Lola in a dress.

Aunt Brenda bought Lola this dress last week so I had to put it on her. I don't usually put her in clothes; she has a winter jacket and dresses up for Halloween, but that's about it. I think this dress makes her look like a little lady, but she's really one tough cookie.

Concrete Love

I took this picture on a trip to the park last weekend.

Six Word Tuesday?

I originally wrote this for the Six Word Saturday prompt over at The One-Minute Writer, but have only now gotten around to posting it.

6.20.2009
Heavy artillery unpreparedness, forgotten bulletproof vest

I had the One-Minute Writing of the Day!!!

I am honored to have my piece Stage Fright chosen as the One-Minute Writing of the Day for the Friday Fiction prompt over at The One-Minute Writer. Honestly, words cannot describe how proud I am right now. I have been following this blog for a few months and have come across some really talented writers, so to have the One-Minute Writing of the Day is a great honor to me. Please head over to the site and see the amazing daily writings that people choose to share.

Thanks so much to C. Beth for choosing my piece and thank you to all of those who continue to support my writing efforts. Every comment, email, and visitor is greatly appreciated.

Turning fact into fiction.

It's Friday! Let's celebrate by turning fact into fiction. It's Friday Fiction day over at The One-Minute Writer and today's prompt was to take a true story and write a brief fictional story based on it. Here's mine:

Stage Fright

The bright lights hit his face. It burns. A warm, steady burn so familiar it feels like an old friend. His leg is twitching. He can’t seem to stop it. Nerves, he tells himself. He’s done this a thousand times before, but never like this. Never with her.

She always said she would come, but never did. This time is different. This time she promised. Not just any promise; the cross-my-heart-and-hope-to-die, stick-a-needle-in-my-eye kind of promise that children believe in. And he wanted to believe it.

The anticipation builds. His heart sinks into his stomach. The curtain opens. He scans the crowd.

It has sort of a cliffhanger ending, but I promise in real life the ending was a happy one. I didn't want it to get sappy and I wanted to keep it short. This certainly took over a minute to write, but it was under five.

Hindsight isn't always 20/20...

But in this case it is.

Another great prompt from The One-Minute Writer, http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/

I apologize in advance for the rhyming. I have been challenged by a fellow writer to rhyme more in my pieces. I always think rhyming comes off as being very cliche, but I have accepted the challenge, at least for today. And in this case I think it came off more sappy and crappy than cliche. To be completely honest, I really like the first stanza, but the second is just...YUCK! But hey, it was written in one minute and I was struggling to rhyme; all things considered it isn't horrible. It might be bad or generic, but not horrible. LOL!

20/20

If I could go back
to when all wasn't lost
and tell myself that the price of love
is usually worth the cost

I would save up my pennies
until the day I met you
and cash them in
on a dream come true

It takes discipline. I have none.

Today's writing prompt is Discipline and it's courtesy of http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/, a great site that I like to visit often for inspiration. Scroll down to see what I was able to come up with in one minute :)

In other news: I think I've officially decided to start a blog dedicated to poetry. I say "think" because the only thing really holding me back is what to call it. I have a hard enough time naming my pieces, most of them end up untitled, so this is going to be a tough one. As always, I'm open to suggestions.

Discipline

I used to know how to avoid you
How to pretend you didn’t exist
You filled me up with promises
I tried hard to resist

Once so disciplined
Now I can’t get you out of my head

I missed my chance

It's been a crazy week. I must remember to breathe.

Deep Breath

I fell in love
With the sound of your breath

I’m sure you never noticed

Such calm beauty
I’m going to miss it

Happiness and its Nemesis

A take on the Read Write Poem prompt Opposites Attract. The finished piece is first and the two poems I wrote to complete the prompt follow.

Happiness and its Nemesis

A summer morning
Flesh on flesh
Lemonade dripping from your lips

A hand slowly slipping up my leg
The sun, a witness to our innocence
Fingerprints drawing a path on my skin

I think to myself
I want to live in this moment

Then you whisper in my ear
You are nothing without me

*************************************************

Happiness

A summer morning
Lemonade
Dripping from your lips
The sun, a witness to our innocence

I think to myself
I want to live in this moment

**************************************************

Nemesis

Flesh on flesh
A hand slowly slipping
Up my leg
Fingerprints drawing a path on my skin

Then you whisper in my ear
You are nothing without me

So many ideas, so little time...

Untitled VI

It didn’t take long
For you to become infatuated
With my lips

It didn’t take long
For you to become disenchanted