Wednesday's Words on a Friday


The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by Wise Web Woman and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. colourless 

2. slaughter 

3. moustache 

4. jockey 

5. eliminate 

6. whiskey 

7. thermometer 

8. wickedness

and a picture of people in a pub or cafe

Here is my story:

Like lambs to the slaughter, we eagerly followed our elders into the wickedness of adulthood, each jockeying to be first. The first to grow a moustache, the first to taste whiskey, the first to smoke cigarettes. 

Eventually, bright red cheeks and noses replaced the near colourless faces of our youth, innocence was eliminated. The thermometer on the wall was ignored. Weather too hot to bear? Drink more whiskey and forget about it. Too cold outside? Have a whiskey, it will warm you. 

Too late, we came to realise our foolishness. The nicotine and alcohol had tight holds on us, we lost jobs, marriages, homes and now huddled together over trash can fires in alleyways, sharing any bottle and tobacco that came our way. 


  1. Ah yes, the grown up vices we longed for. Not such fun as time wore on. And oh the toll those habits take on the body.

    1. Arkansas Patti; I'm very glad I never took up those vices myself.

  2. Blogger ate my comment. Again. It only happens during the 'prove you are not a robot' phase and not to every blog but it is an irritation.
    Hopefully this one will go through. And I will save it an try again later if it doesn't.
    I love your use of the prompts. It is familiar to many of us I believe - anxious to be an adult and racing ahead. A race I think I took too fast.

    1. You've got the robot thing going? Not on my blog I hope. It doesn't show up here. On a few overseas blogs it does. I never joined the race to adulthood, I was quite happy being a child.

    2. Definitely on your blog. And that is when I have trouble leaving comments. Yours and Andrew's are two of the places I am more likely to struggle.

    3. I didn't install or ask for it and don't understand why it would be here.

    4. At the moment for around five days a week it is on every blogger blog I visit. And I curse it.

    5. I notice my search bar has "not secure" right before my blog url, that might be the problem.

  3. Never got into lot of these vices my dad smoked and he died of painful death. Never would wish that on anyone.
    Coffee is on and stay safe

    1. Dora; my dad also smoked although he wasn't a drinker.

  4. I see those sad guys here a lot.
    I admit, a cousin convinced me as teen it would be cool to smoke and I did. How dumb.
    I saw ... pre-Corinna - kids in the city "consuming" soda with vodka. Where are the parents, where is the police?! Another "Good" thing this pandemic brought... these days are over (but they likely do it at home and follow your story).
    To top it off... Day of German beer!
    (I lost my job due to the Diesel-affair and my marriage is still blooming :-)... Hubby even goes weekend-shopping today after work (he has a car)).

    1. Iris Flavia; those guys are everywhere. I know you lost your job, but at least you still have your marriage, your husband isn't one of the penniless homeless alcoholics.

    2. No, he luckily is not, oh, help, that would be awful.
      But we have two, right around the corner. And... one lives in an apartment!!!
      This area is ... not a cheapy one (not a rich one either).
      Summer/winter this dude opens his window when the ciggy smoke gets too much. Has a blanket on the sill and watches people coming from work, grinning.
      Ingo has a colleague who, when he comes home, his drunken neighbor yells, "hey, have been workin' again for me today?".
      The job I could get at Ingo´s workplace is gone, btw. Since weeks.

  5. So succinct! You wove those words effortlessly. Or so it seems. I don't know if it took you long or not!

    1. Val; thank you. It didn't take me long at all. I stared at those words all day yesterday then after dinner I started writing and the piece just wrote itself in about 5 minutes.

  6. Oh, now my comment disappeared as well. I hope it's not Blogger throwing tantrums but only me pushing the wrong buttons.
    I said that I have also never understood the race to get older and do forbidden things. You describe the stupidity of it quite well.

    1. Charlotte; I suspect the problem is on blogger's side not ours. Thank you.


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