This year really is winding down. Somehow writing November instead of October feels so much more end of the year. Which I suppose it is closer by thirty-0ne days, but I think the reason is more that once Thanksgiving prep hits and I start making the pies and sides so I can focus on the turkey come Thursday morning, days start to blur in a mad rush to the end of the year.
But we aren’t there yet. So…
Monday, November 3rd: He stared without blinking.
Tuesday, November 4th: Isn’t it adorable.
Wednesday, November 5th: He opened the medicine cabinet.
Thursday, November 6th: A low moan came from the back room.
Friday, November 7th: Do I even want to ask?
There we have it, our first prompts for November. For now, as always, forget about them until it is time to write. And have a fabulous Friday and wonderful weekend.
Ten til Midnight 