Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

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“Second hand smoke, or second hand spoke?” by Julie Ainger

Each day we have a chance, chances. A new opportunity, opportunities. To get stuff right. All stuff. Any stuff.Life offers us endless possibilities to start anew and stop a bad. Like riding a bicycle, hop on, begin peddling, the spoke go round and round and round and round and round.. you get my drift. Why cause a rift?Yeah. Small and seemingly insignificant, the spoke on your bike’s wheels are quiet and out of the way. Almost providing a thankless job. No one notices them when everything is working well, but without proper set up and operat...

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“Lights, Camera, Literacy Inaction!!” by Julie Ainger

Well. Here we are. Almost as planned and almost as expected. Have we met and exceeded the expectations?Perhaps. We cannot even push the blame of the camera filled backlash of these times on Hollywood. For the most part the individuals who have and had a choice to journey there and live there are, at the least, trained. Actors. Trained. To do what they do. For our entertainment. (?) Some may debate that specific point. But that is not why we are “here”. Now.Reminder: Just because you can does. It mean you should?In the interest of comprehensi...

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“To oblate or not to oblate. That is the question. ” by Julie Ainger

“To be or not to be” asked William S.The floor was open to debate. And so it began. And it got ugly. Really ugly. Years, and years and years and years, so many years of ugly. Ugly debate that until today forced the hands of us to show our true colors. Good to know. The origin, that is.Not one of us peasants and individuals were immune. From the ugly, the question, nor the answer. And many times, we showed our own ugly and true selves.Freedom took the win today. Here. In the land of the free and the home of the brave. And brave the decision m...

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“Separating the Color Blind from the Men from the Boy’s……..Coat tails.” by Julie Ainger

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. For the opportunity. For this space.Props for promoting honest debate and thought. Mostly. Independently. For the opportunity. Mind, body and writing realizes the risk of exposing emotions, feeling and thoughts. And then to publish them for some to see.It is probably risky to offer an “air”wave to potentially prove a right and perhaps attempt to sensibly improve an old sad wrong, an old sad narrative. And also prove an opportunity to right a right and with additional write. A re-write.In journal times used to...

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“ Hit for the cycle. A Hat trick. Two sides of the same coin.” by Julie Ainger

Ok.I tried. Gave it. My best shot.With the headline(r) That is.Did it grab your attention enough to read on…..minus any “typos”, corrections—which used to be performed by educated, trained, four year institutioned educated literacy loving professionals who work for dough, not for show. Professionals. The opposite of today’s institutionalization of modern culture wannabes and amateurs.Nor the “editors” of tic tak.Whose color and texture of skin was not nor never procedurally institutionalized.Yet. Here we are.Or is it.. Drive for show, putt f...

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“Sentient Discord?or Just because ‘ya can, doesn’t mean ya’ should?” by Julie Ainger

Choice.The Choice is Yours.At the least it used to be.Possible it is slipping away with every click, bait and tap.Taking with it the ability to control yourself… moving right along with the clicks, baits and taps……More importantly, the self-ascribed ability to control yourself. Possibly or impossibly resulting in passing through or road blocking any achieved status of personal ability and merit.Let’s be honest, if I asked you to just summarize what I just wrote, could you? Would you? Are you capable? Able. Or did you simply move on with ZERO...

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“An Affair of the Heart” by Julie Ainger

Home is where the Heart Is.“The man who misses all the fun,Is he who says, “It can’t be done.”In solemn pride, he stands aloofAnd greets each venture with reproof.Had he the power he’d effaceThe history of the human race;We’d have no radio or motor cars,No streets lit by electric stars. (WJB)Can we just slow down a little? Just a little bit? Whoa Millie!For just a sec’?Robert Frost reflects on how COURAGE does not follow rutted paths in:The Road Not Taken: (WJB)”Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one ...

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“Batten down the hatches” by Julie Ainger

A point of no return? A return to a sane state , a state of sanity. We all once fondly knew what it was, could be. Can be again. Called something akin to sense and sensibility, common sense. Sense in the true. Sense of the word and of the world. Of one’s inner world. As it related to connectivity, inter-connectively. But not this way. not the way it is now. We have never been more dis-connected as a human race running the human race.”Lead, follow, or get out of the way”Step up or step out because a narrowly focused point forces the fact we...

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“Turn the other cheek.” by Julie Ainger

It’s too loud in here. Frances thought as he attempted to focus on the task at hand. He waited. He shifted his body slightly back and forth as if to soothe his mind. He tapped his boots on the floor, to acquaint himself/to rhythm himself into a pattern. He scrunched and squinted his nose and eyes to relieve the sounds of water in his head.Once being reprimanded for “zoning out”, he not dare look out the window for a breath of fresh air. He kept his head down as if to agree with the inadequacies he had been appointed, labeled.But deep down he...

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“Empty is as empty does.” by Julie Ainger

Empty is as empty does.The lesser of two evils.Close your eyes.Pretend it is quiet.Sit still for a few minutes.What do you hear in the distance? Birds chirping, a moaning sound, the sound of a fan— sometimes used by some to fill the quiet as known as “white noise” Is there simply deafening silence. When you open your eyes, what do you see? An empty room in need of “things”. To fill it up. To enjoy, perhaps distract you?When you are able to, when you come to, attempt to get up and walk around, take a visual tour of this empty space, are you a...

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“You’re killing me Smalls” by Julie Ainger

More than you bargained for?Does life sometimes feel like more than you bargained for?For the sake of argument, let’s make an assumption here and now about cause and effect. Keeping in mind that when we assume, we make an a** out of you and me. That is no good. Does no justice to the humanity and civility of a person. No where even near to the honest to goodness promotion of civil liberty, rights, humanity.It only takes one good person to make a difference. We do not need a perfect person. Good will do. But a person that believes in life for...

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“A place or a space.” by Julie Ainger

A table.A seat at the table.I get it.Do you get it?Did you get it.What are you willing to do, or to give up, to get it.Who and what will you destroy in your process?A brilliant kid with a brilliant mind once asked me to save the little table. I looked around as if to say, where, what little table? You know the one that keeps the pizza box “open” that sits in the middle of the freshly cooked, delicious, usually celebratory pizza.I was dumb founded.Questions literally raced through my mind. I already knew this person’s heart, their curious nat...

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“ Aging gracefully” by Julie Ainger

There is a good argument for wearing a uniform. As a fashion statement, uniforms project a sense of uniformity, discipline and strength both in individuality and in numbers. There is no good argument for wearing a mask. Clothes don’t make the man. Sure. But. Masks are considered a fashionable piece of clothing nowadays, I guess. Are they age appropriate though. Does it promote a person to age well? Become trendy or fashionable? Are masks-needed and Necessary. Positive contributions to the Art of Aging—highly debatable.Chances are high, a goo...

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“OMG, I am dating myself AND late to the party….” by Julie Ainger

It’s not what you think.About. Me. Myself, and I.This may surprise you.Global fashion events occurred and were attended well before many of you reading this piece of journalistic excellence were even born. A glimmer in your Mother and Father’s eyes.Perhaps, and if it serves you well, a little more about myself. I am a bonafide server. To and of our fellow men. Please consider my fashionista tithes, talents, and advice as more than just a new, or used, or hand me downs soliloquy. Consider it a history lesson, a life lesson. I am more than hap...

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“The Pathological Path of Manipulation, Alteration, Adaptation, and “Equity”” by Julie Ainger

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?Which is worse: An egg hard to crack OR an egg easy to crack?Hard shell? A tough nut to crack?I know what I think.To honor the concept of equality, equity and just so we are all clear:Patholological is involving, caused by, or of the nature of a physical or mental disease. Compulsive, Obsessive Pathology is a field of study of the CAUSES aAnd EFFECTS of disease or injury. The word Pathology also refers to the study of disease in general, incorporating a wide range of biology research fields and medica...

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