Hi, it’s
Christina –
Somehow I have managed to anger the Facebook gods
again, because my “people who have seen this post” has dropped from the high
two-hundred / low three-hundred range to the under one hundred range. I know it’s
just a ploy to try to get me to pay to boost my page, and I will not get into
how unscrupulous I believe that practice to be because you’ve heard me rant
before, but it still fries my cookies! It just seems a little too coincidental
they always manage to do this to me when I have something I really want my
readers to see – the release of a new book, an event, a sale, a raffle,
whatever. Okay, I’m done.
I’m happy to report, yesterday was very
productive, even with a mid-day distraction. If the next several days can be as
productive, I just might be able to clear my plate by the 30th as
planned. Wouldn’t that be lovely?
Okay, since I want to stay on track, I’m going to
get right into things today. I hope y’all have a fantastic Friday, and happy
writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
Cloud watching…
I’ve
cloud watched for as long as I can remember, even if I cannot remember who got
me started. It’s enjoyable. It’s relaxing. It’s free entertainment. Most
importantly though, it is a spark to the imagination.
I
have no idea how many bunnies or fish or dogs in the sky I have seen over my
lifetime. All were fun, I’m sure, at the time, but they hardly kept a prominent
place in my memory. There have, however, been a few cloud images which I think
I’ll remember for the rest of my life.
When
I was ten years old, I was lying on the grass trying to teach my four year old
cousin the art of cloud watching, when a giant shark cloud ate a ship cloud. The coolest part was my cousin saw it happen as well. Then, when I was fifteen or
sixteen, one mild fall evening, some friends of mine and I were lying on a hill
looking up at the moon and chatting. Slowly the clouds started rolling in, and
one of those moisture rings began to form a glowing circle around the moon.
Within minutes the clouds started to form shapes. It still makes me shiver
remembering the moon completely encircled with skulls.
The
best cloud story to date happened just the other night. I brought the dog out
one last time before I was headed to bed. The moon was full and the clouds were
wispy. Then the most amazing thing happened. One cloud took on the form of a
child’s face, and another took on the form of his arms and hands – fingers and
all. There was an actual look of wonder on the child’s face, and the arms were
outstretched the hands cupped. (Picture hands accepting Communion.) Between the
child’s face and his cupped hands was the full moon.
This
actually happened the other night. I was so mesmerized; I stood outside until
the clouds had completely dissipated. Then I rushed in to tell my husband what
I saw. At one point, the details were so crisp, it looked like a painting. As I
said, you could see the wonder in the child’s face. His hands, you could see
each finger distinctly, and then they cupped and his arms stretched out as if
he was trying to capture the moon in his hands. It was so unexpected and so
beautiful, it really moved me. I doubt I will ever forget the image.
Your Next Challenge is:
The tunnel
stretched on and on…
You have 10 minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.
No comments:
Post a Comment