The exercise:
Use the title of one of The Doors' songs as the topic for your writing today. If one doesn't immediately come to mind, there's a handy listing of them over here. Bonus points for making use of a line or two from your song in your poem or prose.
Back to reno work today. The big accomplishment? We got most of the subfloor put into the living room and kitchen area. We've been waiting a long time to get started on this and it is extremely satisfying. It makes such a difference, it really looks so much better already.
I appear to be getting excited about flooring. There's really no hope for me now, is there?
Day off tomorrow. The schedule calls for a whole lot of sleep and not much else.
Mine:
They say space is real, real quiet. They, whoever they happen to be, must have never set foot on The Crystal Ship.
Well, that's not her real name. The letters on her shiny hull would try to convince you she's called The White Knight. But after a day or two with Captain Crystal Matthews in charge, nobody was calling it anything else.
If the captain is awake and not eating, then she's yelling. A button out of place, a less than spotless shoe, a salute that isn't perfectly crisp - anything can set her off. And if you're caught making a mistake in the course of your actual duties? You've probably got a fifty-fifty chance of being jettisoned from an escape hatch.
Sans escape pod.
And we've got another two years before we reach our destination.
