Thursday, October 12, 2006

One in the Eye

Bugger, woke with a nasty sore red right eye, almost closed.

Not a happy bunny. I should post 25 miserable prompts.

But I WILL keep the writing run going, see if I can't get past a daily average for the month of 1,500 a day.

Here are the prompts

I Look Out For Ed Wolfe


His Son in His Arms, Alight, Aloft

Telephone for God? Is God Here?

Ich Bie ein Berliner


One day, before or after forty-two, I became a lomg-distance runner.


It was December, late autumn, rather than winter.

A Small Pile of Shakespeare's Shit


Howard filled his glass again and gulped it down

Xmas in Chesepeake Bay


The myriad of fixed stars continued

Test-Tube Parent

Nothing remains but to fight


Jealous Husband Returns in Form of a parrot


The Incredible Appearing Man

The Forgotten

Sing Like That for ME!

All Shall Love Me and Despair

The Memorial Held BEFORE the War

I wave when he clears the drive


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