[whoops! today was Friday! and I forgot to lead the world of writers in a rousing little exercise...obsessive-compulsive rituals challenging the chaos outside...]
Write this way, please, your keyboard is waiting...
"I don't want to remember," she said, and closed the door.
That's the sentence for today!
Grunt, splinter, and mutate at your pleasure, we await the words you measure.
Go!
[It was a shard of fractal fiction, tossed on the beach by better writers, waiting for the low ebb of spirits to dash it aground in the sand...but it was words to me!]
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Date: 2008-03-06 02:09 am (UTC)Write this way, please, your keyboard is waiting...
That's the sentence for today!
Grunt, splinter, and mutate at your pleasure, we await the words you measure.
Go!
[It was a shard of fractal fiction, tossed on the beach by better writers, waiting for the low ebb of spirits to dash it aground in the sand...but it was words to me!]
keep those letters pounding!