Striking him across the face gave her satisfaction
Which brought all activity in the room to a halt
It caused him to hesitate to react to her attack
Pirouetting away from him, she stormed her way out
Everything had gone to plan. No one would question if she had stolen anything.
*** In honor of those joining me in Nanowrimo as well as authors everywhere ***
When the walls begin to surround you
Reigning in your creativity
It might make you feel claustrophobic
The words stop flowing
Every syllable a struggle
Rendering the process to a halt
Silence becomes the norm
But there is always hope
Look for the sledgehammer in your toolkit
Or maybe even some explosives
Completely shoot everything you have at it
Killing the silence and allowing the words to flow once more
Abdi Mohammed
The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
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Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
The Official Home of Rolli - Author, Cartoonist and Songwriter
Wise. Witchy. Wonderful.
Story world
Never Short On Words 