Friday, December 13, 2013

2 minutes. Go!

Hey, writer-type folks. Every Friday we do a fun free write. Basically, you can write whatever you want in the comments section. You have TWO minutes. Have fun. The more people who play, the more fun it is. So tell a friend. If you have one. If not, tell your enemies. 

Oh shit, I have to do the Friday free write. Don't do it. They'll understand. You're sick. And what, you're gonna disappoint three people? Is it ego or guilt, man? Or a sweet cocktail of the two. All I know is that coughing is like taking a few hard ones to the ribs. And shit's still a little dizzy, which sounds entertaining, but it the absolute opposite.

Oh well, I can do my two minutes. If the settlers could tame this country, if men can climb Everest, if women can give birth - well, I can write two shitty minutes worth of whining before I go back to bed.


  1. To do or not do
    Expectations to be met
    So you just do it

  2. Two days in two minutes. ...Stuck in a lift, a ride on a train
    A mingling crowd under drizzly rain,
    Hog roasts and sausages pancakes and sweets,
    Craft stalls and carols, an abundance of sweets,
    Fairy lights and laughter, wrapped up warm and cozy,
    Hot coffee and egg nog make cheeks pink and rozy,
    A feeling of joy and a moment of peace,
    Happiness has found me, for now at least.


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