Every week I seem to have an excuse as to why I never got around to writing Monday’s blog, so hmmm what’s mine this week? Other than exhausted from staying up most of the weekend on Irene watch which threw the household and me into a tizzy not to mention total disorder, I don’t have one.
However, clearly interest in this mental exercise has waned. I’m lucky if I get one contribution a week these days! However, having said that, I am very pleased by the one I did receive because I know it comes from someone who can and does write articulately and am hoping to receive some more from that reader.
Last week I asked for work-related Six Word Memoirs.
I’m off the couch, life blooms – Rachel
I only work for the money – me
And as weekly inspiration here are some Six Word Memoirs from Writers Famous & Obscure by the eponymous book:
Xenophile escapist tumbleweed globetrots, finds self. – Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli
The shit invariably hits the fan – Ashleva Nielsen
Blogging is easy. Writing is hard. – Jennifer Shreve
Quit Uni, have baby, now bored – Sumantha Ng
I fell in love with Charlie – Kristine Allouchery
And he nerded as never before. – Jon Thysell
Well my least favorite weekend of the year is upon us. Labor Day weekend never held any joy for me as it signals the end of summer. I’m sure there are Mommies everywhere thankful that soon the daily structure of a school day will bring some order back into their households. But for me, I just hate to think that the carefree, sun-filled days of July and August are coming to an end. Honestly you’d think I was going back to school or at least to a 9-5 office job and neither of those are true, so I guess these are residual feelings left over from childhood.
Next Monday is the holiday and if you’re all not hot dogging or beaching it up, please send me your thoughts in six words, no more, no less.
Lots of water fell, drowning Vermont
sunshine, cooler days and nights, FALL
God’s gift to us working schmucks.