Category: Daily Writing Prompt
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The Quiet Gift of Morning…
For me, it has to be the early morning. That lovely, hushed time before the rest of the world decides to get noisy. The birds are having their first chat, the kettle is humming, and the day feels wide open, full of possibility. It’s like the universe hands you a blank sheet of paper and…
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When Life Hands You Chilies…
If you asked me my favorite recipe, I’d probably say Manuel’s mom’s salsa. The woman doesn’t measure a thing, just a roast here, a chop there, and somehow it comes out tasting like bottled sunshine with a side of fire alarm. You don’t eat it so much as survive it, but you’ll still be back…
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Not a Thing, But a Shift…
Now that’s an interesting question. I don’t often get excited about “things” the way most people mean it, new gadgets, a holiday, or whatever is trending. What gets my blood moving is seeing people slowly come to life. Really wake up. People asking questions, even the uncomfortable ones: Why is the world the way it…
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The City I’d Never Build…
Sorry guys, I am on a rant this morning! Definitely got out of bed on the wrong side! 😂 The city of the future? Ha! I wouldn’t design one at all. Why are people living in cities anyway? It’s not natural, it’s by design. A control system, plain and simple. And don’t get me started…
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Mae by Name, Frass by Spirit…
Well, that’s a question with more layers than a trifle! I was named after my Granny Frass, go figure! For those who don’t read my blog, she was my maternal grandmother, a pure salt-of-the-earth legend who now resides beyond the veil. And let me tell you, “beyond the veil” doesn’t mean she’s quiet. Not for…
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Coffee, Chaos & The Occasional Swear…
Oh, I know that sounds awful! But… But here it is! For me, motivation isn’t one-size-fits-all; it shows up in different ways depending on the day. On the brighter side, it’s when I help someone and can see it actually make a difference. There’s a kind of magic in knowing you’ve lifted someone’s spirits or…
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Red Pills, Green Hills, and a Quiet Man…
Top 10 movies? Jaysus, I nearly spat my tea when I read that prompt. I haven’t set foot inside a cinema in donkey’s years! Truth be told, I can’t even remember the last film I watched in an actual theatre. Do they still sell the buckets of popcorn the size of a small child? Or…
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Writing It Out…
Well, I guess I’ve always written in one way or another, though not the way I do now. Back in the day, it was things like employee manuals, business correspondence, and all that serious, structured stuff. Before that, as a teenager, I kept a diary… until my Mam read it. That was the end of…
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Surrounded by Fields, Held by Silence…
Now that’s a loaded question at the moment!But honestly, what I love most is the peace and quiet. I live in a small village at the foot of a mountain. We’ve only got one pub (I rarely go there, lol), and not much else, which probably explains why life moves at its own slow pace…
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When Gratitude Has to Fight Dirty…
I’d like to say gratitude, and honestly, most days, that’s the truth. I can be in the middle of washing dishes, and suddenly I’m grateful for the smell of fresh bread drifting from the oven, or for a friend’s child laughing so hard they hiccup. Gratitude’s like that, it sneaks up on you in the…
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