Welcome to GirlieOnTheEdge and Sunday’s prompt word reveal for Six Sentence Stories!
Life. At times causes us to insists we re-evaluate, re-assess, re-group…re-calibrate (“Calibration quantifies and controls errors or uncertainties within measurement processes to an acceptable level.”). Um yes. Getting right on it however, I first wish to extend my apologies to those writers I’ve not been round to read your Sixes. I’m on my way! What a sentiment, that. “on my way”. Where? When? How? Excellent questions we may ask ourselves when we sit to write. It’s a beginning. And so this week once again begins with an invitation to join us in another edition of Six Sentence Stories. New week, new word. Where will you take us? When will we be? Who will be there? It’s challenging. It’s fun. It’s writing a story, poem, new scene/chapter, memoir-ette and sharing it with the world. Six Sentences. That’s it. 6 and only 6 sentences is your challenge. Let’s do this.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 😀
PROMPT WORD: SHELTER
“The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.”
– Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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And the man is all over it! Alright, Paul 😎
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I know you’ve got this one covered, Reena 🙂
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Jenne! I’ve been trying to leave a comment at your Six since last night. Not sure what’s up but your site isn’t loading properly for me.
If you return here, please know I enjoyed your story. So well written. It’s subject matter knows no historical boundary and yet you wrote it such for the reader to fill in that detail.
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I need to catch up too! Heading over there now. Love that quote btw 🙂
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Great prompt…I may show up late 🙂
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Thank you, Zelda 🙂 Unless it’s midnight Saturday, you won’t be late 😉
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Great, thanks! 🙂
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