Ok, so it never really went away BUT I’m just so excited that I have a few contributions from readers and that always makes blue Mondays, happy Mondays.
Wind can stop any time now – Lorraine
I used to pinch, now pluck – Susan Celtic Lady
I believe in love, that’s all – Heather
Count down, how many more days? – Susan Celtic Lady
Sweet, seductive, slippery, sexy – ice cream – Me
And as I like to continue to inspire response from you all, here are some Six Word Memoirs from “the book”. The Six Word Memoirs in this book are written by writers, famous and obscure, which category would you like to be in?
Nothing profound, I just sat around – Daniel Rosenburg
Found true love, married someone else – Bjorn Stromberg
Others left early: he continued looking – Anthony Swoffurd
Shy Jersey kid, overcompensating ever since – Ariel Kaminer
Dad died, mom crazy, me, too. – Moby
After reading that last one, it is the perfect segué to what is the obvious theme for next Monday. Father’s Day is Sunday and I think it would be the perfect time to express our thoughts, feelings, love and emotions around our Dad, Father, Poppy – whatever you call him, please share with us some thing, some memory, some something about Dad. We will publish them all next Monday.
Birthday looming: now I’m really old.
You’re not BUT I am glad you have sent in a 6 word again!! Send me one about your Dad.
Road trip over. Long road ahead.
Boy am I glad you’re back!!! Thought I had lost one of my best writer/reader/friends!
So how about an email bringing me up to date on what you are doing and where??
Will do — fill you in shortly.
Leonard was the best Dad ever.
PLEASE, PLEASE let the fires stop!!
Lorraine,
Thank you for stopping by my blog these past couple of weeks and leaving a Six Word Memoir. Last week you wrote about wind and now fire. It sounds dreadfully ominous, may I ask what state you are in? I certainly hope this disaster is soon under control and you and yours are spared harm and loss.