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Summer mysteries
What did your characters do last summer?
Three of them died, one survived... the 'big bad' might or might not have died, however...
Last summer, he summed and erred.
Ask them; they know.
Some people know where they're going in life. Others find the path to be less clear...
As a child, what did you want to be in life? Is that how it turned out?
As a child, I want to be a doctor. I hope,this will come true.
I’m only 69 years old, I don’t know, I haven’t grown up yet.
*Lightning2* Suddenly Sunday *Lightning2*

Finish this sentence:

         She looked up at the fireworks when suddenly...
She looked up at the fireworks when suddenly the sky opened, and a little green man appeared, hands on his hips and a smile on his face. “Now, I’ve got ya …”
...she glanced down at the ground and saw the shadow crawling toward her.
She saw the great ruiner of all stories walk on Willie. Walk on Willie had a habit of adding useless story plots that went nowhere and move the car George jokes.
When it rains, it pours. Learn to roll with it!
What do you do when the unexpected happens?
Open a Frosty
I do something unexpected in return!
Get on top of it. Good or bad
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What are you reading this weekend?


The Count of Monte Crisco or is that Cristo? *Facepalm*
Everything is obvious: how common sense fails us by Duncan J. Watts.
This weekend, I have been reading The Practice of the Presence of God by Brother Lawrence of the Resurrection and Pain, Parties, Work: Sylvia Plath in New York, Summer 1953 by Elizabeth Winder.
Three Word Thursday

In just three words, give us your best caption for this picture...

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Orange Fish Sale
Wandering along nicely!!!!
Fishes get sober..

Even as they binge on water..
Saturday Sentence...

         Give us a sentence that's exactly seven words.

I can only hit the like button!!!
It's July fifth, no more loud explosions.
Guardian angels sigh when demons reside inside.
A newsletter about fruit...actually, about writing what is fresh on your mind.
What do you do with your unfinished work?