Hi it’s Christina –
Sleep…I need sleep! I don’t get it. I watched my
caffeine yesterday. I triple checked to make sure I had not picked up any
hitchhikers from my yard. I went to bed at a descent hour, and still I tossed
and turned. I don’t like to do it, so I try to avoid it, but I think I’ll need
to take something tonight around nine so I can get a descent night’s sleep.
Because I am only firing
on roughly forty percent brain capacity, I will not even attempt the “blog”
portion of this entry, and I will skip right to the challenges.
Here’s hoping for a good
night’s sleep, so I can begin to function again. I hope you have a terrific day,
and happy writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
You look
up and see an airplane flying really low.
I’ll never forget it. It was
Saturday, September 22nd, 2001, a mere eleven days after that now
infamous September day. In an effort to regain some normalcy in our lives, we
decided to go to Six Flags, Great Adventure in Jackson, New Jersey. We had just
bought a new van, and as a thank you gift from our dealer, he invited us to
Chrysler Day. We got to test drive some new cars, cars with having three kids
we wouldn’t be driving any time soon. The kids were having a good time. People
around us, although still reserved, you could see they were loosening up, a few
even smiled back as opposed to eyeing everyone they passed with suspicion.
We were standing in line to get
on the Buccaneer, when a sound literally silenced the entire crowd. From the
east, a low flying 747, appeared. Everyone stood frozen and watched its
progress across the park. No one spoke, no one moved, and I’m pretty sure not
many even breathed. It was the first flying plane any of us had seen in eleven
days, and we watched in trepidation.
Your Next Challenge is (also
stolen from Tuesday night’s writing group):
Use
the following in a story: You don’t find many old werewolf hunters.
You have ten 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.
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