Write about: the slippery slope.
I'm not sure that I would go so far as to say that it was ill-advised to go down the slope I was on when I took this picture this morning:
... but it also probably wasn't the best idea in the world. At any rate, I managed to get down to lake level without incident. Although next time I'm pretty sure I'm taking a different route to get there.
Oh, so... that yearlong prompt thing. The 2015 version. I totally hadn't forgotten about it until Greg's comment the other day. Not in the least.
Expect an introduction to this year's literary playground on Wednesday. Written by me again this year, though I'm pretty sure I'd like to alternate starting the story off with you guys. Me first, Greg second, me third... Morganna fourth?
Slower than that!
Let the wind have your hat.
Don't bother stopping to think,
My dear are very clearly on the brink...