Every day I will write the very beginning of a story, a paragraph or a whole page, without worrying about where it might lead. "Nulla dies sine linea," I hope!
Showing posts with label New Year's Eve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Year's Eve. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
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The New Year's Eve party was a smashing success in that no one died, which was much better than previous years. The clean up was still going to be extensive because of the fights and alcohol poisoning, but, still, guests in Intensive Care were not guests in the morgue, hence the long awaited positive checkmark.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
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It was Merelyn's goal to wake every morning with a positive thought, but as he unglued his right eye's lids with sheer force of will on this, the first morning after his New Year's goal-setting, he could only think how the cat's paws must have tracked in litter to his duvet, and how the smell of cat poop would ruin his taste for breakfast.
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