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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.
I sat looking out the window at the pool. We had it put in about four years ago and the kids had loved it for the first two years. After that it sort of sat unless I went in it, which was fine, I liked to relax and float about.
I guess the time was coming for me to drag out the cover. It wasn’t that is was hard to put on, but it was hard to drag out of the shed without picking up all the dirt and dragging that into the water. I usually had Bill here to help me but he was off with his buddies. I could wait but I started seeing leaves start to fall yesterday and the last thing I want to do is clean out all leaves before all the leaves fell in the pool.
I never knew if I was worth it to run the pump all summer if I was the only enjoying it.Then agian…..
I am not sure I have ever participated in the Weekly Smile but just reading Trent’s post made me smile! Thanks, I would say mission complete!
Anyhow, I have a few things to smile about…First, I picked up my new kitchen cabinets and David and I loaded them into the house. Now for the install….
Second, I was able to leaf blow my entire driveway and the edge of it on only one tank of gas!
Third, Lindsay stopped over Saturday night. I know kids love moving out into the world on their own but there is something to say about not being alone EVER since she was born! Lol! And now I’m supposed to get used to it?
It is nice to think of all the positives. Click on the link under the picture to participate via Trent’s site.
About two weeks ago I took out my brand new, used only once, Stihl backpack leaf blower to blow the leaves on the driveway. It has to be done because the driveway is long and steep and tires slip when the leaves get wet. I won’t even talk about the snow! Anyhow, I blew the driveway, which was the second time this year, and it only took about 45 minutes. Looking at the front lawn I thought to myself, “hmmm, not too many leaves. This shouldn’t take too long.” Three hours later!!!
David bought from a neighbor last week a mulcher that you hook up to the lawn mower tractor and it vacuums up the leaves! He finally got it working last night. He took one loop around the front yard and the whole thing was full! The bin part of this could easily fit two adults sitting down! Thank goodness for this though, because I don’t know how many more times I can blow the front yard….and not all the leaves are down yet!
The image below is from Renate Vanaga at Unsplash.
“Yeah, Marcy, it’s me. I’m parked outside the coffee shop. They are so far up each others’ asses that he doesn’t even notice me parked across the street. What a cheating asshole!…..I know I’m only here for another minute, I want to get a picture. There is no way he is telling me I’m the crazy one……Yeah, well when I have this photo in my hand and his suitcase he can call his new girlfriend for a place to stay!…..Ew, you should see her! The wrinkles! She has to be about ten years older than him, either that or just aged really poorly!….Haha! Right?!?!?!…..Okay, let me get a picture and get out of here before he sees me. Dumb ass. Even I can see my car in the friggin’ reflection! What a scumbag. Well, he’ll have a surprise waiting for him on the front lawn!….Yup, all his shit!…Okay Marcy, I’ll call you later, bye.”