You had your favorite-live-by-TV-show?
I had Dawson’s Creek.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving
I Write To Stop Time
This past August, as the anniversary of my accident passed for the 22nd time, I was, as always, surprised by how much better I felt when 3:05 passes (the actual time of the crash.) After 3:05, I feel like I can breathe easier. I made it. Another year.
“In July of ’13, I told a story using alliterative sentences down each letter of the alphabet. It was a project I gave myself during an utterly long and lonely drive to Tennessee, which dovetailed nicely into a Daily Prompt.
Of course I am referring to my belly button.
Or perhaps I’ll call it a finger pocket, as that is what Wee One has taken to using it for.
Get a beer for this one, friends, ’cause it’s got some stories to it. In 2004, I worked for the Missouri PIRGs (a left wing political action group) and that was a hell of a summer in Sahara’s life. I’m glad I had it, but I’m glad I’ll never have to learn those lessons again.
But, when I left, I made a mix CD for myself and some of my friends from some music we had all shared that touched on some of the warmer memories of that year, and even when I listen to it now, I still remember. I wrote about one of these songs a few weeks ago, but I want to tell you about the rest.
Won’t you come see the melodious highlight memory reel??? /insert wavy back in time lines/
To begin this year’s NaBloPoMo, I am going to do something I’ve never done before: formulate a picture of the person I am trying to reach. Of my typical reader. Of you.
Hi, you.
This is an annual exercise I’ve done since 2014 in which I set goals for myself for the next year. A lot like New Years Resolutions, this is just like a vision board for my next year. In 2014, it was The 36/36 Challenge (36 because I started it late in the year) and last year, it was The 51/51 Challenge (51 because I got it out a week late.)
This one was hard to write, which really surprised me. I had a hard time thinking of new things I want to get into, but that may be because I’m still a new SAHM mother and so involved with the Wee One.
Though I’m getting this one out late in the year, I’m still applying it to all 52 weeks because I have begun doing things in the challenge.
NaBloPoMo is finished, and I successfully published a post every day this month! Even with a baby! I didn’t think I would be able to, but I’m thankful for this month to push me to see what I could do.
We all know how to do something well — write a post that teaches readers how to do something you know and/or love to do.
A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.
Oh humble law building… (You were a law building, right?)
A small rectangular building standing awkwardly on blacktop, I can’t quite imagine that parking lot without it.
To the building, I may have been just another kid on a sky blue 10-speed bike, but that building was my greatest triumph.