It felt like winter this morning. The dull, grey air everywhere. All over me. Instantly sad. I need that damn happy light again. I’m going to write today. After work. In pajamas. Without wine. Must be dry this January. Must read the 6 new books I bought before I buy new books. Have I paid all the bills? I’m still not sure what day it is.
On the news today someone said you’re a psychopath if you wear socks to bed. I agree. ADIDAS. All day I dream about sleep.
That was all I wrote in my journal. Let me do better. Let’s do some prompts.
#4
What’s something you never told your mother/father/brother/sister?
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This one is fun. Come up with 5 book titles. They can be anything. Here are some:
Greengold Manor
She Begins to Sing
Royal Means
The Living Truth
Mouthshutter
See. Easy. Now…you go. Write for 10 mins on one or all of them. Maybe as a jump off point or create a blurb for the book. OR exchange some with a writer friend. Give each other a deadline.
I hope you write. I hope you find a little peace today.
ILYSM
xo
Amy