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It's my 100th post.

I feel like I should do something special.

so, on a whim...your prompt is this:

Prompt #100: email me at karen(at)karenegreene(dot)com and tell me why you'd like to have a copy of my poetry collection Three Thousand Doors. I will randomly pick a winner and announce next week.

Invisible ink...

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. ~Vladimir Nabokov

Prompt #99: What will you put on that blank page today? Look out your window, look in your front yard...or the back yard. look down the street...start writing about the first thing your eyes land on. poem it. song it. essay it.

Lyrical Inspiration...

Think of some of your favourite songs.

pick 5.

take the first three or four words of each of those 5 songs and use them as a writing prompt.  finish the sentence. write a story. poem. song.

or you can use mine. 

Prompt #98: 1) Give me a second... 2) There's some kind of... 3) We were born before... 4)  You look like... 5) And so it is...

Unfinished...

I have a "problem" people. I tend to have a million ideas.

I act on many. but so many are unfinished projects.

and really, that's not a bad thing. some things need to simmer a bit before we come back to them and bring them full circle.  that's totally okay.

but sometimes, we need to leaf through those thousands of started projects, and pick one to work on and finish.  so that we can pick the next one to work on and finish. and so one. and so on. 

Prompt #97: Do you have a project you've started but haven't finished yet? is today the day? do it.

Monday/Tuesday...can't trust that day

So...around 2:00 this afternoon, I realised I'd missed a day. sigh. I've been doing this Monday blog for nearly two years now.  and I've been consistent. writing every single Monday.

and somehow I lost a day.

I feel terrible.

not that it's the most terrible thing I've ever done, but it sure made me feel guilty like it was one of the most terrible things I've ever done.

Prompt #96: Write about the most terrible thing you've ever done.

We are family...

I'm sitting at my friend Sarah's computer, because I still don't have internet at my new apartment. It's coming this week.

lack of internet certainly has presented a few posting challenges, but I think I've managed to conquer them pretty well.

so...I'm sitting here in Sarah's precious little house, which is currently full of toys and children and noise and television, and adult conversation, and baby cooing. and it is the most blissful cacophony of beautiful noise.

because it is love. surrounding, encompassing, down-to-earth, unconditional. love. her house is always filled with love.

I met Sarah when I went back to college at age 28. she was 18. we hit it off almost immediately. actually, we hit it off when I chose her for my interview partner in our journalism class.

she had super short, hot pink hair, gauges in her ears, tattoos...and I knew she was the one person in the class I really wanted to know.

after that we were pretty much inseparable. Long-lost sisters. so much so that people think we actually share familial blood.

sometimes, we're lucky enough to find those people who are "family" without being blood. and that makes us pretty lucky.

Prompt #95: Write about family. chosen or born to.

a quote is a quote is a quote...but if it inspires...it is bliss

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great. ~ Mark Twain

Find your greatness.  embrace your greatness. never let anyone squash your dream.

go. go. go!

Prompt #94: What did you write this past week? what are you going to write this week? Find a publication for it...submit your work. be brave. be unafraid. Go!