I don’t know why but it always makes me just a little bit happy to see that a month ends on a Friday. It also makes me happy when a month starts on Monday the first. It doesn’t happen often but there is something that just feels all neat and tidy. I’m sure that says something about my internal need for closure of some sort. Not sure what as I have always liked that. So it sort of amuses me that March ends on Friday the 31st. Its a small amusement, but I like it. So shall we see what we are going to wrap up with for the final week of March?
Monday, March 27th: There was no note.
Tuesday, March 28th: The long grass bent in the wind.
Wednesday, March 29th: The secret weighed heavily on his mind.
Thursday, March 30th: You know the risks?
Friday, March 31st: The apples gleamed in the cut crystal bowl.
Okay I can see a couple of sentences practically begging for stories. There are always sentences that you kind of know are going to take some work to tease a story out and others that just sort of seem to spill into a story from the second you see them. It looks like we have a couple of those next week. Won’t that be fun? But until then, we must leave them ignored and chomping at the bit. Next week is their time so it isn’t a long wait. I’m sure the can do it. I’ll see you back her next week for the release of the wild sentences. Until then, have a great Friday and an excellent weekend.
Ten til Midnight 