Hi friends.
I’m sick as a dog from all the travel these past few days, not to mention the cursed pollen counts I encountered in Tallahassee. I am living my life in a haze. Strangely, I woke up early this morning to write anyway, though, and out of it came this writing prompt for all of us. Maybe it surfaced from the churn of five flights and three public events and meeting all those new people at once. Or maybe it simply rose out of something I realized I needed to do for myself.
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Anyway, it came to me in the early morning, in the quiet, with a small dog snoring at my feet. And it hit me hard.
Here’s the assignment:
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