For those of you who journal or otherwise enjoy writing, here are a few prompts for you:
* A ribbon of sweat ran down his throat . . .
* On a dawn soft and gentle . . .
* I have tried to forget . . .
* There is no such thing as freedom of thought.
Another week has flown by. Tomorrow I've got errands to run: drive to Suffolk to deliver a gift to my neice, Kristina; take my father to the bank for an explanation of why he's been charged a $20 "Service fee" on an account which is supposed to be free of fees. Then the usual household stuff. If all goes well, I plan to post a lesson on clustering for those of you who may not have heard of this technique for breaking writer's block.
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