The exercise:
Write a little about: intentions.
Yesterday I mailed off my first 8x10 photograph prints. One set was headed to my sister in Calgary, another to Vancouver, and the last is on its way across the pond to London.
Here's hoping they all manage to arrive undamaged.
Mine:
"Oh my goodness, Daniels threw that punch with bad intentions!"
"It kinda makes you wonder, doesn't it?"
"It certainly does! Can you imagine if he'd landed that shot? Wilkins very likely would have had his head knocked clean off his shoulders!"
"That's not quite what I meant."
"Oh, of course. Right, you obviously were thinking about the terrifying prospect of having to climb into that ring and face Daniels yourself! That is indeed worthy of a pants change my friend!"
"No, you're still not getting it."
"All right, I give. What were you talking about?"
