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Instagram Mini-Fics#fridayreads First read on the left, re-read on the right (except listening to it this time). What are books you like to re-read our want to re-read?"Why is the sky blue," she asked. "Do you want the scientific answer or the poetic one?" her partner responds. "Both." She smiles. "When you look up, the sun catches your eyes before all other things and scatters the light everywhere, sharing their brilliance for all the world to see." #writersofinstagram #bluesky"Those guides, though," he said, laughing, considering their recent hike through the mountains-nestled remains of Machu Picchu. "Right?" she agreed. "Oh look! This random piece of rock is SUPER important." "I wish we had heard why it was important." He leaned into her, casually, without any real intention. They sat closely and comfortably on the train already, but they'd long ago slipped into an easy physical connection. Close enough to say, "let's go on a big vacation together." "You know what's cool?" he said, "This vacation. I've really loved traveling with you." "Yeah, it's worked out really well." She almost joked about trying out for The Amazing Race, but she didn't want to hear him say that was crazy, that it would break them. She wasn't ready for them to be broken, yet. "My parents used to hike all over the place with me and my brother in backpacks," she said instead. "Can you imagine? Hauling us around everywhere like that?" "That would be amazing," he breathed out. "Really?" she asked, turning to him. "Definitely. We'd have the cutest half-American, half-Dutch babies. We'd show them the world," he smiled, without guile, without expectation, and she knew then, they would never be broken. #eavesdropping #writersofinstagramIt works out. Still, rejection stings. #6wordstory #writersofinstagram
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Not to be confused with the Ten Hundred Most Used Words (Science) Challenge, I have been participating in a 100 words in 100 days challenge. Writing friend Natalia opened this up to a group of fellow writers who are all … Continue reading
I thought about titling this “Pushing Through the Wall”, but sometimes, it isn’t a wall. Sometimes it’s sludge. Sometimes it’s those static-clingy things like packing peanuts. Or what feels like super glue. Or… well, I think you see my point. … Continue reading
What kind of relationship do you have with New Year’s Resolutions? How about with people who make them without fail? Or with those who shun them with utter disdain? I am rather ambivalent about the whole thing myself. Probably the … Continue reading