December 2007

This week’s Sunday Scribblings prompt: “Now and then.”
It seemed as though they had been sitting in the car for hours. The weight of the topic, her son’s expectations, and her responsibilities bore down on her, making her feel as though she could not breathe and tempting her to simply open the car door [...]

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This week’s Writers Island prompt: “Earth”

“Earth to Mom, earth to Mom . . . ” He waved his hand in front of her face in an effort to get her attention.
“What, honey?” she asked as if in a daze, finally turning her attention back to him.
“Don’t you think we should get going? We’re [...]

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This week’s Sunday Scribblings prompt: “Holiday Memories”
Included in: Keeping Christ in Christmas Group Writing Project sponsored by On the Horizon and The Next Step; Carnival of Family Life ~~ Christmas Edition at Colloquium; Carnival of the Vanities at Dodgeblogium; Creative Carnival at Write Anything; Surfer’s Paradise Hullabaloo at The Life and Times . . . [...]

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This Week’s Fiction Friday Theme: What is the skeleton in your character’s closet?
“So how did you do?” Dr. Nolan asked cheerfully, but expectantly.
“Well, I didn’t write the letter.” She had decided while driving to the therapist’s office to be straightforward, direct, and honest about her progress.
“I see,” Dr. Nolan replied matter-of-factly. “Do you [...]

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This week’s Writers Island prompt: “The Moment”
“I was worried about you last night.” Her only child was a typical first-born: Responsible, organized, forthright. She was genuinely sorry that she had concerned him.
“I’m sorry, honey,” she said as she gave him a good morning hug. “I didn’t mean to alarm you. [...]

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This week’s Sunday Scribblings prompt: “Competition”
She didn’t remember ever feeling so exhausted, drained. As she looked out over the dark lake, illuminated only by the moonlight, she realized that she now understood the expression “tired to the bone” because she was convinced that her body had never felt this devoid of energy.
It was, in [...]

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This week’s Writers Island prompt: “The Promise”
How long had she been sitting on the bench overlooking the lake, crying in a way that she had, quite literally, never cried before? When she finally began to compose herself, it was dark.
“Dammit,” she muttered, as she searched her bag for a tissue. She could feel her [...]

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This week’s Sunday Scribblings prompt: “Walk”
The ringing telephone startled her. She had been so deep in thought, remembering that night all those years ago when she first began writing about her life, that it took her a few moments to become acclimated. When she looked down at the blank notepad, she again felt [...]

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