In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Green-Eyed Monster.”
I couldn’t really pull a green-eyed-monster out of the hat this morning so I decided to throw caution to wind and free write for 20 minutes.
And away we go! Twenty minutes here I come. I will eat you up like a ice cream cone in the summer. I’m sure I’ll devour you so fast I’ll have the biggest brain freeze this side of the North Pole.
So what to write? Hell if I know and besides that’s not the point. It doesn’t matter a hoot and a holler what the damn words scream from the page. No. The point with exercise is just to write like a mad woman. I think I could be a damn good mad women. Heck I’d probably even win an Academy Award, because in truth I’m already half way there…to madness, I mean. The mad-hatter has nothing on me!
Oh damn…there goes my phone. The question is: should I continue this pointless exercise or answer the phone. Oh well…problem solved. By the time it took me to write that last sentence my phone began to sleep as quiet as a baby. Thank God….this is an exercise of thoughtlessness. No smarts required to fill a page with ink letters. Crap if I were so inclined I could just hold down one key for 2o minutes. For instance…lets say my left pinkie suddenly put on tons and weight and for the life of itself it fell and couldn’t get up. His/Her fall would look something like this: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Well there you have it. It doesn’t pay to gain weight too fast, because if you do you’ll get stuck in a rut just like the little “a” above. I should have seen that one coming. I’ve been stuck in rut for a while (about 2 years now) Been gaining weight on a steady basis since the death of my mom. I know….I know…it sounds as if I’m using that as a crutch! BUT it’s the God honest truth. Before her death I was on a downward spiral but in a good way. I was loosing weight and training to run in a 1/2 marathon and then it happened, she died. I felt as if something inside of me went with her into that casket. I remember when they started tucking the cloth inside the rim of the casket and I knew what was next. They would shut my mom in a box of darkness. I couldn’t help it…I cried and had to turn away because I just couldn’t watch them do it. I must have looked too long because some of me is still trapped in that darkness. Like a blind person it is pressing it’s hands against the walls and trying it’s best to escape.
My 20 minutes are up.
Going to answer the phone.
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Hi Lisa! Please have Corinne email me. My husband John and I miss her so much, and care about her deeply. Thank you so much – Cheryl
Hey Cheryl!! I will definitely get her to call! Her Dad is being put in a nursing home, so may be a few days. Email your phone number to me at firstname.lastname@example.org I misplaced the paper with your number…so glad you reached out to us! 🙂
Love your postings by the way!
Awww…thank you so much Cheryl!! That means the world to me!
So glad to hear! It’s great reading someone’s writings. You should write a novel you know, you have the knack! I will send you our phone number for Corinne. Our best wishes and love for her and her father.
Thank you so much, Cheryl! Your kind words mean more than you know! I love writing…always have since a little girl. Hopefully one day I’ll have the courage to write that novel. 🙂
I also lost my mother recently. It is very hard to endure. This past week we also lost our beloved calico cat Peeka. But, we had surprises from our kids coming to visit and going to their graduations. That made for a really emotional week! Take care – Cheryl
Oh Cheryl, I’m so sorry to hear about your Mom. My Mom passed 2 years ago and it still hurts…I think of her everyday. Corinne and I will be sending up prayers for you. ❤ Also sorry to hear about Peeka. Congrats on the graduations of your children!! Thinking about you.