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  • Happy Grandparents Day!

    Happy Grandparents Day!

    In Australia, Grandparents Day is celebrated on the last Sunday in October. That’s today!

    I wish all the Grandparents out there, a very happy Grandparents Day.

    Whether you get to spend time with your grandchildren or not, I’m sure they are never far from your thoughts or you from theirs.

    The purpose of Grandparents Day is to recognise the contribution that grandparents make to families, communities and the economy.

    I’d like to celebrate the contribution my grandchildren make to my life too!

    Enjoy the day!

    Best wishes, Norah

  • Good intentions, slow start

    Good intentions, slow start

    Good intentions, slow start

    For all my good intentions, I haven’t got very far with reading and writing blogs. But I have been doing some reading and writing though and checking in on blogs from time to time. I guess it’s only three months since the last post, and this is the fourth for the year, so I’m not doing too badly.

    I haven’t done any more to the Marnie stories since my last post. But I’ve been playing around with a few other ideas and have written some stories for children aged 6-9 for competitions. Funnily enough (no pun intended) the competitions all want humorous stories.

    One competition is done and dusted, and my story didn’t rate a mention. I didn’t really expect it to but enjoyed having a reason to write as I’m still struggling to regain my lost motivation. The other comps don’t close for a while so I’m still working on improving my stories.

    As the first competition is finished, I thought I’d share my story with you.

    The story was to be no more than 200 words in length, and I was to choose a character and an object from six of each that were provided. I chose Bob McFartypants (character) and the smelly perfume (object). I have to say that, being now out of practice with flash fiction, I found the 200 word limit, well, quite limiting. I found the same with the 800-word limits of the other competitions too. One of my stories started with 1300 words. It was quite a task to pare back 500 words, but I have. How successfully remains to be seen. I’ll be sure to let you know if there’s anything exciting to report.

    Anyway, here’s my story. I hope you enjoy it (even though it is for children).

    Bob McFartypants and the Smelly Perfume

    His badge said: ‘Robert McFaren Paderson, Official Village Pooper-Scooper’. His job was to keep the streets free of animal poop. Everyone called him Bob McFartyPants.

    Bob didn’t fart more than anyone else. His ‘perfume’ just made it seem that way; especially when his plastic pants rubbed “PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!” his rubber boots squelched “SLUP! SLUP! SLUP!” and his breath made little popping sounds. “PHH! PHH! PHH!”

    Nobody else wanted Bob’s job.

    “EW! Bob’s dirty,” they’d say. “EW! Bob’s smelly. EW! Bob’s farty. Bob McFartyFartyPants. PHEW! PHEW! PHEW!”

    For one whole week, Bob was too sad to scoop poop, too sad to get out of bed. Poop littered the streets. The villagers could hardly breathe; flies filled the air. Soon, every inch was covered in stinky, slippery poop. When the Mayor left his office to investigate, he slipped BLOOP into a pile of gloopy poop.

     “Bob McFartyPants!” he yelled. “Where are you?”

    He marched to Bob’s house.

    “Robert,” he said. “We need you. Please come back to work. The village is a pigsty without you.”

    So, Robert went back to work. Nobody dared call him Bob McFartyPants again. They preferred his smelly perfume to the stench of his job not done.

    Best wishes,

    Norah

  • Marnie Stories and AI

    Marnie Stories and AI

    If you followed my blog over the years when I was posting regularly, you may remember the Marnie stories that I wrote in response to Flash Fiction prompts by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch. Depending upon the prompts, the 99-word stories provided a snippet of Marnie at various times of her life, from childhood to adulthood. They weren’t written in chronological order of her life, and I hadn’t already written anything of greater length from which I drew them. The stories were simply responses to the prompts as they occurred, and I used them to help develop her character. If you are interested, I collected the stories on their own page, Marnie.

    Recently, a writer friend told me about using AI (ChatGPT) for assistance with her writing, for ideas when stuck, for sequencing events, for suggesting alternate endings. She explained that you could ask ChatGPT anything and it would help. I was surprised. I wouldn’t have thought of using it in that way. I wouldn’t have thought of her using it that way. I wouldn’t have expected her to share so openly that she found it so beneficial. However, as she continued to explain, I was impressed at her resourcefulness and came to understand how useful it could be as an assistant.

    Since writing the Marnie stories, I’d often thought of using them as the basis for writing a longer story about Marnie but hadn’t got around to doing anything with them. I wondered if ChatGPT might help me get started and was amazed at the result.

    I began by asking if it would be able to put different snippets of text about one main character and other characters in time order.

    The response was:

    “Sure! Please share the snippets of text you have. I’ll organize them in chronological (time) order based on the events involving the main character and other characters.”

    So, I inserted all the texts (5620 words) in the order in which I’d written them, and the response was almost instant:

    “Thanks for sharing all the text — there’s a rich and deeply emotional narrative here. I’ve now organized the snippets into chronological order, based on Marnie’s life journey. Some events overlap or reflect back in time, so I’ve placed them where they seem to fit best narratively and psychologically.”

    This was followed by a list of all the snippets (flash fiction stories) under the headings:

    Early Childhood – Home Life and Abuse (5 stories)

    Early School Years – Introduction to School, Bullying, Trauma (20 stories)

    Turning Points – Friendship, Courage, Escape (7 stories)

    Escape, Reinvention, Adulthood (7 stories)

    Resolution – Closure, Reflection, Healing (5 stories)

    Side Scenes/Thematic Parallels (2 stories)

    Needless to say, I was pretty impressed with the speed of response and the organisation of the stories.

    I was then asked: “Would you like this ordered version exported into a document (PDF/Word)? Or do you want me to analyze themes, character arcs, or tone across the timeline?”

    I asked for it to be analyzed for consistency of character, themes and storyline.

    The response was:

    “Absolutely. Your collection of vignettes weaves a deeply emotional and coherent narrative. Here’s a detailed analysis of character consistency, thematic unity, and storyline progression, with specific observations about how these elements succeed — and a few small areas you might refine or clarify if you wish to polish it even further.”

    I was delighted with the ChatGPT conclusion about Marnie’s character:

    “Marnie is written with exceptional psychological realism and emotional depth. Her development follows a believable arc from traumatized child to resilient adult. Across dozens of fragments, her behaviors, reactions, and internal thoughts consistently reflect:

    • Complex trauma symptoms: dissociation, hyper-vigilance, self-blame, learned helplessness, retreating to small enclosed spaces.
    • Moments of growth: brief smiles, curiosity, creativity, cautious trust.
    • Innate sensitivity and intelligence, masked by educational delays, confusion, or misunderstanding of expectations.
    • Symbolism in the unicorn: a through-line in her identity — innocence, escape, comfort — even when mocked or confiscated.

    Her arc feels deeply earned, from sucking her thumb under the desk to boldly walking away from her past, and finally extending kindness to others.

    Success: Marnie remains emotionally and psychologically coherent at every age, even as her voice matures.”

    In fact, across all the characters, themes and story elements, I was excited about what ChatGPT was giving me. The overall response was positive, but there were also suggestions for improvement.

    🔹 Overall Evaluation

    🌟 Strengths:

    • Deep psychological insight.
    • Lyrical but grounded language.
    • Emotional authenticity.
    • Clear voice for each character.
    • Motifs like unicorns, mud, colour, silence, and locked doors are effective and memorable.

    🛠 Possible Refinements (only if aiming for publication-level polish):

    • Slight reduction of duplicate imagery (multiple unicorn-tripping incidents).
    • Make sure developmental language matches Marnie’s age, especially in early internal monologues.
    • Brucie’s arc could either be extended or left open intentionally — just make it a conscious choice.”

    Now that I have this first evaluation with suggestions for refinement, I feel empowered to continue working on Marnie and her story. Whether human readers would feel as positive, I don’t know, but at least now I’m ready to give it a go.

    My main purpose in writing this post is to encourage you, if you haven’t done so yet, to give ChatGPT a try if you’re stuck on an idea or need a prompt to get started. If you’ve also experienced success in using it, I’d love to hear how.

  • Hello!

    Hello!

    Hi patient friends and readers,

    I just wanted to let you know that I am still here and still reading (some of) your posts. Unfortunately, WordPress doesn’t always let me leave a comment or even a like, so you may not be aware that I have popped over. I’m not sure what is going on with WP. Even when I’m logged in, I’m told to log in to leave a comment. Then when I log in, my comment is deleted and I have to start all over. And so it goes around. I apologise. I am always very excited when, on the rare occasion, it let’s me through.

    We’re already three months into 2025 and I’m yet to establish my own writing routine or to figure out just what I want for my writing future. After losing my writing mojo last year and then moving home and into a new life phase, I’m still trying to find my feet (pen/pencil/keyboard). So, just know – I’m still here and I’m doing okay.

    I look forward to seeing you around, even if I can’t leave a comment.

    Best wishes,

    Norah

  • Happy Christmas 2023!

    Happy Christmas 2023!

    I wish you and your loved ones a very happy and safe holiday season.

    May the joys of Christmas be with you, and remain with you, throughout 2024.

    Best wishes,

    Norah

  • Waiting #99WordStories

    Waiting #99WordStories

    This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about waiting. Where does this waiting take place? Does it have a past or a future outcome? Who is waiting and why? Go where the prompt leads!

    For my response, I have tried to show that the waiting can feel different from different perspectives. I’m not sure if I achieved that, but I hope my story doesn’t gross some of you lovely readers out like last week’s ‘flakes’ story. 😂😉

    I’m Bored

    “For Christmas,” said Mum.

    “But it’s a looooong time,” said Jamie.

    “Not long enough,” said Dad. “Only three more pay days.”

    “Wait till you’re my age,” said Grandpa. “It’ll be gone in a blink.”

    “But there’s nothing to do,” said Jamie.

    “When I was your age,” said Grandpa. “we’d be out all day, playing until dark.”

    “Mum won’t let me go anywhere. Dad says no screens until after dinner. It’s boring.”

    “Tell you what, kiddo. How’s about you and me take a walk and do some exploring. What d’you say?”

    “Can I, Mum?”

    “Sure. It’ll do us all good.”

    Thank you blog post

    Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share you thoughts.

    Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Flakes, including my gross one, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.

    And just to let you know that life is pretty hectic for me at the moment so I may not get to visit you as often as usual, but I’ll still be thinking of you and will visit as often as I can. Thanks for your understanding.

  • Flakes #99Wordstories

    Flakes #99Wordstories

    This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the word or idea, flakes. What or who is a flake? Is there tension or phenomenon that is creating flakes? Can flakes be massive or minute? Go to your flakiest memories for living images to play with. Go where the prompt leads!

    This is where I went. I hope you enjoy it.

    Retro Black Light Disco

    On their first date, Paul took Josie to the Retro Black Light Disco. She’d heard about it but never been, so was curious. “Wear something white. You’ll really stand out,” her older friends advised. Josie was amused that Paul dressed all in black, as usual, but guessed some habits were hard to break. Josie absolutely glowed under the lights, but Paul virtually disappeared. Until he turned around, looking like he’d brought a glowworm army on his back. Josie started to say, “How beautiful!” when she realised they were flakes of dandruff. “Gross,” she thought. “I’ve seen enough,” she said.

    Thank you blog post

    Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

    Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Cryptozoology, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.

  • A Cryptozoologist #99WordStories

    A Cryptozoologist #99WordStories

    This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a cryptozoologist. Who is this character? What cryptids do they research and why? Are they serious about their work, skeptical, or scheming to fool others? Go where the prompt leads!

    For my story, I’ve gone back to the family reunion for another take with Jodie and the dark stranger. Like Josie, I’d never heard of a cryptozoologist before. Do they really exist?

    The Cryptozoologist

    Josie and her cousins stood around the punch bowl, quenching their thirst after a rowdy line dance (family tradition). Josie was catching up on all the goss she’d missed out while away: who was with whom, who’d broken up, etcetera.

    “What about him? Who’s he with?” she nodded towards the lone one in the shadows.

    “Don’t worry about him. He’s just with himself.”

    “What do you mean?”

    Susie laughed. “He’s a cryptozoologist.”

    “A crypto-what? Does he mine cryptocurrency?”

    “Not that interesting. He studies cryptids.”

    “What are cryptids?”

    “Imaginary monsters. They’re all in his mind.”

    “Oh?” said Josie.

    Everyone laughed.

    Thank you blog post

    Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

    Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Confidence, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.

  • Something Shaggy #99Word Stories

    Something Shaggy #99Word Stories

    This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something shaggy. It can be carpet, a hair-do, or some sort of critter. How can something shaggy steer the story? Go where the prompt leads!

    Charli wrote about a new shaggy duvet she had purchased. I couldn’t imagine having a shaggy duvet. It just wouldn’t be necessary where I live, and certainly not at this time of year. I can understand how delightful it would be in colder climes though and trust it will keep Charli warm.

    At first, all I could think of was the shaggy hairstyles of yesteryear. Then I thought of those shaggy dog stories, those long rambling unfunny jokes, also from the past.  I wasn’t feeling the inspiration until Charli replied to my comment on her post. She said that her new duvet was ‘lovely warmth, not too heavy and oh-so-soft!’ It seemed like the Goldilocks complex and I thought I’d apply that principle to my Shaggy Dog story. I hope you enjoy it.

    Shaggy Dog

    “I want a dog,” said Jason.

    “You’re in the right place,” said the attendant at Rescue Kennels. “We’ve all sorts of dogs. What sort are you after?”

    “A shaggy dog, please.”

    The attendant showed Jason the shaggy dogs.

    “They need a lot grooming,” he warned.

    “Oh. Not shaggy then. Curly perhaps?”

    Jason shook his own curly head at the curly dogs. They’d need grooming too.

    “How about short?” said the attendant.

    “They’re awfully noisy,” said Jason, as they walked the aisles.

    “They are dogs,” said the attendant.

     “Right,” said Jason. “Do you have any cats? Maybe a shaggy cat?”

    Thank you blog post

    Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

    Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt Confidence, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.

  • Confidence #99WordStories

    Confidence #99WordStories

    This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about confidence. Is a character confident or struggling? Why? Is confidence cultural, compelling, or conflicting? What is the value of confidence? Go where the prompt leads!

    Having an ‘I can’ attitude, or confidence, is something I always encouraged in my children, whether I birthed them or taught them. Maybe because it was never encouraged in me and is definitely not a strong suit, I’ve always found it important to nourish. A story about confidence should have been easy to write. I’m sure I’ve written many stories about confidence before, but I just couldn’t get one to work. I finally realised that what I was trying to write was based on a true event. Maybe that’s why I couldn’t get the ending. I decided to go with an anecdote rather than fiction. I hope you enjoy it.

    That’s Confidence

    When Bec was little I ran play/educational sessions for children and their parents at home.  I worked hard preparing the room, dedicated for that purpose, for our sessions. Finally, everything was arranged, with various art and craft materials organised in boxes and tubs.

    Bec, 2½ years old, was excited. ‘Of course,’ I said when she asked if she could make something.

    I’d only moved away for a moment when her excitement drew me back: ‘Look what I made!’ Her face beamed.

    She’d upended nearly everything (exaggeration, only slight) and glued one cotton ball onto a piece of paper. Wow!

    Look what I made! © Norah Colvin

    Thank you blog post

    Thanks for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

    Note: The collection of stories made in response to the previous prompt A Blade of Grass, including mine, can be read at the Carrot Ranch.