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Happiness – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

As he stood at the altar and watched her walk down the aisle, she beamed a smile at him and he smiled back and wondered, not for the first time, what he’d done to deserve such happiness.

 

 

 

This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “happiness”:

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2018/06/19/tuesdayuseitinasentence-happiness/

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No Reservations – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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He sat at the restaurant’s table and swirled the wine in his glass. As he waited for her, his mind drifted back to the conversation he’d had earlier that afternoon with his best friend.

He had been getting ready when Mark had called, and they talked as he got dressed.

“So where are you and Lidia going?” Mark had asked.

“I got us reservations for 5:00 at Michel’s.”

“Wow! You’re really going all out for this, aren’t you?”

“You know it.”

“Really going to do it, huh? No second thoughts? No reservations about your decision?”

“Nope. None at all.”

“Well, good luck, man. I hope it goes well for you.”

“Thanks, buddy.”

He gazed pensively into the wine in his glass. Am I really sure about this? he thought despite what he’d told Mark. I’m not making a mistake, am I?

Lidia walked up to the table, escorted by a waiter, and sat down across from him with a big grin on her beautiful face, and any doubts he had about his decision evaporated.

No reservations at all, he thought with a grin of his own as he slowly began to slide the ring box from his pants pocket.


This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “reservation”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 16/18


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Demotivational Posters for Writers

Tara Sparling writes

Following on from last week’s post, which made us all envision a team of fresh-faced enthusiastic writers, chucked into the lion’s den that is a London hedge fund, I found myself wondering what their office would be like.

Would it be a triumph of modernist minimalism, all glass and chrome, with the odd adornment of bamboo? Or would it be a throwback, stuck somewhere around 1997, festooned with greys and beiges, with undeniably depressing motivational posters adding to the gloom?

And then I thought – this hedge fund seems to have thought things through quite a lot already. They have the psychometric tests all lined up and ready to go. Mightn’t they be more likely to go for something a little less obvious?

Of course they would.

I therefore now present to you – the Demotivational Posters of the Hedge Fund Writers’ Office.

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The trouble with using long words…Stephen King QUOTES FOR WRITERS (and people who like quotes)

BRIDGET WHELAN writer

embarrassed boyOne of the really bad things you can do to your writing is to dress up the vocabulary, working for long words because you’re maybe a little bit ashamed of your short ones. This is like dressing up a household pet in evening clothes. The pet is embarrassed, and the person who committed this act of premeditated cuteness should be even more embarrassed.
Stephen King

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You Might Be an English Teacher If…

Accidentally Inspired

Does anything contribute to sudden discomfort and fits of blinking into the middle distance than a poorly-placed bit of punctuation?

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What the hell does “daily” mean? If it’s sliced everyday, you don’t put “daily” in scare-quotes like that!

Who is the guy who writes the copy that goes on the packaging? Where is their copy editor? Do these people realize just how much strife they’ve caused me? It’s 5:45 in the morning, I’m trying to make a sandwich to send my kid off to school, and now my sleep-addled brain is burning out its tires trying to puzzle out just why in the name of all that’s holy the word “daily” isn’t just the word daily there.

Is it more-or-less daily? Like, some days they slice it, some days they don’t, but on the average, they slice it every day? Or is it “daily” as in taking place on…

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