So once again there has been a lapse in my activity on this blog. I have managed to keep up writing in my own journal, and doing prompts in a little book I carry with me. I have not, however, made appropriate time for posts on here. I have had a lot of change recently. I am now living in Knoxville, TN, I am managing at a pastry and gelato cafe in the heart of downtown, and I am enjoying finally living in the same city as my beloved. This job is definitely different from what I was doing in NC, but in a good way, and I am learning a lot from it. I am also loving the abundance of coffee shops here that the area of NC I was at was rather lacking. Recently I have been doing a lot more cooking and baking, and that is one of the greatest ways I can relax and spend a day off. Rock climbing has also been another great habit I am doing my best to keep up, although I admit I don’t have a partner to go climb with, I am certain I will be able to make a friend soon who shares my passion for climbing. My girlfriend, myself, and some of her friends have also gone hiking in the Smoky’s a couple times now and it is really something else. Nothing can really compare to being among those peaks and looking over all that space. It is truly surreal. Well, I will do my best to post more soon, including a book review and some more poetry or fiction, too!
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Writing Prompt: Bypass/Fishhook/Region
via @Writing Prompts: bypass / fishhook / region
Bypass
There once was a man named Douglass
He drove with only his compass
This proved to be swell
No wrong he befell
Until he drove off the bypass
Fishhook
I put new bait on the fishhook
Whatever I catch I will cook
I pull back to cast
But my throw stops fast
As I see I caught my friend Brooke
Region
This is the tale of poor Steven
He fails when it comes to reason
He met his “true love”
And they used no “glove”
Now gross is his private region
So this writing prompt I found I decided to write limericks. I definitely took less time to write these, and it turned out to be considerably enjoyable as well! I only hope others share my opinion. I am definitely going to write more of these in the future even if people don’t though because at the very least, I made myself laugh!
Daily Prompt: Silhouette
Unknown when I return, I take my leave
Treasuring our time together always
I trek through your yard on this chilly eve
Wishing that my route would become a maze
So that alas but one option remains
And back into your embrace I return
To stay in thy abode, free of my pains
Cause my greatest is you, for whom I yearn
Instead farewell must I bid you for now
But one last look upon you I shall take
Turning, through your window I look for thou
But I see thy silhouette so opaque
In this moment I learn my tragedy:
Ev’ry farewell will bring me agony.
I decided to try my hand at sonnets for this writing prompt. I have never written one before, and initially I intended it to be like a Shakespearean sonnet, which turned out to be more difficult than I thought. I realized I have a certain struggle when it comes to recognizing stressed and unstressed syllables, so maintaining the iambic pentameter became secondary to just finishing it. Any feedback is appreciated!
Daily Prompt Response: Dash
Anyone who cooks regularly will say they know exactly how much is in a pinch or dash. They will most likely hold up their hand, putting their index finger and thumb together at some seemingly indiscriminate distance, of which only those directly in front of them will be able to tell how much they actually mean. I, however, can openly admit I did not know how much was in a pinch or dash, or even that they are technically different measurements. Although they aren’t recognized by NIST (National Institute of Standards and Technology) as accurate measurements here in the U.S., they are widely accepted by chefs as having an exact volume to them.
A pinch is smaller than a dash, and there is a unit smaller than a pinch even: a smidgen. They follow the rule that most of the U.S. measurements follow, which is typically called binary submultiples, among other names. That just means that each unit is just one half the size of the unit larger than it, and that unit is one half the size of the next largest unit, and so forth. So as one would surmise, two smidgens make a pinch, two pinches make a dash, and two dashes make what is called a saltspoon, and two saltspoons make a coffeespoon, and then two coffeespoons make a teaspoon, and so forth. That is the size ranking of each of those units, but I am sure you might be curious as to what the exact volumes of each measurement is. And if you aren’t, I am going to tell you anyway, because I was curious about it, and I want to share my curiosity with you. A smidgen is 1/32 tsp, or 0.115522 mL; a pinch is 1/16 tsp, or 0.231043 mL; and lastly, a dash is 1/8 tsp, or 0.462086 mL. I decided to include their metric volumes just in case someone is reading this from any country that isn’t the United States, United Kingdom, Liberia, or Burma.
I would like to think I am a reasonable person, who doesn’t always need to be exact, but I would be lying if I said I am not going to attempt to accurately measure out the respective volume for each unit next time a recipe calls for a “pinch” or “dash” of something. Now whether you do or not is totally up to you, but at least now you have this useful little factoid to bring up next time you need a clever ice breaker, or just really want to have a response when you hear someone say “Tell me something I don’t know.”
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