EX: Writer’s Toolbox – Popsicle Sticks

First Sentence: There I was, just standing there, when what I wanted to do was forbidden. Non Sequitur: I cheated on my spouse. And it wasn’t the first time. Last Sentence: The day her mother slapped her face.

EX: Writer’s Toolbox – Sixth Sense Cards

Carly went out into the blustery cold, on a late Friday afternoon to check the mailbox. I watched her from my bedroom window on the second floor. I was thankful to have such an advantageous view, as it helped wile away the hours that I was stuck at home doing nothing. I envied Carly, my [...]

Sleepytime Crusade

From the hours of 2pm and 4pm, I suffer from my usual post lunch lethargy. Nothing I do can shake the head nods and the eyelid drifts. Getting up and moving around for a few minutes to get the blood flowing helps for all of a few minutes before I am once again in the [...]

Education going to the dogs

#Start rant# I think it’s a sad state of affairs when you come across a story and the writer totally doesn’t know their geography. I won’t mention who or where the story is, because I don’t want to embarrass them. However, for some background information to the story, it should be pointed out that a [...]