This covers the week of 12/15/19 - 12/21/19.
appendicitis
He's vibrating with tension as he waits to hear the news: Appendicitis or not? Surgery scheduled when?
fabrications
Her middle school experiences include kids making up lies about other kids to broadcast on group texts and social media. Fights manufactured from false accusations are a regular form of entertainment for many. No one is completely safe from being targeted.
glacial
They descend an icy stairwell with balloons in cold blue bunches trailing them.
image
Throughout the group conversation, he hints that his sex life is active, that he's successful, and that he's unbothered by anything. He isn't weak. Never weak. Beneath his performance runs an undercurrent of anger and bitterness.
improvisation
I try an indie RPG (role-playing game) for the first time. It's a game where you and the other players make up a storyline on the fly, based on improvisation and with structure provided by a set of rules. This game is set in a film noir universe. Without fully knowing what I'm doing, I make up a detective character and spend much of the time interrogating other characters and staging a clumsy break-in that gets me arrested. I like the collaborative aspect of the world-building and story-telling.
inconvenienced
I know what they'll say: They're busy. It's an excuse I won't argue with, because I'm uncomfortable about making myself an inconvenience. I just wish I wasn't in the category of potential inconvenience.
syntax
Arguing with someone about English grammar is not how I want to spend the next 20 minutes, but here we are.
Showing posts with label disappointment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disappointment. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Thursday, March 19, 2020
Week in Seven Words #501
babbling
Round every corner you turn, there's a TV. At least one of them is on at all times, sometimes two.
business
"Please don't take a photo of my work," she says, emerging from her art booth. "Buy it."
disobedience
She hops on my lap to lick watermelon droplets from the table. She disregards the calls for her to stop, and the reminders that she's not supposed to eat from the table, because watermelon is worth being disobedient for. Besides, as a good dog, she gets a lot of leniency, because her main offenses are eating from the table and attempting to steal and eat toilet paper. Nothing serious.
expecting
Feeling a bit sore and bruised inside after receiving entirely positive, detailed feedback on a piece, only to be told vaguely that it's not a good fit.
meatless
Eating a chicken sandwich that tastes mostly like salt, ketchup, and bread.
sinks
The heart-shaped anniversary balloon was bobbing around by the ceiling. Now it sinks towards the tile floor, where it's kicked around by restless feet.
stag
A male deer, looking puzzled and wary, slips into a backyard away from us. We watch him through the gap in the faded wood fence.
Round every corner you turn, there's a TV. At least one of them is on at all times, sometimes two.
business
"Please don't take a photo of my work," she says, emerging from her art booth. "Buy it."
disobedience
She hops on my lap to lick watermelon droplets from the table. She disregards the calls for her to stop, and the reminders that she's not supposed to eat from the table, because watermelon is worth being disobedient for. Besides, as a good dog, she gets a lot of leniency, because her main offenses are eating from the table and attempting to steal and eat toilet paper. Nothing serious.
expecting
Feeling a bit sore and bruised inside after receiving entirely positive, detailed feedback on a piece, only to be told vaguely that it's not a good fit.
meatless
Eating a chicken sandwich that tastes mostly like salt, ketchup, and bread.
sinks
The heart-shaped anniversary balloon was bobbing around by the ceiling. Now it sinks towards the tile floor, where it's kicked around by restless feet.
stag
A male deer, looking puzzled and wary, slips into a backyard away from us. We watch him through the gap in the faded wood fence.
Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Week in Seven Words #352
attend
For the first time in a while, I give her a kiss on the cheek. I try to pay more attention to her anecdotes.
charitable
Bags of clothing mushroom out of the donation bin.
glisten
Sunset spattering peach and gold on the river.
improvise
She builds a zip line for her dolls, just because. This is one of the pleasures of childhood, the project launched on a whim after you've finished your homework.
outmaneuver
He's almost one. He's got a healthy baby face. As such, he needs to keep ducking away from people who screech Those cheeks! and dive in with their pincers.
source
She dozes off at the table and starts humming "Frosty the Snowman." When she wakes up, she asks where the music came from. A radio? No, it's not the right season for carols. Was it us, singing?
sunk
In a voice that bears a full freight of disappointment, he lists what he thinks is wrong with the world. The words are like stones thrown into my stomach.
For the first time in a while, I give her a kiss on the cheek. I try to pay more attention to her anecdotes.
charitable
Bags of clothing mushroom out of the donation bin.
glisten
Sunset spattering peach and gold on the river.
improvise
She builds a zip line for her dolls, just because. This is one of the pleasures of childhood, the project launched on a whim after you've finished your homework.
outmaneuver
He's almost one. He's got a healthy baby face. As such, he needs to keep ducking away from people who screech Those cheeks! and dive in with their pincers.
source
She dozes off at the table and starts humming "Frosty the Snowman." When she wakes up, she asks where the music came from. A radio? No, it's not the right season for carols. Was it us, singing?
sunk
In a voice that bears a full freight of disappointment, he lists what he thinks is wrong with the world. The words are like stones thrown into my stomach.
Thursday, March 24, 2016
Week in Seven Words #283
disengage
She walks ahead of the rest of us, and I understand the mood she's in - restless, unwilling to talk, needing to feel like she's floating free.
dump
Between the chainlink fence and the water is a zone of discarded objects: a pink Disney princess balloon, a bike wheel, green bottles and a soccer ball.
lava
Volcanic colors of sunset over small gray buildings.
lurch
An email I expected arrives. Even though I sensed that something like it was coming, it's no less disappointing.
scalpels
Skyscrapers like silver blades cutting into the night.
squandering
Half an hour gets sucked away on a TV show where people make petty, poorly thought out decisions and end their night drunk and brawling.
watercraft
We walk past the yachts in the marina and marvel at their features, like the hot tubs and lounge chairs. "Which one is yours?" she asks, grinning. I tell her that mine isn't a yacht. It's a leaky rowboat. The amenities include a bucket to bail out water.
She walks ahead of the rest of us, and I understand the mood she's in - restless, unwilling to talk, needing to feel like she's floating free.
dump
Between the chainlink fence and the water is a zone of discarded objects: a pink Disney princess balloon, a bike wheel, green bottles and a soccer ball.
lava
Volcanic colors of sunset over small gray buildings.
lurch
An email I expected arrives. Even though I sensed that something like it was coming, it's no less disappointing.
scalpels
Skyscrapers like silver blades cutting into the night.
squandering
Half an hour gets sucked away on a TV show where people make petty, poorly thought out decisions and end their night drunk and brawling.
watercraft
We walk past the yachts in the marina and marvel at their features, like the hot tubs and lounge chairs. "Which one is yours?" she asks, grinning. I tell her that mine isn't a yacht. It's a leaky rowboat. The amenities include a bucket to bail out water.
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