2022

Welcome to the 6 minute challenge!

Today’s prompt is:

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*****For any participants that do NOT like restrictions, please feel free to participate in any way you would like. It is great to read the contributions!****

Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
*Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.

Thank you for participating!

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 02/15/2022

Welcome to the 6 minute challenge!

Today’s prompt is:

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*****For any participants that do NOT like restrictions, please feel free to participate in any way you would like. It is great to read the contributions!****

Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
*Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.

Thank you for participating!

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From my desk: 02/14/2022

Happy Valentine’s Day!

A good friend of mine had her baby on the 3rd. Everyone is healthy and doing well. As soon as she was born I started making, crocheting, a baby blanket. Last night I was doing the edge. I don’t normally trim anything until I am done, but I did this time. I must have cut a piece of yarn that was loose because the blanket split in half, literally. I tried to fix it but the strings were unraveling faster than I could deal with with only two hands. Such a sad deal but today I will start a new blanket! It will be even better.

Last year, on this date, David and I were out shopping for rings…he had just asked me to marry him. Yesterday, the 13th, was the day he asked me and yesterday of this year he bought me the most beautiful orchid! I also received a few other small gifts which was sweet.

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Sunday Poser # 67

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What are your thoughts about Valentine’s Day?

I remember as a kid loving to write everyone’s names on the valentines for school and then taking all mine home to read them. They were all the same, I think it was just to see “how many people liked me” or something. I mean the kids were supposed to give one to every classmate. Sort of pointless.

When my kids were little they weren’t too excited about them but made a fuss about buying the ones that had candy with them. I remember always being a little cheap about it but I think they were happy.

As an adult I always liked to hear “Happy Valentine’s Day” but always felt bad that Bob, my late husband, would want to spend three times the amount on a bunch of roses just because it was the “right thing to do”. I mean he meant well, I know that, but I always felt a little guilty because the price was only high for that one day.

Last year, David proposed the day before Valentine’s Day so we went shopping for wedding rings on Valentine’s Day. Spending the day together is enough for me.

I bought my dad a bunch of stuff for Valentine’s Day…I made a bucket with all these tinsley things, for his apartment. I also gave him a rose that lights up. The rose he put on his walker. He is like a little kid now so I know he loves getting the heart embellished stuff.

I used to buy my kids a gift, I don’t remember if I did every year or not and when I stopped or whatever…The day is really just a commercialized holiday like Halloween. I am thankful if I get something but certainly don’t expect it and don’t want anyone to spend extra just because there is a heart on it.

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The Sunday Whirl

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Come Back

Sitting here I watch the sunset, my glass reflects the glow
The wine is almost finished and I’ve got nowhere to go

My heartbeat’s running rapid as I think about our night
No limit to the love I felt, the timing felt so right

Strings of sun spill upon the sea in trails not hard to see
I wish there was a fairy that could bring you back to me

As tears well up my view begins a fine lacy effect
Time is ticking quickly until the dark of night is set

A stone throws way across the sea will bring you back to me
And at my gate you’ll find my love and know just where to be.

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Weekend Writing Prompt

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Full Definition of capricious https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/capricious

: governed or characterized by caprice : IMPULSIVE, UNPREDICTABLE

Shopping

Capricious am I
I zoom through the store
Needing nothing
Needing more
Finding an aisle
So many clues
Looking for clothing
My next pair of shoes
Gadgets and gizmos
Just nothing that’s broke
You should see my closet
This isn’t a joke
Nothing I need
No money to pay
I’ll be back
Some other day

#stinewriting Blog From my desk

From my desk: 02/11/2022

I have a few questions…

Why does Blogspot not have a like button for their bloggers?
Why do stories come up in my feed that are so old?
After comments on a post there are often “related” sites to check out. One today was a post from 2010, hence my question #2. Okay, that’s not really a question.
If the world were to start spinning backwards would that make the other side of the world a day behind rather than a day ahead?
Where exactly is that line, the longitude I believe, between today and tomorrow?
Is #5 the same question as #4 but worded differently?

Feel free to answer all or none. I just had to get them out of my head!

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Friday Writings #13: 13 Words on the 13th

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bone, night, tell-tale, rhyme, tongue, storm, dirt, moon, chaos, winter, echo, howl, forest.

No Words

There is no bone in the tongue
To hold the howl in a forest
So that the echo is heard in the night.

There is not tell-tale sign
That a storm is brewing
Ready to make chaos of the dirt of the path.

There is no light from the moon
In the cold months of winter
For a poet to find hidden words to rhyme

There is no way out of the darkness
Where the sounds conceal
The thoughts that are uttered in a scream.

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Whirligig 357

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THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Chelsea Piers” by Joseph O. Legaspi: lover, piers, dinner, midsummer, moon, clouds, waves, glitter, sanctuary, danger, silent, plunges

Modern Day Romeo and Juliet

As lovers dine along piers jutting out into the waves
A sanctuary is formed on this midsummer night
Under the moon with no clouds in sight
Stars glitter and glow forming night lights
But danger lurks in the silent waters
For when dinner ends the lovers will plunge
Into the depths below the sea.

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#WRITEPHOTO – Island

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Her Creative Place

She stood, looking at the small island. How could it be that only years before it was her refuge still attached to the rocky shore she loved so much. She remembers sitting out there, as a child, under the willow tree, writing, drawing, and daydreaming about her future. Now the time was here and she was finally able to come back. She wanted to see if she could get that same creative feel if she sat under the tree again. But, to her dismay, there was now a path of water that wove its way between the land and the new island, making it impossible to cross unless wearing shorts and water shoes. She couldn’t remember water even coming up that high but with the rain increasing as a result of global warming, she assumed it happened without anyone even noticing. Maybe she would come back in the summer when the water wouldn’t be so ice cold. Nah, she thought to herself, it took me this long to come back and look what happened. By the time I come back again the whole island will probably be underwater with a dead tree laying on its side, limbs protruding above the surface of the water.

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