My prized possession is my forty year old car. … Read More My little white car
Day Nineteen: Don’t Stop the Rockin’ Day Nineteen and I’m already a little tired. Garrett of CoSchedule had once put up a post where he said that frequent posting and regular posting doesn’t necessarily reflect in increased traffic. I’m afraid he’s right. The month of April has been a really busy blogging month where… Read More So is all this Blogging getting me anywhere?
Being evicted in one’s old age is a disturbing experience… Read More Evicted
Day Seventeen: Your Personality on the Page Today’s Prompt: We all have anxieties, worries, and fears. What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears. Today’s Twist: Write this post in a style distinct from your own. Blackness. Darkness. Closing round me, deep inside the tunnel. Slowly. Creeping softly. Reaching out to suffocate:… Read More No Escape
I was getting ready for bed when I realised that my wrist was bare. Didn’t I wear my purple bracelet in the morning? I was quite sure I did and wondered where It was. When did I remove it and where could have kept it?Was it in the jewellery box where I keep my baubles?… Read More A time to lose and a time to find