So, I’ve been playing around with writing prompts trying break up this never ending bought with writers block. I got a few paragraphs in before the wind in my sails died. I like where my story is heading, just got to find a way to get there. Stay tuned for part 2. PROMPT : Write about a character who can’t laugh. She stands there, toes at the edge. Peering over the cliff. She ponders what the fall will feel like. “Will it make me feel weightless?” She smiles at the thought, for it seems like she has been carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders for far too long. Standing there, eyes closed, arms spread wide open, she begins to lean forward when she hears an unfamiliar voice. “Excuse me, Miss.” His voice was warm, rugged, and frantic. Again, he repeated himself a bit more emphatically, “Excuse me, Miss!” With her eyes still closed, she lowered her arms and turned to face the stranger. She ope
Ramblings on romanticism, my struggle with writer's block, mental and physical health, single motherhood, and life in a nutshell. Life has a way of smacking you in the face when you least expect it. I hope to inspire as I take the path less traveled.