The holidays have come and gone, and life is settling into 2020.
All of our Christmas decorations have been taken down and put back into the attic. Mysteriously my little vintage ceramic, lighted Christmas tree and my Sparkle Cinnamon holiday candle were left out of the packing.
“I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.”
New Year Resolutions were made, kept and abandoned. Well, one of them was abandoned, but I can still catch up on that one. One of the others is still underway and the last of them is slogging forward but is more difficult to keep every day because of a certain someone, or someones, sabotaging my efforts despite a total household purge of offending, and resolution-busting, items.
I’ve begun walking in earnest again after years of knee pain and eventual surgery recovery. The going is slow, but the will is strong. Walking was always my time to let my imagination run (pun intended) wild. I would have full-on conversations with myself, plotting storylines. and character development. I’m looking forward to my muse tagging along on my outings again.
A photo hike or two could be thrown in there too.
“I am listening to the wind,
to the voice in the wind telling me
to write it all down. So I do.”
~ Kwame Dawes, Wheels
This week’s word is:
What to do:
Using “muse” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.