I’m at that age where a new washing machine is an exciting purchase.

My birthday present is the new fence to replace the one that Storm Goretti blew over.

You left me an empty chrysalis of what never was. Yet you expect me to continue when my heart stopped with yours. I will purport to live, not with love, but its afterimage, honed into a weapon I can finally wield. #WriteCBC

Look at the types of holiday, and think what you‘d do on them.

I also found jumping onto Waterstones and searching partial words helped me find the full book title when I was really stuck.

The dragon is relevant for another clue but not this one. Focus on what colour she is wearing.

Can you still see all our incorrect answers? I bet you get so many giggles from those. 🤣

My heart snaps, and I bind it with tape and ribbon, just like the thoughtless gift now open in my lap.
‘It’s wonderful.’
‘I knew you’d love it.’ His kiss is warm, rehearsed.
I pretend to study the gift, my fingers trembling.
I found the ring in your coat. Whose finger does it sparkle on?
#WriteCBC

#sundaylit A3: Which colours regularly crop up in your storytelling? Why is that? 2/2

Here is a sample. Full range color use.

**Snip Konbini Idol**

All around was a clear **blue** sky, and far below were **green** prairies cut by **tan** roads. Houses clustered like prayer beads along them […]

#sundaylit

Colour:

It shimmered, it’s form a wavering mass of colour as though it was enclosed within a soap bubble. Within was a clockwork contraption, looking far too much like a ten-legged spider.

I did not like the look of it, especially the thick legs, the resembled the slightly curved […]