Free Write - Jar? Bottle Cap?

 

In today's Free Write the writers saw different things. One concentrated on the bottle and the other two on the cap. That's the fun of free writes when more than one person does them together, and what the prompt triggers in each writer. There is no right and wrong in a Free Write.

Rick's Free Write Bottle Cap

Red caps aren’t exactly in favor in most parts of the world these days.

Nor are plastic bottle caps, red or otherwise.

When the new plastic bottle caps came out. and Gunther realized the ring prevented the cap from being completely removed, he was annoyed. As time went by, his annoyance turned to frustration and eventually rage.

Not only did the attached ring make it more difficult to reapply the cap, sometimes when pouring a beverage the cap would slide around and get in the way of the stream, splashing liquid all over the counter or table. Sticky, staining juice.

As he tried to pull harder to break the ring, that often caused a spill too.

Gunther didn’t really care that the new design made it easier to recycle the plastic tops. He didn’t care that it made it easier to recycle everything, bottle and top together.

He wanted things the way they used to be. Why did someone always have to mess with something that wasn’t broken?

Same with computer software. Constant upgrades popping up at the wrong time. By techies who did not understand the way people used the damn machine.

And speaking of red caps, don’t get him started on U.S. politics…

Rick Adams, an aviation journalist and publisher of www.aviationvoices.com, is author of the book The Robot in the Simulator, Artificial Intelligence in Aviation Training.

 Julia's Free Write - Empty Jar

There it sat - a constant reminder.

Ah the memories – meeting the man who became my husband, that first apartment where the balcony was as large as the flat itself.

Buying our first house – par of an old barn where everything had to be done, including bringing in water, electricity and heating. Our first child was born there.

Then the second house, bought on plans, but where we had a lot of leeway and choice. The birth of a second child.

Years spent living, then came the leaving of the first son for university, followed not long after by the death of my husband.

Still in the house, with a minor child, we got through the years.

Both children, like their parents, had wanderlust, here, there, everywhere.

If the older never returned home for more than a night or two, the younger was a bungee cord or boomerang.

Then the final perfect person entered his life and after 4 years, they left for their own start in their own flat.

This jar is all that remains. A container for all that light, love and living.

 Julia has written and taken photos and loves syncing up with friends.  Her blog can be found: https://viewsfromeverywhere.blogspot.com/

 D-L's Free Write - Bottle Top

Everyone hates me. What did I ever do to them but secure the liquid in their plastic bottles?

Some dumb politician pushed thru a law in the French parliament. From then on I had to be attached the bottle cap.

I know. I know. Birds and squirrels sometimes SOMETIMES were entangled. But what about the people, hit in the eye when sipping from the bottle or the clean up when liquid spilled because of me?

I'm tiny. The bottles are big and fill up landfills all over the world.

The solution? Glass bottles and metal caps. I can then Rest In Peace. 

D-L has had 17 fiction and non fiction books published. Check out her website at:. https://dlnelsonwriter.com Her 300 Unsung Women has just been published and is available on Barnes and Nobel.