Keep Others Safe #It’s Six-Sentence Story Thursday Link-Up

It’s sad that too many people are so selfish that they won’t change their behavior in order to prevent others from contracting the coronavirus. Over the Thanksgiving weekend, many people traveled in order to be with loved ones, inadvertently picking up the virus in airports and other establishments and passing it on. As a result, the number of cases has risen. Yes, there’s now a vaccine, but not everyone will get it right away, and it doesn’t mean we can stop doing all we can to prevent the spread of the virus. So, this Christmas, I encourage all my readers to make the ultimate sacrifice by staying home, limiting your gatherings to six people, wearing masks, and keeping your social distance at all times during such gatherings. For those used to large holiday family gatherings, this can be hard, but believe me when I say you’re doing a wonderful thing by keeping your loved ones and others safe from this dreadful virus and know that it won’t last forever.

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Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring the above with her six-sentence story prompt for this week. If you’d like to participate on your own blog, click here.

By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Service for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Resistance to Change #Six-Sentence Thursday

Some say change is good, but in my opinion, if change makes life difficult, it’s not good. Such is the case with WordPress’s block editor. Since it has infiltrated our sites, those of us who must use screen reading technology due to blindness or visual impairment are struggling, but we’re not the only ones. Many of my sighted fellow bloggers are complaining about this supposedly wonderful, new way of creating and editing posts, but is WordPress listening? No, they are not, and do you want to know why? Because it’s all about the money, and that’s why I’m resisting this change.

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The above is in response to Girlie on the Edge’s six-sentence prompt for this week. The word is “resistance,” and the idea is to write a work of poetry or prose that is no more and no less than six sentences, using the word at least once. If you’d like to participate in Girlie on the Edge’s blog hop, click here.

The good news is that thanks to Girlie on the Edge, I’ve found a way you can still use the classic editor. After creating and saving your post, go to All Posts from your dashboard. Once you’ve selected the post you want to edit, you should find, below that checkbox, the option to edit using the classic editor.

By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Services for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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My Downtown Memories

Thanks to Mike Stanton’s post in Writing Wranglers and Warriors for inspiring this. When I was growing up in the 1960’s, my family was living in Tucson, Arizona, and a trip downtown was exciting because we had to drive through a large tunnel in order to get there. Dad or Mother kept honking the horn, as we drove through, and I loved the way the sound reverberated.

Once downtown, I enjoyed shopping in department stores with escalators and elevators. During the Christmas season, visiting Santa Claus was the highlight of any shopping trip. We often ate at a cafeteria, where my favorite meal was turkey with dressing and sweet potatoes. On my eleventh birthday, my parents took me and my younger brother to dinner at an Italian restaurant, where we ate outside on a patio.

The Tucson Community Center opened downtown while we were still living there, and Dad and I heard such performers as The Carpenters and Sonny and Cher. This facility also had a music hall where we heard performances of such works as Benjamin Britton’s A Celebration of Carols and Karl Orf’s Carmina Burana. We even heard a production of Rosini’s The Barber of Seville.

After we moved to Sheridan, Wyoming, in 1973, going downtown wasn’t nearly as exciting. The only tunnels were underpasses on the freeway. None of the department stores had escalators. One had an elevator, but it was old and creaky and had to be run by a human operator. However, there was a café where I enjoyed drinking milk shakes after school.

Now, that café has since been replaced by another that doesn’t serve milk shakes. The department store with the elevator is gone, as are other stores that were there during my childhood. I still enjoy walking downtown from my home in favorable weather to do banking and other errands.

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Now, in celebration of National Poetry Month, I’ll conclude with a poem I wrote that was inspired by a childhood memory of downtown Sheridan at night. This is an acrostic in which the first letter of each line spells “downtown.” You can click below to hear me read it.


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MOONLIGHT MADNESS

Dancing lights from cars pass
on busy sidewalks
with stores of all sorts to delight shopers who have
not a care in the world, as they stroll
to Penney’s, Woolworth’s
on streets that are crowded
with babies in strollers, children, and adults
needing nothing more than to shop and enjoy.

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What do you remember about downtown when you were growing up? What has changed since then?

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Abbie Johnson Taylor
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