Daily Writing Challenge

F-27

Seven hundred fifty words due today. I hope I can manage it. Today has been a crap ton of crazy. First Papa was taken to the hospital by paramedics this morning. Punchline he is septic because of a bad urinary tract infection they have supposedly been treating for a month. Then we had to get his rent paid. We had to go into the bank to get the money order because we could not get the atm to give us money for me to take into my bank for a money order when I went in to get a money order for my mother in law's rent. We went to my bank. Then we were on our way to drop off the checks at the management company when I had to pee. We stopped at a gas station and I got us drinks and peed. When I got back in the car, which had not been acting right, would not start. We sat for an hour waiting for brother in law to come attempt to jump us. It did not help. The car is getting towed to the mechanic in the morning. I got home minutes ago. Instead of the ribs I was going to cook for dinner, we are having Domino's. I just hope they get our order right and here while it is still warm. Their service sucks and I do not like pre tipping them, but if I wait until it is delivered the drivers have a habit of deciding their own unauthorized tip so I round up to the nearest dollar and put that as their tip. If they actually do a good job I tip them more with cash, but they have to actually follow the delivery instructions and call me when they arrive and hand me my pizza.

That said I am going to write for The Adam West Conspiracy today.

the Prompt is
Here's the list of titles for March 2026; please reply with your entry by midnight on March 31

March 2026 TITLES

--- Choreography on the Bed ---
--- Disco Catholicism (or Disco Catholics) ---
--- The Lumpen Proletariat ---
--- An Excellent Rectangle ---
--- Walking the Wild Cheese ---

REMEMBER to use one of these AS YOUR TITLE

Can't wait to see what everyone comes up with!!

BONUS CHALLENGE
You will receive an
Extra 2,000 gift points
if your story is centered around
betrayal (for the Ides of March),
whether you're a winner, runner-up, or neither!

For those of you not familiar with ancient Roman history:
What is 'The Ides of March?' Open in new Window.

Walking the Wild Cheese

James seemed like a great guy. He was attentive. He remembered anniversaries. But he had a sick sense of humor. Mostly it ran to dad jokes, but there were times... I should have known.

The day I had enough was bright and cool.

Nope, not feeling this prompt.

I think I'll try out the
Daily Flash Fiction Challenge prompt for 2/27/26

Write a story that includes the words: bone, window, snow
Have fun!


I awoke chilled to the bone. The fire must have gone out. Probably because I hadn't properly tended it for the night. I got out of bed and shrugged on my robe. I went and spent fifteen minutes getting a roaring fire going in the wood stove. Then I had to break a layer of ice in the water bottle to put a pot of coffee on. I went to the cabin's only window. I rubbed at the frost until I could see out. It was magical. The forest outside was covered in a fresh blanket of snow. I sighed at the beauty of it. The snow meant my stay could be extended. I had a four wheel drive vehicle but my boss didn't know that. He would accept that I had been snowed in. Giddy as the prospects of snow days, I began dressing for the day.


Okay that is as far as I am getting with that. I just do not feel like writing after the day I had. Dinner came and everything was okay except for the cheesy bread. The cheesy bread was overcooked too the point of being burned. I could complain and maybe get a free pizza, but I do not have the energy. Papa has go through a procedure to place a stent going from his other kidney to his bladder. He already has one in place. Now they are doubling down. It is an urgent need thing they are talking about getting it done tonight. He is septic. I do not want to tell my wife, but I do not think he is coming home this time. Hopefully he ends up in a long term care placement. Hopefully they will not place him in hospice. But my gut is not agreeing with my hopes.