He pushed the save button. It was finally done. He had written a third short story and was toying with the idea of putting one on a blog site. He knew a couple of people who used a blog to share poetry and to air out emotions. He was just interested in stories. He had read a couple of his friends’ blogs and found them entertaining. This was time to decide. He took a sip of his coffee and went to the website his friends used. He did a copy paste of his story. And he pushed the publish button.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – publish
Hannah slowly approached the recliner and hopped into the seat being careful not to drop her crutches. “I can’t believe the doctor won’t let me walk on this for two whole weeks. It really doesn’t even hardly hurt.”
Her Mom turned to her and said, “Now is a good time to work on that blog you wanted to do. You will have plenty of time to tend to it.”
“I might as well, all I can do is just sit here with my feet up. I still don’t know how I managed to break my foot walking across the grass.”
Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #29
She sat at her desk almost giddy. She had gotten an assignment too good to imagine. Her English professor wanted a paper on something she excelled in knowledge of. Ever since she was little, sitting with her grandmother at the sewing machine she had been fascinated with buttons. She began collecting them when she was about ten years old. And she was now eighteen with an esoteric knowledge of new buttons, old buttons, 2H, 4H, shank, metal, leather, and even antique buttons that had value to them. Her first step was to gather her buttons and then begin to write.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – esoteric
This is a mumbles kind of a night. I have been in a flare and I just don’t have much left in me tonight to write about tenacity. My tenacity got up and walked out a long time ago. No, I guess I can’t say that for the plain reason that I am writing this. I will not give up on my writing, even if it is just a stream of consciousness blog, I have the determination to get at least a post a day done. It is good for my mental health to write, help my concentration and keeps my hands moving so they don’t cramp up.
I started out with the intention to write about either of my grandmothers as they were both so like the energizer bunny when setting out on a task. But I miss them both so much I kept getting off track. I then tried a story about a man unhappy at his job after twenty years being tenacious in finding a job he loved to do. But I got tripped up with memories of when I used to work. So, my mumbles post was born.
As my evening meds are making me tired, I wind down and hope that you all have a healthy positive week. (((HUGS)))
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tenacity