Five Minute Friday
Opportunity in Five Minutes
It’s late, but I love to drift into dreamland from the pages of a book. I roll to my side, curl around my Kindle, tiny reading light spotlighting dark words on the pale gray screen. She watches me from the end of the bed, then steps slow, silent, one foot at a time, across the…
Read MoreHow To Make a Morning Person
It’s 5:30am, and I’m sitting at my laptop in the corner of our family room. Coffee steams on the side table. My dog snores across the room. It is quiet. I have never been a morning person. I also didn’t need quiet the way I do now. Being a parent has driven me to seek…
Read MoreReal or Not Real? ~ Five Minute Friday
“Real or not real?” The lead characters in The Hunger Games resort to asking each other this as they try to sort out what really happened and what was poison-induced hallucination. “Real or not real?” I ask myself as I sit in the intensive care waiting room while our youngest undergoes a procedure. We spent…
Read MoreCommunity: Born in an Airport ~ Five Minute Friday
I scanned the faces in the terminal nervously, looking for a glimpse of the tiny little avatars that streamed by in my Twitter feed. We were about to spend a week with each other, and here was the moment of truth. So many were “well-known” online and I was no-one, and I wondered if I…
Read MoreMolasses Morning (#fiveminutefriday)
It’s been a few weeks since I participated in Five-Minute Friday. Today’s prompt is “light.” If you want to join in, write for five minutes, post, and link up with The Gypsy Mama. *** A small voice breaks through the molasses-thick fog of sleep. “Mom, I had a bad dream.” Awake enough to remember that…
Read MoreThe Yin and Yang of Empty
Today’s Five-Minute-Friday writing prompt is “empty.” I wrote this poem a couple of years ago, and thought of it as soon as I read today’s prompt. Rather than write the same poem again (especially since I woke up with a pounding headache), I dug through my archives to find and share it today. Empty 2am…
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