Image taken March 2014, © jennifer johnpoll,
Today’s writing prompt has been taken over by a photo. Maybe a little bit of writing. Barely a smattering of words strewn across the screen. My hair has been some shade of red for at least the last twentysomething years and I suspect will be some shade of red until it all falls out. Then it will still be red, just removable.
I guess I could have used this post for this prompt. Don’t you love hind-sight? What’s in a name? If you have children, and don’t subscribe to family names, then I’m sure you obsessed over baby […]
I am not a dancer. You know how they say “dance like nobody is watching”? I can’t do that. I am convinced there is always someone watching, analyzing, critiquing my every move. Not only when […]
Some days I am petrified my world will completely and utterly shatter when my husband dies. I know, why the hell am I even worrying about that now? Well, firstly, he’s ten years […]
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