Following on from last week, I've been thinking about the can of worms that is conflict. It ranges from toddlers nipping at each other to all-out war.
David's Writings
Monday, August 31, 2026
Writing - Conflict 2
Wednesday, August 26, 2026
Poetry Thursday 159 - Brain Power
A simple question with a plethora of answers, few of which are wrong. How do they con people into voting for them? (Fill in the names from your own experience).
Lucy
If
we could use more of the power
of
our brains, increasingly by the hour,
would
our lives be any easier,
or
would existence be a little trickier?
Some
would pay to use that much!
Their
‘off’ behaviours demonstrate such.
Knowing
there is more use to be had
suggests
they’re perhaps not doing too bad.
But
then living on the Earth are those
whose
brain activity is set at doze,
and
allowing them to engage with us
is
risky if not dangerous.
We
all go through our lives hoping
that
our bustling brains are great at coping,
and
if we strive to keep them busy
we
may end up as bright as Lucy.
© David L Atkinson September 2014
God Bless
Monday, August 24, 2026
Writing - Conflict
Seems simplistic to talk about conflict in a blog about creative writing. Conflict, with all its elements, is an inevitable part of story writing. Even the most sugary love stories will have moments of disagreement – conflict. Superhero tales are packed with conflict; disaster movies have it; Christmas stories have conflict and resolution.
So
what is conflict? It is defined as –
a disagreement or argument about
something important
In
all examples, there are at least two opposing positions. Emotions, people,
countries, and so on. There are stages in conflict, which I am not an expert in, but like education, we all have some experience of the processes involved in
conflict.
For
example, there is usually an initial low-level issue, not always, but often. This is followed by some negotiation, but
quite often it is inadequate in arriving at a solution. This may be because the
levels of emotion and attention may not be fully invested. The cycle is a
descending situation. It may happen in this way because the antagonists are jockeying
for dominance. Eventually, the situation
may descend into violence of the tongue, or even physical violence. At every stage there are opportunities to
break into the process and effect change.
So
conflict, to some degree, is flexible even though protagonists are apparently intransigent.
These facts are an indication of openings for communication. As such,
opportunities for dialogue, from the writers’ point of view, are useful in
the production of stories.
God Bless
Wednesday, August 19, 2026
Poetry Thursday 158 - Did God Paint You?
Another nudge in the direction of global survival. An earworm in the lugholes of big pharma, big corporations, big business, and all those who believe that they are bigger than the rest of us.
Did God Paint You?
Your green is so green and petals
that bright,
I wonder if I’m getting it right,
surely
cannot be an accident - did I misconstrue,
did God paint you?
With wings so fine and white,
working efficiently in haphazard
flight,
darting, soaring, riding thermals
into the blue,
did God make you?
So many creatures in the world to
see,
from enormous leviathan to tiniest
flea,
each with an encyclopedia of
behaviours to accrue,
did God design you?
Yet there’s one that struts upon
the earth,
displaying a myriad of talents from
the moment of birth,
claiming a planet stewardship they
may some day rue,
should God take the blame for you?
©David L Atkinson August 2026
God Bless
Monday, August 17, 2026
Writing - Observation and Atmosphere
If you have read any of my work before, you will have observed that I believe in serendipity. Happy accidents, in short. Probably an oversimplification, but adequate for today. Such occurrences can supply moments that may be useful in your writing. If you have your power of observation fully activated as you go about, such moments will present themselves.
At
the time of writing it is August, school holidays in the UK, which influences traffic
flow in our towns and cities. I had to journey into Bradford,
something I do perhaps 2 or 3 times a year. Well, today was different. The
motorway and major roads were as busy as ever, but when I arrived at my
destination, it was as if Armageddon had occurred. Streets were deserted of
traffic and pedestrians; there were
parking places, and some businesses were boarded up. Really unusual but logical, as
some businesses close during August. But the atmosphere was bleak. 10.45 in the
morning, and it was quite chilling.
This
type of experience lends itself to imaginative descriptive writing and may fit
into a story you’re writing. It could
simply be a period of the day when deserted streets are usual, or something more
fanciful. I remember deserted places during Covid in 2019. What use you put it
to is up to you, but following my mother’s advice – don’t go about with your eyes shut!
God Bless
Wednesday, August 12, 2026
Poetry Thursday 157 - Brain Fizz
There has always been plenty of examples of older generations whining about changes that have occurred in their lifetime. It will probably always be the same. It seems this time with technology and in particular AI.
Brain Fizz
It seems to me since 2023 and
possibly for some time before
there is a greater incidence of
brain fog and possibly much more.
It seems to me this may come from over
stimulations
the need to make quick choices and more
rapid accommodations.
It seems to me like driving a car
and arriving at a junction
not allowing oneself adequate time to make the
correct decision.
It seems to me like coke shaken violently
in a bottle,
brown bubbles charged ready to
burst forth at full throttle.
It seems to me what we really need
is time for thoughtful reflection,
time to weigh up pros and cons and
make the right selection.
time to carefully consider the
reason for our choices,
time for someone to listen to the older
ones voices.
©David L Atkinson August 2026
God Bless
Monday, August 10, 2026
Writing - Elders
When I used to think of 'elders' I would have a default picture in my head of a little old guy sat in the shade of a tree, dispensing wisdom to anyone willing to listen. A scenario that may be true in a small number of places in the world these days. More frequently, elders are shuffled away somewhere quiet so they can do little harm.
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