50,000 words in November

Inspired by Marquesa (I will, no doubt, learn to despise her as a result) I thought that I would put my name in the hat for this month of torture.

It will, at least, have the positive symptom of keeping me too busy to bore you people with inane and essentially meaningless posts on here.

But here’s the problem. I think I need some sort of pre-prepared basic plot in my head before putting the first word on the page. I have no such plot.

So I am fishing around for ideas.

Does anyone have any plots in their heads that they have been meaning to act upon but have never got around to? And would you like to witness your beautiful project being ruined? If so, I’m your man.

Any ideas more than welcome ….

3 things challenge …. affair, share, after hours

SoCS …. flowers

OK. This is just plain lazy. Sitting here this morning and waiting for the sun and trying to contribute something. Was tickled a little bit by 2 Challenges (above) but too slack to give either of them the attention that they deserve.

Don’t bring me flowers

And expect

Anything

After hours

Bring respect

That we can share

Man and wife

Until then

It is my life

And not your affair

I’ve created such a mess

I am here to confess

There’s no way for me to justify my actions

Though I’m taking all the blame

I cannot supply her name

But I offer you my unreserved retractions

I’ve been missing you so much

You know I pine for your touch

I was parched for your love and for your kindness

I really wasn’t thinking

After she and I’d been drinking

Please forgive me for my temporary blindness

#159

Those of you who have been following my sad entries in writing competitions (yes, both of you) may be startled to hear of an apparent form reversal in the most recent Fiction War event.

The final 15 were selected and somehow (conceivably via a clerical error) my name found its way onto the list.

Go figure.