Sandy Supposes....

May's Finish Line

PROMPT May 30th

Congratulations on making it to the last day of the competition! What was your favorite prompt from the last month? What was the most rewarding aspect of participating in the competition? What did you learn?

         

         

         

         

         

         

         

         Oh, how this month has flown by. We bloggers have stumbled to the finish line , still raring to go. Release the celebratory balloons. Let's clap each other on the shoulder and high-five, or fist bump. I don't recall breaking into a sweat, or veering off the course.

          I find myself awaiting ,with bated breath, each day's prompt. Some I greet with enthusiasm and others cause me to scratch my head and stare off into the unseen distance seeking a moment of brilliance, clarity, inspiration. This May my 'thinker' has been exercised, but all the stretching hasn't left me permanently scarred. I believe I still possess some thoughts to be translated into words.

         Did I discover a favourite prompt? Yes, I did, three in fact. The "I used to believe" prompt from May 7th nudged me to be creative and reply in the voice of a housecat dismayed with the Covid-19 quarantine.

         The May 14th prompt re the best or worst letter I ever received or wrote flushed out some wonderful memories shared with my two eldest grandgiggles. For a time, they corresponded with me in the personas of two sister bed-making fairies and I replied to them as a grateful and curious bed owner. I love their imaginations!

          For the May 22nd prompt re music and memories, I wrote from the viewpoint of my British mom-in-law who resided in London during WWII. She still vividly remembers VE Day and the exuberant celebrations in the streets. At long last, after nearly six years of war, the Germans had surrendered and all of England rejoiced. She lived and breathed that historical event.

         I like the spontaneity of replying to a daily prompt. In a short time, I must write something. It's not always polished. It's not always coherent. It's not always my best, but it is an effort, an attempt to express myself.

         I look forward to reading the blogs of my fellow bloggers. I am never disappointed with their writings and I anticipate our shared comments. We all compose with the same alphabet and the same plethora of words, yet we weave them, mold them, contort them, fashion them into unique offerings. This is amazing! Thank you 30 DBC Word Wizards!