In the distance a black spot soared high above the church.
“The harbinger of death is near,” the old man murmured as his head bounced and swayed in his wheel chair.
“Dad you are crazy,” she pushed on passed the church.
“Stop here. I’ll show you.”
She stopped, puzzled.
Shaking legs mustered their last bits of liver spotted grace as the old man stood.
Reaching into his pocket he produced a bit of bird seed scattering it.
A small swarm of black crows landed in front of them their beaks clicking against the pavement.
“See?” he said.
“Yes Dad. Some birds,” she huffed anxious to leave.
“No, Daughter. A murder,” his face cracked wide into a warm old man smile as she shook her head.
Danny Machal June 15th, 2015
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After the drunken and drugged up haze of your early twenties begins to clear you are faced with the reality of deciding how you ACTUALLY want to live your life. What skills do you have? What are you good at? What the heck are you going to do? What are your values?
I never really expected to make it out of those years alive so I was a bit blown away when the dust started to settle and I was still standing. It was a weird time for me but mostly I didn’t feel like I was doing much of anything but getting fatter and more depressed.
Until one day I had a Rubik’s Cube. I can’t remember if I bought it or it was a gift but for some reason my brain began to romanticize joining this elite club of capable persons who could solve the cube. I began to wonder, “What if I could do it?”
From my own personal memoirs:
November 12, 2007
The Rubik’s cube! A small victory but I have mastered it, and can solve it in under 3 minutes using the layer method. I have always wanted to solve it. My entire life its just been one of those mysteries on the back burner. It gives me hope that I had the ability to accomplish a small task like that, that had so much meaning. It means that I will be able to accept bigger challenges and accomplish other tasks that I have longed to complete.
Solving the cube was a big deal as it showed me how to bring a manifested thought form to life. Maybe it can do the same for you.
These are the EXACT videos from Dan Brown I watched all those years ago. I wrote down each algorithm and spent days practicing until the muscle memory in my hands took over. I still use the same method to this day and even if I haven’t solved a cube in months I can still do it within minutes. My best time was 57 seconds. You can use http://www.cubetimer.com/ for “speed cubing” practice.
Later I would learn to solve the 4×4 and the 5×5 cube. You would be very surprised how many people have never actually seen a cube solved live.
Danny Machal June 11th, 2015
Lenora flipped through her old French cookbook looking for continental breakfast ideas.
The small wooden barrel she found at the beach rested on the counter with the initials L.J.S. facing the wall.
Her husband Alerion couldn’t know what she had found and now buried in the Château de Montagne herb garden.
A small thunk like a broom handle hitting the floor followed by something dragging caused her to whip around quickly.
Across the kitchen an old wooden cupboard screeched open slowly. Lenora watched in frozen petrification as a small paper sack of pastry flour was promptly pushed off the shelf.
Danny Machal June 11th, 2015
Zeus was not having a good day and he made sure everyone knew it.
“How long has he been in there?” Hera asked.
Hermes stopped his fluttering back and forth outside the large golden ornate Olympus door. He turned quickly toward Hera with a small hovering bow.
“Most of the morning my Queen. I have some urgent…” before he could finish a loud BOOM of thunder crashed through the air.
No corner of Olympus was safe from this concussive wrath of Zeus.
“Move!” an angry voice shouted pushing past both of them.
Athena pounded her first on the bright door rattling the delicate ancient clockwork inside that kept it shut.
“Dad get the hell out. I need to take a shower,” she screamed.
Another thunderous explosion filled the space around them accompanied by the tiniest manly whimper.
The two Goddess’s expectantly looked at Hermes.
He shrugged at them.
“Apollo’s Sun Bean Chili Night. You know he loves the stuff.”
Danny Machal June 9th, 2015
Back in April I did the Writing 101 course thorough The Daily Post. That was a nice experience and I can attribute much of my writing successes over the last couple months to that program. They are back now with a Blogging 101 course. Switching gears between fiction and blogging will be a challenge but we shall see how it goes. Let’s get started.
I’m already hard pressed to think of something clever after my HOA Wolf story so I’ll just answer these questions.
Why are you blogging publicly, rather than keeping a personal journal?
I keep a personal journal as well as blog. The jitters of putting myself out there have been long gone for me. The things I want to hide are in the personal journal where they belong. No one is 100% transparent.
What topics do you think you’ll write about?
I mostly like to write things that make people think a little different about the world they live in and themselves. You’ll find a lot of monsters, ghosts and unpopular but necessary opinions on life.
Who would you love to connect with via your blog?
Free thinkers. You know what I mean. The devout Christian who isn’t afraid to sit in on a Wiccan Circle casting. The modern lesbian who can still appreciate the old school 50’s style of family dynamic. People who love clever stories and giving me some constructive feedback.
If you blog successfully throughout the next year, what would you hope to have accomplished?
I want the power of the hive mind. There are authors on Facebook and Twitter who can query an entire legion of followers for answers. Just a simple query of, “Hey would should I have for dinner?” could yield upwards of 100 responses from ‘like minded’ individuals. That is better than Google if you ask me!
Ten thousand little Angels and Demons on my shoulders. That is what I would hope to have after a solid year of blogging and interacting with my readers.
Danny Machal June 8th, 2015