We may not be able to meet in person, but we're still hoping to continue the inspiration and motivation.
At this point I think any plans we have for Open Mic Night or any other events are totally on hold. We may actually have to skip Open Mic this year. We're taking it one day at a time right now.
Writing Prompts:
1. After a long,
hard winter, I couldn't wait to walk in the woods.
2. I was used to
seeing wild animals in my rambles through the conservation area, but nothing
prepared me for what I saw that day.
3. "What's
that, Mommy?" My four-year-old daughter pointed at empty space.
4. I'd been
through some tough times in my life. Accidents, betrayal, loss, you name it.
Something told me this was going to be the worst yet.
5. As he hurried through the dark street, he
hunched against the eyes seeking him. Phantom
fingers brushed his spine, wracking him with shudders.
6. Most people
think of animals as just animals. As a vet, I've learned each one has a
personality as distinct as yours or mine.
7. The whole
world was dancing in the jubilance of spring sunshine. Trees and wildflowers
swayed in the breeze, birds swooped and pirouetted in a mating dance, squirrels
wove arabesques as they chased each other.
8. The warmth of
the sun and a teasing breeze lured me into sailing out of the bay. The forecast
was good weather all weekend, so when a sudden squall pounced like a lion on my
tiny craft, I was unprepared.
9. We spit on our
pinkies and linked them in a solemn vow. We would never tell anyone what we
were about to do, and no matter what happened we would face it together.
10. I have never
told anyone what happened that day, until now. Now that I stare death in the
face, secrecy is not only irrelevant but undesirable. People need to know.
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