The exercise:
Write four lines of prose about: clinging to power.
The exercise:
Write about: the taxman.
Filing deadline is tomorrow.
Bet you'll never guess what I'm working on tonight...
The exercise:
It's been too long. Write some unfavorable comparisons.
I'll join in. Eventually. I'm bound to catch up on comments at some point.
Right?
The exercise:
Write something that has to do with the number: five.
In utterly unrelated news, Miles turned five today.
He had a good one.The exercise:
I think it's about time for our monthly check-in with the East Wallingford Gazette.
The exercise:
Write two haiku about: back to reality.
Why do Tuesdays after four day weekends suck so much?
I mean, I know why, but like... whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhy?
The exercise:
Write about: a disappearance.
Back to work tomorrow. Sort of already, but it does feel like it's been a decent break.
The exercise:
Write about: the puzzle maker.
Pieces of the puzzle finally starting to fall into place here. Found someone who wants the pavers currently residing in our backyard (we're going to replace them with sod) and I'll be picking up a kitchen cupboard for badly needed extra storage after work on Tuesday.
The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: signs of hope.
Or a lack thereof, as the case may be.
The exercise:
Write four lines of prose about: the Easter Bunny retirement party.
Looks like Fridays are just open season on strange prompts.
The exercise:
Write about a: holiday weekend.
Very much looking forward to this four day weekend.