, helpful and smart. Well thought out and inclusive. Excellent drivers of bonafide writing progress. I’m in to that. Good writing. Not just to do just to do. Til ‘70.Improvement-seeking-individual seeks important-improvement-information-writing techniques. Anyone can write a book. But can they write a GOOD book. I hope to. I hope so.But. (Always a but) There is a certain amount of dan...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Why did we let hate get so ordinary?

Turn it around, flip the switch, judge slow, love quick. (JW)Renovation, Restoration, or just plain boring Revolutionary.I vote for Revolutionary. The ready, willing, able to fight onward and upward, not downward and backward. No matter the box. Or how it is packaged.We all say “It’s for the kids”.But do we really mean it? That it is for the kids. Or is it for us to look good. The freak show out there continues on and no I do not mean the Halloween, post Halloween festivities and the good ole’ remembrance shots and what not.But when we say o...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

A Deep Fake.

Gulp.One last writing practice before big challenge day begins tomorrow.Gulp.Best not consume too much sugar tonite. I will not consume too much sugar tonite😋. Or I might. Carrying a bag of the sweet stuff finds my will power whispering in my ear “It’s o.k.!!!” “It’s ok!!!”…..Over too much time, ultimately may become a Whisper to a Scream. When I don’t “get enough”.Today. It’s the sugar day of all days, holidays, the candy day of all days, holidays— people are GIVING you the stuff to eat. Dropping it right into your bag! Mmm. Mmm. Yum. Yum. ...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

To Seek is the Ultimate Eye Examination

Eyes are windows to the soul. To seek the Gaze of God is to learn this valuable life lesson.To seek contact with the Lord through the honesty of the eyes. Love loves honesty. The meeting of the eyes. Staring straight, eye to eye. The seek, not the hide of the search and need for compassion from the most High. Who does and is never willing to lookDown on you. while you feel side by side with the lowly. Perhaps you are confused right now. Perhaps you think what I really meant was searching for wurber Parker, or searching the web by choices of...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Put your money where you mouth is. Oh. The smell of it all! Or. Leaves a bad taste in your mouth?

FOOD FIGHT!!!!No matter how good a shape any of us are in we had better perfect the art of bobbing, weaving, ducking, chucking and tossing.And. Taking our trays and going home.Now or Later?Still. Right Now. Who knows. Your choice.Tomorrow. Next day. Who knows. May not be for long…….Your choice.So while in the food fight of our lives, best to perfect the art of catching that roll of dough as it flies by your head in the lunch room and enjoy it.Raw. ”You get what you get and you don’t have a fit”. Graciously and grateful learned in a good, man...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

“I, Me, My. Me. Myself and I.” The Publican who walks alone, walks on. Be not afraid.

Today.World Mission Sunday.On any day.Walk alone.Guide from the front of the line today, World Mission Sunday. On every day and any day. By now, we all know the importance to do good.It more important to do good for those with less fortune. Less fortune of mind, less fortune of body, less fortune of spirit. Leaving our egos at the back of the line.“When there is too much “I” there is too little God”.(PF)The good Publican is aware. Of their surroundings. What is really going on.” With others, their loved ones, their not so loved ones. That is...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Narc, Narco or Narci? How DO drugs move through the system?

You’d be surprised. Or.Perhaps you would not.Maybe you even, already know…..By now, am fairly certain and sure you and ya’ll are tired of the ole’ “When I was a kid stories”.Please indulge in this informational knowledge. It could help you in the long run. I am not just sitting here looking this good without a little “help”. When lightning strikes once, don’t stand under a tree. If it strikes twice, consider yourself redeemed.Pass it on.Here is a little street talk about an activity called: Tattle telling. A tattle tale. As in “telling on so...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The train wreck. If we agree to disagree, who will pay the price? Inheritance divides.

Be careful when looking out a window. Because it tends to lead to staring out the window. And worst of all.Falling asleep. 🥱Missing your stop.Missing a moment.Of someone waiting on you and your efforts. To pick them up. To buoy them. If you are in the right frame of mind. Or have an awareness of the world and its usual trials, tribulations. It pays to have access to anAwareness.Of the fight.Abilities.In the fightCapabilities.During the fight.I think we may all agree that confusion can be a killer. In more ways than one. Not to be confused wi...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The measure of a man I call my Father

Today’s math lesson is about measurement, weights and measures.The statisticians in the crowd may find the lessons of this man’s life difficult to understand and the lessons taught daily by this man a bit “boring”.My Father. A man in every sense of the word.If this happens to be not dramatic enough for your likes, all I can say is I do have pity on you.A man. A faithful man. A faith-filled man. Heroic in some ways and broken in other ways. Beaten down by a life he was given by God. But a true man in the sense he cared. About his God, how God...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Survival, Arrival, Woo Hoo! and Significant Traditions.

If it does not mean anything, does it mean anything?Planes, Trains or Automobiles.Vows or Wows?Or just bored and time for a name change? Sometimes, it just does not work. So you gotta work it? Work at it? Complain because “It’s too hard”. Bail. Bail out.Like I said. Gotta work it.Be-bunked? De-banked? De-clunked?Like I said, gotta work it.We all remember our first love.I kinda like, actually loved mine. My first clunker. Even though it left me for dead on the side of the road.Sold for $50.00. For parts. And along with it the fondest of memor...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

I don’t know why our identities cry in this boxing ring of life.

My heart aches again.Struggled mightily with the decision.As to whether this blog-o-thoughts qualifies as a horror story or a bonafide nightmare.While contemplating my “choices” I hedged, wavered, looked away, thought it couldn’t be so. All those things one thinks when they have completely lost vital components in their life.Trust. Meaning. Belonging.So, in the spirit of nourishing one’s soul. I simply “hit” the sad button. That way, there is a little room for movement, I suppose. I hope. At this point I am down trodden.The real prompt I fol...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Allhallowtide

At the end of this month comes a day that for some is the best holiday of the year! The one day of the year where it is ok even acceptable to dress up like someone we are not.Yep. Even a monster.The trick or some may say the treat comes in knowing the difference. Knowing the differences.Knowing it when you see it. Or for some of us ghouls or goblins.Feeling it when you know it. A feeling of dread. Lock step with the feeling of euphoria sometimes. Helplessly and oftentimes repeatedly forcing down into our core our caricatured monsters, deeper...

0 likes 0 comments 0
Read story