The End
For shame, I wrote nothing. I read every one. I started at the beginning with good intentions, and then life took over. As it has a tendency to do.
Then the 2nd week of prompts followed with much of a hurry, and, well, it became a thing to peek at it. A curiosity.
Now I find myself at the end of the road, and felt compelled to thank you for your time with them.
Exactly one hundred words, and a start. Perhaps some day I’ll start. When life pauses, and I make room to focus on writing. Until then, silence.
For shame, I wrote nothing. I read every one. I started at the beginning with good intentions, and then life took over. As it has a tendency to do.
Then the 2nd week of prompts followed with much of a hurry, and, well, it became a thing to peek at it. A curiosity.
Now I find myself at the end of the road, and felt compelled to thank you for your time with them.
Exactly one hundred words, and a start. Perhaps some day I’ll start. When life pauses, and I make room to focus on writing. Until then, silence.