“Dig if you will the picture, of you and I engaged in a kiss. The sweat of your body covers me. Can you my darling, can you picture this?
Dream if you can, a courtyard, an ocean of violets in bloom. Animals strike various poses. They feel the heat, the heat between me and you.
How can you leave me standing alone in a world that’s so cold? Maybe I’m just too demanding. Maybe I’m just like my father, too bold. Maybe you’re just like my mother, she’s never satisfied. Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓻𝔂.”
Good morning, friends! It’s another #1lineWed! Today’s theme is nod, and I chose a line from my current work-in-progress, “The Mink Man”:
“I’ll leave… when you put that thing down,” he nodded toward her shotgun.
“I’ll put it down when you’re gone,” she replied.
Good morning, friends! I’d like to share this quote with you:
ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴩᴇᴏᴩʟᴇ ꜱᴀy ᴛʜᴇy’ᴅ “ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴ yᴏᴜʀ ꜱʜᴏᴇꜱ”, ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟʟy ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜰꜰɪᴄᴜʟᴛ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇy ɪꜱ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ. — Tim Fargo
Good morning friends!
Today’s #1lineWed theme is “back”, and I chose a line from my current work-in-progress, “The Mink Man”:
He heard a funny sound, then a rustling behind him.
𝘜𝘩 𝘰𝘩, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭?
𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴? 𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳!
Hey, friends. I heard this today, and wanted to share it with you as I think it’s very appropriate for our world at the moment:
Questioner: “How should we treat others?”
Responder: “𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸 ‘𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼’.”