NaBloPoMo Day 5

Take a subject you’re familiar with and imagine it as three photos in a sequence. Tackle the subject by describing those three shots. Photo 1 There she sits at a work desk. Laptop open on Word document, blank screen. Fingers poised over keyboard. Gazing out windows opposite, curtains drawn to either side. Spots of grime … More NaBloPoMo Day 5

NaBloPoMo Day 4

You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go! Flowers, sunshine, bubble baths, dessert, books, stand-up comics, lingering at table after meals, big fluffy beds, laughter, wine, deep sleep and any substance or person legal or … More NaBloPoMo Day 4

NaBloPoMo Day 3

Write a letter to yourself in 20 years. Didn’t I tell you to stop eating meat? Now look at you. And what did we agree about all that salt? You’ve turned into a walking talking piece of jerky. At least you’ve finally learned how to dress, you stylishly-short-haired cougar you. And all your kids love … More NaBloPoMo Day 3

NaBloPoMo Day 2

Write a letter to your 14-year old self. Tomorrow, write a letter to yourself in 20 years. Dear 14 year old Rebka, You don’t realize it now, but you have just gotten plunged into a world that is so much more than the R.Kelly and SWV and Beavis and Butthead that you’re so obsessed with … More NaBloPoMo Day 2

NoBloPoMo Day 1

November 1st starts off National Blog Posting Month. My objective: write a daily post based on the new writing prompts that go up on The Daily Post every weekday at 11am. As for the weekends, I guess I’ll just have to come up with my own randomness. It being November 2 today, I’m already late … More NoBloPoMo Day 1

Memory Lane

Today, in commemoration of  Austrian National Day which also happens to be when, twenty years ago, I unsuspectingly stepped aboard this vehicule de transport… and set off an adventure beyond my wildest imaginations – one that continues to this day – I offer up this little attempt at immortality which I penned thirteen years into said … More Memory Lane

Catching Spirit

So here I am with my birthday suit on under my store-bought outfit, having spent the better part of the day wearing just the former and contemplating how, when I was little, my parents had a house, a car, two children, jobs in offices with other people and even some honorary pets that cruised in … More Catching Spirit