#time

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I thought there would be more time.  

Where did it go? The minutes I once spent driving to and from work, to and from school, to and from activities, to and from to and from? How can there be LESS time now?  

At the start of all of this (#pandemic) I had a list of all the things I would do while trapped at home. My introvert soul was fully prepared to embrace the situation and make the best of it – with home projects, and crafting, and baking, and writing. So. Much. Writing! I have blog posts and book ideas stacked up five stories tall in my brain. When I try to sleep at night I end up grabbing my phone and fumbling for my glasses to write down one last idea or sentence that is still tumbling around in my head.  

And here we are, six months later. SIX MONTHS. I have written no books, completed no house projects. This blog is gathering virtual dust. Life has taken on that surreal dual quality of being at once too fast to manage, and also too slow to bear. There is nowhere to go. There is no relief in sight. Every day is Blursday.

I thought there would be more time.  

Sunday Short #5: She Had to Choose

This was my first time using the Writing Challenge app. It was definitely a challenge! The app spits out different writing prompts on timed intervals. I left the interval at 1 minute, and that turned out to be a little too fast for my slow-moving, over-analyzing brain. Which I guess means it’s a good exercise for me. At any rate, I ended up with a poem – not my usual jam – and I did not manage to include the last two prompts. Maybe I’ll come back and do Round 2 on these prompts and aim for a short story . . .

She Had to Choose

She had to choose
How to win, or how to lose
Life is an amusement park
A roller coaster through the dark
A hall of mirrors sometimes fun
Sometimes not . . . so then you run.
Let go
Run fast and true
Run far, run through
Feet pounding, heart pumping
Arms lifting, legs jumping
Splash down and see
That you can float free
Let go
The river is calm
It pulls you along
A gentle, flowing road
Through the green and the gold
And the dark and the light
No day, no night
Let go
No illusion of control
Let go
Let go
Let go.







Sunday Short #4: One Day . . .

If you saw Friday Prompt #4, you know that the writing prompt for this post consisted of just two words: One day. But it also had a visual prompt – those two words repeated with different colored backgrounds and text styles. I like to call them Continue reading

Small Batch Cheesecake Krispie Treats (or, Eat Your Feelings)

I’ve lost track of what day it is, other than is this a work-school-parent-day or a clean-reset-recover-day. I know that some people have never been more productive, more organized, or more motivated to be healthy.

I am not those people. Continue reading

Friday Prompt #4

Today’s prompt is short and sweet, just two words – but it comes in many different flavors. How different would your response be depending on which “flavor” you choose?

I’ll post my response on Sunday, May 3rd!

Friday Prompt #4:

From the C&T recipe archives:
Cocktails in Paradise
S’mores Brownies
Samoa Bars

From the C&T writing archives:
Friday Prompt #2
Friday Prompt #3

Sunday Short #3: Underwater

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Different style and approach for today’s Sunday Short. Tell me, what do you think?

Friday Prompt #3:
Key
Book
Clock
Lock
Flashlight

Underwater

I remember the first time I put my head underwater. The water closed over me and everything went deeply, darkly quiet. The world shrank until Continue reading