This week, Elephant’s Child shared 12 prompt words and I managed to encorporate all 12 words (some slightly adapted) into a flash fiction piece entitled “Forgotten”.
Category: Memes & Tags
Happy Easter everyone! I know that this year has been quite different and strange, but I hope you managed to celebrate in some way if Easter is important to you. I’m writing my Sunday Post on a Monday because time has lost all meaning to me.
Words for Wednesday is a weekly meme started by Delores from Under the Porch Light (no longer blogging) a long time ago and it is hosted by various different bloggers. There are a different set of prompts each week, which can be words, phrases, music or an image. What we do with them is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem or treating them with ignore. We can use some or all of the prompts.
We’ve just had our second week of lockdown in the UK and I’m still in fairly good spirits. I went into work to supervise the children of keyworkers on Tuesday, and it was nice to have a change of scene. The rest of the time I’ve been working from home, doing lots of fun activities with my daughter and video calling family and friends. Virtual choir and meditation sessions have been particularly fun.
The IWSG’s focus is on our writers. Each month, from all over the globe, we are a united group sharing our insecurities, our troubles, and our pain. So, in this time when our world is in crisis with the covid-19 pandemic, our optional question this month is: how are things in your world?
This has been my first week of lockdown in the UK, and it hasn’t been all that bad. I’m missing family, but we’ve been able to have some good video chats and I’m messaging people more than ever. I’m trying not to dwell too much on the bad news in the media and focus on the little things that bring me joy.
I hope all my readers are well. It’s been an emotional week to say the least. I’ve had a few tears and I think that’s helped me to release my stress and feel calmer. I read a great Twitter thread that explained how we’re all grieving for the parts of our life that are suspended. That makes sense to me.