Broken hearted, he slowly walked away.
A challenge from Benedict Nicholson. This is a great exercise for writers who wish to be concise! And in that spirit, I’m done!
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Broken hearted, he slowly walked away.
A challenge from Benedict Nicholson. This is a great exercise for writers who wish to be concise! And in that spirit, I’m done!
(Here’s my other workspace!)
I had a killer busy day today, thus I’m getting to this assignment later than I’d hoped! That being said, I really enjoyed perusing the posts in my reader today and reaching out to some folks I hadn’t engaged with before. Blogging 101 has opened up such a great new world, with fellow writers, people journaling their projects and travels, sharing their amazing photographs and their even more amazing stories. Here are 4 of the blogs I visited today:
Kelli Blogs a writer with a great sense of humor and an interesting story to tell. No spoilers, I’ll let you discover for yourself!
Whitney at the OPRF Life who is renovating an old house, I mean SERIOUSLY down to the bare walls renovating! Watching the progress is going to be awesome!
Travel Much? A hilarious account of Olive Ole and her family, from Norway and their adventures in Spain.
RunTroyRun Confessions of a lazy runner, plus pictures!
See you all tomorrow! xo
It’s a rainy day here in southeast Pennsylvania. It’s my day off and for whatever reason, I decided to peruse my old notebooks. Remember when you were young and love seemed as serious as a heart attack? Well, I found a poem I wrote when, just after graduation from high school, I got dumped by a boy I thought I loved.
The dull thudding rain falls softly
As another grey day goes by
I am drowning in misery
And wondering once again, why?
An umbrella shelters the walkers
As they trudge along the street
And I stare out my window, alone and desperate
The kettle whistles on the stove
But I just let it shriek
I’m too far gone, I can’t move
My limbs are growing weak
The empty bottle hits the floor
As I open my slackened hand
And I wonder once again
Why I loved that man