The Pub

My Hardware is Defective But am I the phone or the charger? Press enter or click to view image in full size Image by chris.matievskaya.gmail.com from Depositphotos First of all, get your mind out of the gutter. It’s not that type of post. I’ll leave the innuendos about tight-fitting charging ports to Lorelei_Sands. No, this is a semi-serious post about living with chronic illness. Why semi-serious? Because while laughter isn’t a prescribed medicine, it stops me from circling the abyss.

The third partner in peace; what might happen. Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by ‪Salah Darwish on Unsplash Having an abundance of time available, and still looking for acceptable ways to use it, I asked Google the other day to fill me in on the various- and endless- issues at play in any deal between Israel and the Palestinians . Let’s just say it’s complicated . Understanding quantum physics is tricky. This is complicated and in defiance of human understanding.

AN UNOFFICIAL SUB-PUB OF ‘THE PUB’ PUB. : EST. 07/09/22 ‘Deluded Custodians’ September Challenge “Teaser Tales Mission Statement: To grab a new Medium audience for existing content” Press enter or click to view image in full size “Company’s coming!” “Really?

WRITING | RESOURCES | COMMUNITY The Community and Writing Resource We All Needed Chase the lonely writer goblin away with this superior resource… Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by Vladyslav Bahara on Unsplash. Edited by Aurora Moon McKnight. Affiliate links present. I love to try out writing resources. It’s nice to discover something that works for me, makes things a bit easier to organize and process, or a fun community to come together with and discuss writing.

Let me be myself the rules of how one should be defined by age Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by Sonny Mauricio on Unsplash My fuzzy mind, stuck in this grind should I take it all at once, or leave a part behind Should I be too casual or is being formal the key I am a free bird at soul burdened, how they would see how is she so full of energy, always on the go I still have a child in me, hidden, although The moment it reveals itself those roving eyes engage Look at her...

You may not need to become tougher. You may need to become clearer. Press enter or click to view image in full size If you’re not a member, read for free here. There are always people who seem to have no trouble saying no. Those folks don’t spend two days wondering whether the other person is mad at them after they say no. They don’t agree to something they don’t want to do and then complain about it all the way home. Well, I’m not one of them. You can lump me in with the rest of us.

How to Write Like a Pro Press enter or click to view image in full size If your inner monologue doesn’t sound like over-the-top Mozart and your screen doesn’t look like a paper being carved by a burning quill, you ain’t doing it right. Photo by András Dénes on Unsplash Pro is short for professional, in case you’ve never given it some thought already. Hence, we are going to look at the advice from an actual (dead) professional for the matter at hand.

No bone from the “algo” for this Lady Hound Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by Juanjo Jaramillo on Unsplash On forums online I could lurk Asking “How does this platform’s “algo” work?” At times I think it’s a lady dog* Not making poor old Patsy rich, I should — and do — write for pleasure, (But some extra income I would treasure). My noble self may not chase money, But my lower side would love it, honey. Still the “algo” guards its mystery - How it functions, I can’t see.

One Big Eye Where one person ends, and another begins Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by Anna Tsareva on Unsplash The pub’s ambience is still there — present but fading, slipping into the background as the night draws to its close. It had been a good evening. We looked at each other. We’d been looking at each other all night, naturally — but this last look, this final glimpse of the evening, is different. Nothing dramatic. But inside, something flickers. A tiny shift.

The Life I Wish to Give My Child I really wish my child grows up like this. https://pin.it/3eFbumc4o I wish we strictly follow one rule while eating: no mobile phones. I wish my child goes to a special class every day so that they learn to swim, sing, draw, or something else that could become a hobby and a companion for a lifetime. I wish my child has the privilege of growing up with their grandparents. I wish my child grows up in an environment with a park within one kilometre.