my dear poets and storytellers. I hope you and your muse are doing well. I’m currently
recovering from an immune system flare up and my muse is just annoyed—she keeps
wanting more than my flesh and bones and I can provide. All right, my muse just
glared at me inside my head, so I shan’t tell you more about her issues (she’s sensitive *cough*).
move on to today’s optional prompt instead: write poetry or prose which includes
the words “storm, ink,
and love”. The
words can be used in any order or form. So, be stormy, have inky thoughts, feel
extra loving and such…
Required: Post the response on your blog. Add
the direct link to your post to Mister Linky. One post per person, please, 369
words maximum (excluding
title), for prose and for poetry.
Optional: You may share an old or a new piece, in
poetry or prose, and you may write to the prompt or to a topic of your choosing.
If you wish to say hello or have any questions, leave a note in the comments
Requested (not compulsory but strongly recommended): Visit
other writers and storytellers. Read their contributions. Share your thoughts
on their words.
for next week, Rommy will invite us to work with the idea of “losing track of time” (the phrase doesn’t have to be used, but the idea should be part of your poetry or prose).