Another installment of fiction on demand, this time with lines tweeted from Shawn and Jenna. * * * What the fuck did I get myself into? It all started when it started to pour, a summer stroll turned into a summer sprint. Heading for the trees, ducking under the broad sweep of a spruce tree, … More Day 67 – Summer Storm
Utterly lacking in inspiration and figuring that whole run with a sentence thing from yesterday worked so well, I’m trying it again tonight. Got a couple of tweeps to send me a opening line, or two… (click on each of the lines for a link to the contributors’ twitterfeed) * * * The air was … More Day 65 – The Scent of a Woman
Today’s post – a poem: yesterday I walked barefoot in the rain my feet got cold but still I was happy amid a stormy life there is the foot-feel of wet ground and rain between my toes Looking forward to your poetic replies. I’ve missed the sohbet-ing.