The women hit the floor and began to scrounge, combing the plush purple carpet with their long-nailed fingers. Someone might as well as said, “Man down!” for all the fervor they put into their task.
There a brunette, there a curly top, there a long-haired blonde.… ...
I’m an inadvertent slave of William Shakespeare – with whom I have much in common, some people say. Apparently, he re-invented the English Language, invigorating it with words he invented… And, my favorite editor/shred-it-or describes my style as brisk word blending (I think she made that term up) 😆
It’s no matter, I like the term.… ...
Tagged with: 5 things in my writing space
, iambic pentameter
Corollary good advice for me: sniff around extensively, gathering all the clues and facts, before digging in…
Hide bones everywhere ’cause you’ll never know when the snack imperative hits!
What advice appeals to you, Constant Reader? Do you have a dog?… ...
St. Pat’s Day is ten days past, but I’m only Scotch-Irish, so let’s blame Scots’ legendary stinginess for delaying my share :
Limerick generation is one of my gifts
I admire the rhyme and they’re swift
I dinna have to stand on me head
or spend time in me bed
To provide this one to give thee a lift.… ...
Dang! The ancient stretch cord holding the beads and bangles of a Christmas bracelet broke, and all of the baubles came tumbling down. Just as we headed out to church service on Sunday. My wrist would not be holiday-adorned.
Crunch! I nearly fell as I stepped from the curb into our car to drive away from said service, my heart filled with hope, joy, and love.… ...
This post was written in late February as I awaited a scheduled surgery date. I acted on my faithful friend’s wisdom, that, what the mind doesn’t know, it invents…I sidetracked worry into its own dead end, not allowing it to blight my day or night.… ...