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What if?

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GB2: Blog on – Week 108: Writing Prompt:  What if?

I’m scrambling to write a 30,000 word novella for a mid-July deadline. The project must be at least 30,000 words.

The novella is a collection of farm girl stories. It’s what I know. It’s what I lived.

One story per page. 120 pages. 120 stories.

So far I’ve written 26,025 words.

What if…I can’t come up with another 3,975 words of farm stories?

What if…I only lived through 26,025 words of farm girl shenanigans?

What if…I take a break and start back later?

talya

Empty Nest

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Our nest is empty. I write.

photo courtesy of morgueFile

talya

6-Word Memoir (assignment at Hemingway-Pfeiffer Creative Writing Retreat)


For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn. – Ernest Hemingway (6 word memoir)

Television

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Yesterday I returned from a one week writer retreat. One week of retreating into my writing with like-minded people. 
No television. 
No traffic.
No laundry.
No cooking.
No responsibility except to write and even that was optional. 
Yesterday I returned with fresh focus and stories to scrawl on paper before they disappear. 
Yesterday I returned to the ATT Uverse man. He worked on our spotty cable connection. “In all my years, I’ve never seen this problem before,” he said. He looked all of twenty-five.
On a Sunday night he worked changing out remotes, checking lines, switching boxes, and adjusting cables while the Spurs handed the second playoff game to the Heat.
This morning as my first cup of coffee brewed, the morning weather forecast resonated into the kitchen.  “Sunny with a high of 95 degrees.” The weatherman’s voice boomed. 
The floor vibrated under my bare feet. 
I never watched one minute of television at my writer retreat.
I never missed it.

“Not only is television annoying, it is distracting from life itself. “
― R.K. Cowles

Food. Farm. Garden. Life.

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