It’s Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up!

Greetings old friends and new friends, writers and readers, to GirlieOnTheEdge.  We have arrived at that time of the week.. time to post the link for this week’s Six Sentence Story Blog Hop! Whoo-hoo! If you don’t have your Six Sentence Story written or completed as of this writing, not to worry! The link stays open through Tuesday night. Consider this your virtual “Quick Stop”. Drop in any time. You may not run into Dante or Randal, Silent Bob or Jay, but we have just as much fun 😀 Here’s to imagination, camaraderie and creativity, dudes! Read you soon 🙂

Rules of the hop: 
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂


“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.” — Virginia Woolf

teetering on the edge – memos and a cup of jo

“I am not tethered
 nor am I bound
 to living, to walking
 existing without sound
 of happiness, contentment
 nor emotional excess
 it is with foresight
 and vision
 I will taste of success”

Not exactly early morning, am I really awake yet thoughts.  Damn!  When will my cowboy coffee be ready!?  In reality, I scribbled those words in haste while at work last week, standing behind a cash register in a grocery store in a small beach town in East Central FLA. (Cooler sounding than “small beach town on the east coast of Central Florida?)

Lately, I’ve been caught by fleeting feelings of the surreal.  “Cheer up sleepy Jean”.   Surreal.  Like I’m a character in a Clerk(s) like movie or Morgan Freeman’s  film, 10 Items or Less.  An odd little movie.  You know the sort.  You can’t stop watching because it’s like watching a reel from somebody’s life and you just have to see it to the end.  According to someone at an MSN movie site 10 Items or Less is about: 

“An aging Hollywood icon whose fear of failure has caused his once-luminous star to smoulder strikes up an unlikely friendship with an acid-tongued checkout clerk while researching his latest role… Crippled by his own all-consuming fears, the man who was once Hollywood’s hottest icon (Morgan Freeman) is forced to consider a role in a low-budget independent after a series of more lucrative prospects wither away on the vine. When his driver abandons him during a trip to Carson to research his upcoming role, the onetime showbiz supernova strikes up a lively conversation with Scarlet (Paz Vega), an outspoken check-out girl at a Latino community market…”
Huh….clarklike actor meets scottian check out girl….?
[“Whadya want.  It is Wednesday after all, eh? Catch ya next time ’round”]