Word For The Day 6-7-2017


chan·delle \shan-ˈdel, shäⁿ-\
Popularity: Bottom 20% of words


A sudden, steep climbing turn of an aircraft,executed to alter flight direction and gain altitude simultaneously.


Recovering on a reciprocal heading, the Spad pilot added power, climbing into a chandelle to perhaps 5,000 feet heading outbound.
On Yankee Station

She was either using too much rudder in her chandelle maneuvers or not enough.
Silver Wings, Santiago Blue


The word ‘chandelle’ comes from a French word meaning ‘candle’. According to Propilotguide.com, the maneuver was perfected by WWI French aviators, who described it as ‘monter en chandelle’, “to climb around a candle”.

Did You Know?

See here for a great article -https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chandelle


See here for video-https://youtu.be/Ml8YI7oj2Q8



Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers 2-24-2017



This week’s photo prompt is provided by Dawn Miller.

1. A prompt photo will be provided each Tuesday to be used as a base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story.

2. Linking for this challenge begins on Tuesday and runs to the following Monday evening.

3. Please credit photo to photographer.

4. The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words). Please stay within this limit.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Bustle, bustle, bustle. Airports the world over were all the same. Crowds of people hurrying this way and that, afraid of missing their flight, afraid of becoming lost, afraid of being left behind.

Dante slumped down in the seat beside Jay, dropping his carry-on at their feet. They could have taken the jet with the rest of the band, but both men had wanted to be alone. Alone together as it turned out.

“You think he’ll be okay?” the Italian asked. Neither needed to ask whom ‘he’ was. Chris. Always Chris.

Jay shrugged.  “Maybe. Maybe not.”

“You’re a font of happiness today, Jay-jay.”

The saxophonist shrugged. “He’ll be all right. Now at least. It’s on tour I worry about.”

“You’ll keep him together,” Dante stated. “We all will.”

They would all hold him together. Nobody left behind. What else were friends for?


JSW Prompt 7-23-2015


Come on!  Tell me a story!

Quote For The Day 7-23-2015

“Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.”
Brodi Ashton, Everneath

Quote For The Day 5-31-2015

There is always a butterfly that exists in all of us, from the day we are born there exists this magical transformation in all that we do, breathe and even fear… where it molds us to the magnificent and unique beings that we become till the day we are reborn.”

Angie Karan Krezos

Waiting To Be Reborn

“If you live in the dark a long time and the sun comes out, you do not cross into it whistling. There’s an initial uprush of relief at first, then-for me, anyway- a profound dislocation. My old assumptions about how the world works are buried, yet my new ones aren’t yet operational.There’s been a death of sorts, but without a few days in hell, no resurrection is possible.” ― Mary Karr, Lit

I am waiting to be reborn.  I feel like a caterpillar enfolded in darkness, changes happening inside, waiting for the moment when bindings break, allowing in the shine of a new sun.  I don’t know what is waiting to be reborn. I never know. I do know something is changing: newness growing in the darkness, waiting to take wing and fly. I know this new beginning will be joyous, life expanding, another leap forward in the seven-league boots of my soul. I never consciously make the decision to be reborn.  My world turns inward, chatter quieter, characters hunkered, awash in the realization that I am not breaking but becoming new.

One day, when I least expect it, my life will split open and a fully formed butterfly will emerge, wings drying in new air. What color will those wings be? What shape?  What part of me will shine?

The mystery is waiting. One day soon miracles will occur.

I am waiting.


Quote For The Day 5-4-2015

“There is no dishonor in losing the race. There is only dishonor in not racing because you are afraid to lose.” ― Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain

Quote For The Day 5-3-2015

“Heaven is not a place, and it is not a time. Heaven is being perfect. -And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.”
Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull