A whole lot of shakin’ goin’ on

blue ice

Teeth-chattering, goose-pimply, words dropping like ice cubes from trembling lips, cold. Not cold, nervous energy, enough to air condition a third-world, desert country.

Normally a well-maintained professional, whenever he’s around, I turn into a quivering jellyfish. I can’t speak without stammering or walk without stumbling over a piece of lint on the carpet.

I must come across like a love-struck schoolgirl, incapable of carrying on an adult conversation. I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks. I don’t know what to do with my hands.

Too bad I’m old enough to be his mother.

This week’s challenge is inspired by “I’m Shakin’,” by Jack White

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I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

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