//WERBUNG// Weekend❤️ was macht ihr schönes Habt ihr was tolles geplant Die letzten warmen Tage habe ich richtig genossen. Ich würde sagen der Oktober ist/war grandios! 🍂🍃🍁🌾🌿💚
Heute Abend geht es auf ein Konzert von @leopold.music 💕 ich bin gespannt und ihr könnt natürlich alles über meine #Story mitverfolgen!
שבת | בתים מבפנים 2018
ירושלים. עוד ב #story
בזמן שהתור למלון וילה בראון התעכב, המשכנו לסמטת רחוב אתיופיה שם נמצאת הכנסיה האתיופית. באותם רגעים יצאו משם חוגגים של חתונה אתיופית לבושים בבגדי המסורת שלהם. .
As I drove down I-59 to New Orleans, I noticed scattered clusters of Queen Anne’s Lace—a sign that sustained cooler temperatures have yet to arrive. Their round, white heads peered over the dry grass in the median on the outskirts of Birmingham. But four hours later, the patches of wild, deep yellow swamp daisies captured my gaze as we left Mississippi and entered Louisiana. A bright sign aflame that autumn is, in fact, here.
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What is something you are waiting for that seems to be late but might be right on time
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Also, take a few minutes to record an ordinary moment from today because our ordinary moments matter. I’d love for you to share your ordinary moment in the comments below. Or you can submit a few sentences about one of your ordinary moments and I’ll write a Days of Being entry to post online. If you’d like to participate, DM me or email me at [email protected]charlottedonlon.com.
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Days of Being is a micro-memoir and micro-story project exploring memories and moments from our ordinary days. Multiple years are represented within the project celebrating what Madeleine L’Engle once said: “I am still every age that I have been.” Today’s micro-memoir is from one of my October 19s.
#daysofbeing #daysofbeingstories #story #flashCNF #microstories #micromemoir
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
...and my latest short story is out on Tales by Mimi blog. LIFELESS... #excerpt
...Maria had never been to a night event and I was determined to make sure she did that before leaving the four walls of the university. She was unmoving; her defenses were unbreakable. Then it was the week of my birthday and that was the only shot I had. It was an afterthought and it seemed like a really smart thought then, I remember how broadly I had grinned at my brilliance and the luck to have my birthday fall within that period. Now as I think back, I really wish I had not been so brilliant. I wish I had not been so determined to take her out. Maybe, it was being in the wrong place at the wrong time; maybe, it was just fate; maybe, it was a coincidence; too many maybes. The point is, I regret every single moment now and wish somehow I had not emotionally blackmailed her into bringing down the fences she had built around her for more than four years. Maybe things would still be normal, just maybe... Visit link in bio for the complete story...from your never a disappointing M. E. N.
#story, #prosefiction, #friends, #fate, #regret, #guilt, #talesbymimi