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If we wait until we are ready, we'll be waiting the rest of our lives

I've set a challenge for my writer self, as discussed yesterday, and more specifically that challenge is to adhere to five posts a week. Of course there will be weeks that 3-4 will be the average and that's okay. It's simply a challenge to me, from me and I will aim to meet the bar I am setting as best I can.

I have set up a few themes for days I am at a loss for any other topic to cover. Call it the many writing practices I have gone through throughout my schooling for writing, but I often have found that a, dare I say, "restriction" actually pushes for more creativity.

Really, this is just to get me going on my consistent mojo. These will most def morph into something else but for now this is the blueprint for days when I want to write but need a little self push. Feel free to join in and use the prompts for any of your days:

Monday: If I could...this is where I challenge myself to be brave. Want to say something? Do something? Then get to it and write it out.

Tuesday: Day of Yum. This day is dedicated to the goodness of life and that is the art of eating, cooking, hosting, planning, meal prepping, etc, etc. A picture of a cupcake will suffice too.

Wednesday w/ a cherry on top: Share something that may just be small scale to me but makes the day extra gratifying. This is a good midweek reminder to be present and aware of the good in the world because quite honestly we got enough bad going on.

Thursday: Tell a Tale: This day is one to share something funny, quirky, completely fictitious, a story of sorts.

Friday: My fashion, my heart: I'd say I have a close relationship with fashion. I'm crazy about it; I like it even on the worst days; it gives me happiness. Really, we're committed to each other in a multitude of ways. We just get each other. So needless to say today is the day we shall be fashion focused around here.

To properly kick off the Wednesday prompt:

This Wednesday's cherry on top is green tea. The stuff is good, man. It rejuvenates my soul and is literally my life line these last few, freezing, very cold, Florida days. Here's to more cherries on top of good health!

Til we meet again,
M

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