All of my dogs are dead.
Last week I got a text from the Ex letting me know that Daisy, the last of our four dogs had died. I hadn’t seen Daisy for over five years, but the news still hit me hard. I suppose it’s the difference between not seeing and never being able to see again.
The Writing Challenge Of Indeterminate Duration – Day 10
How you feel about love these days
Well, love is a many splendored thing, I know that. Some people say love stinks, love is blue or even that they’ve had enough of silly love songs. Maybe they lost that loving feeling and are looking for a new love; so they keep asking Is this love? but all they hear back is That ain’t love.
The Writing Challenge of Indeterminate Duration – Day 7
Ten years from now, you meet up with an old friend you haven’t seen in a decade. Write the conversation you have.
Are you as surprised as I am? This is my seventh post in as many days – who’d-a-thunk? With my recent track record, I was prepared to have blown it sometime around day three. And not to be all sweet and sticky, because I don’t care for that stuff, but all the support I got when I knocked the dust of my blog last week, is what kept me going. So thank you, it means a lot and it helped enormously. Continue reading →
Pucker Up Buttercup 