I should be blogging in a normal routine as I have in the past. I'm not. Know why?
It's really hot! My a/c broke and the act of typing is enough to cause the heat from my fingers flying over the keyboard to affect the entire living room.
I'm very busy in my word documents! Yes, that contradicts statement number one. I'm READING my word document.....
Big Brother's new season has begun and it's crucial research to my current WIP.
After dropping my children off with their grandparents, I've suffered post traumatic stress disorder.
I didn't say they were good excuses....
So, to make up for it, let's do a story chain!! Leave your lines after mine in the comments and the next person can add and so forth. Just a little entertainment for us so we don't melt in the summer sun. I'll post the story in its entirety on Monday, July 19th!
Marcus thought about the past two weeks as he sat on the well-worn bench. He shook his head back and forth. The words of his mother echoed in his mind.
"Three months is all I have, Marcus. Make it count."
........(your turn!)
He raked his hand through his hair and rolled his eyes. Sheesh! You would have thought his mother was dying, but no. She had three months until she returned to her home in Germany and she expected him to spend copious amounts of time with her until then.
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