Huh. Killed the thread.
Here's a 100-worder:
Golden Gate Avenue
Our house is a place of consonance and dissonance.
The furnace is in the attic; the vents are above ours heads. In the high-ceilinged kitchen, hanging off racks, All-Clad pots bang gently and musically together when the heat's on.
The Maytag is in the basement, below ground level; the spin of the washer is often drowned out by the sump pump.
The kitchen's main room has a window, looking out at another room. The cats stare at each other through it, indoors all.
Home is lemon bread baking, and Nic dozing on the sofa, and guitars waiting to be played.
I like both of those, Deb.
I, too, am stuck with a drabble I just can't prune. It's over, but for once I don't really care. There's no way I can make it fit, because as it is, it fits my heart and that's all that matters.
Inspired by, but not attached to, picture #3.
Summer in December
For many years after I joined the Navy, everywhere I lived seemed to be inhabited by palm trees and bright tropical plants. It didn’t take long to call these places home. “Summer” in December became second nature, I didn’t look twice.
Except once. Christmas south of the equator actually is in summer. That year it felt wrong. The way knowing my brother was home, dying of cancer, was wrong. I cried salt tears into the endless salt waters of the ocean on Christmas Day. My wings were clipped and all I wanted was to fly. Fly like a bird, back to its breeding grounds, back to the nest, back home. Where, maybe by just being there, everything would become right, again.
Heh. My horoscope for the month:
Do you aspire to publish your work in book or magazine form? This same full moon, May 23, just might give you the break you need. It would be worthwhile to send a query letter to the publication you are interested in early in the month, because the full moon will bring closure to this question. It's one of your best moments of the year to find out if you have what it takes to get published.
I better get crackin' on the rest.
I'm taking time off at the end of the month to hopefully get it mostly done and out for editing.
Whew!
It's almost real!
Allyson, that sounds like a mandate, if I've ever heard one. Better do it.
Aimee, you should be in here, all the time.
Thanks, Cindy. I am usually in lurker mode in here cause, well, still a little shy. :)
still a little shy. :)
Who are you and what have you done with Aimee?
Hee, just kidding. I felt the same way when I first started posting here, which I think was only about 3 months ago. It didn't take me very long to realize that being in here only makes my writing better. There's so much experience here to draw from when you need help. And I don't think you need a whole heck of a lot of help. Your drabbles have been exquisite.
Thank you, Sail. One day, I mightn't feel so intimidated (for lack of a better word) and post a bit of my novel in here.
I only re-started writing a bit ago and the drabbles are wonderful for me (Thanks, Steph).
Writing is good. Writing is our friend. Or, anyway, it's sure as hell my friend - it keeps me sane.
I am nodding like a fiend over Sail's, but jumping up and down over Allyson's horoscope, because, well, yes.
