::hides Mistral's Kiss under sofa cushion::
Nothing to see here, move along.
'War Stories'
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
::hides Mistral's Kiss under sofa cushion::
Nothing to see here, move along.
For brand-new challenge:
Resolutions
She wished the coming new year didn’t fill her heart and mind with impossible plans. This was the year that she was going to be stylish, organized, productive and, somehow, speak French. Even though Spanish was the language she studied, and the way she used the words made the native speakers giggle in their hands.It wasn’t French she really wanted anyway, not the halting attempts at expression or the mess of conjugation, but that sense of herself as someone accomplished.Instead, she wakes up every day disappointed to see the same face in the mirror and stepping around the piles, part one of cleaning out the closet, still unfinished.
Wow, erika, you wrote about me. (Except it was German, not Spanish.)
Sharp.
Thanks...I've noticed resolution skills have little to do with actually doing whatever I've resolved, more about what it adds to my reflection or self-perception to be a "woman who...". Maybe that's why they don't work.
Wow, erika! You're right on target with that one.
That was gorgeous, erika. That one hit home and hit hard.
New drabble time!
Challenge #139 (brand-new) is now closed.
Because we haven't done them in a while (thanks, Lee!) challenge #140 is pictures from the Look at Me website. Drabble about any or all of them, and please mention which picture it is so that people can go back and look at it if they'd like.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten.
Number 10 [link]
Aunt Beulah was always so proud when people said she looked like Mamie Eisenhower. She took special care when she and the girls went off to the State Championship. But she refused to do what Edna and Katie advised.
"We're a bowling team, not a tea cotillion! I am not wearing pearls with my bowling shirt!"
It just killed Edna that the sport she loved forced her to associate with women like Beulah. "Ever since the war, standards slipping everywhere."
Still, when Beulah brought in the tournament winning split, Edna was the first to jump up and fling her arms around her.
Number Five [link]
In what was to become a familiar and shocking scene repeated around the world, the witnesses of the attack said there was no warning that the family automobile was about awaken to violent life. If the reader looks closely, this photo taken just minutes before the attack shows the now-recognizable warning signs of the car headlamps developing pupils and the front grill transforming into a toothy maw of destruction.