“She was the woman of my dreams, but she existed.” #writing

I want the bottle labeled “Fake”. Or maybe I’m confused and this is sponsored by a soccer team. #marketing

“The customs agent frowned up at me. It must have been part of their training. All the others had similar expressions. He grudgingly grumbled a single word. Visa? The sweat on my brow trickled into my eye. I managed to croak, ‘No. Mastercard.’” #writing #throwawayline

Thanksgiving (U.S.) is next week. I’ll do my usual thing.

“He had never drunk whiskey out of a woman’s shoe. He had gotten drunk. He had discovered that Crocs™ hold a lot of liquor.” #writing

“They were old. They were ignored. They were dangerous.” #writing

Sometimes you have to dance into the absurd when no one will dance with you. #life

Dehydrated watermelon. Is that just a normal melon?

“He was a man in the morning and Mennonite.” #writing #throwawayline

I know the next few bullet points I need to tackle in my story. Not that I have an outline; I don’t. Now, I just need to figure out how I’m going to tackle them. #writing #coinsofdestiny2

“She wrapped me around her finger. That’s when I knew I was a snake.” #writing

OK. Today was a decent writing day. I’m over 60K words. #writing #nanowrimo

My parents sent me to camp. They didn’t tell me there would be bears or that they didn’t expect me to come home.

When traveling and staying in a hotel, does your family use a secret knock?

Struggling without success could mean you are struggling against success. #life

Time for a break. I’m contemplating food as well.

Uses of Board - #writing #language

The humble wooden plank, or board, has played a very important part in the history of the English language: — board games. Games played or scribbled on a board. — chairman of the board/board of directors. The most important person sat next to the fire at the board (table) from which people ate and …

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“God sent his son to you to deliver a message. You owe $3.27 for postage.” #writing #throwawayline

“He was old. He was flatulent. He walked with the help of cane. He had named it Michael. He was able to club his brother to death with it.” #writing #throwawayline

Observed: “His posture was such that he became a question mark when he walked.” #writing #character

“The older you get, the more people begin to look alike.You tend to focus on the commonalities rather than the uniquenesses. Old age blurs the lines.” #writing

“He lived in the shadows. The furnishings were all second-hand, but they were comfortable. It was perfect apart from the noisy neighbors who lived in the darkness.” #writing

The story is moving along nicely. I have an urge to do some coding, but this being November, it’s dedicated to writing and pretty much nothing else worthwhile apart from breathing, sleeping, and occasionally eating.