I've not blogged for a week, too busy writing other stuff, like turning my unravelling edges blog into a book, it's all about grief and loss and it's been really tough this week ...
... then I started another blog post and I ended up going round in circles but eventually came up with an idea I plan to use another day.
That's the thing with writing sometimes you don't know what you have to say until you write it down.
Sometimes your thoughts run amok, getting ever more tangled and twisted until you smooth out the words into coherent sentences that are more or less grammatically correct.
Well let's blame Angela at Anonymous Legacy for what is about to follow. She posted this obscure picture as her Visual Dare prompt...
All I had to do was write 150 words and after a little while there they were, an exact word count unleashed upon the page with the ominous title Flight of Fancy.
I'm quite pleased with what I have written and I hope they make some kind of sense to you too...
Flight of Fancy
Irrational thoughts flew out of her head like dancers twirling on tiptoes. They rose higher trailing long sleeves behind them that embraced every emotion.
If only she could really let them escape and empty her head of all this noise once and for all but she had to catch them. They were too dangerous to fly free causing havoc in the space that exists between dreams and reality.
“Your thoughts, what you have in your head are precious. They are the elements that make you unique.” That’s what he told her, she had no reason to doubt the gentle cadence of his voice.
She tugged at the threads to pull her thoughts together into some semblance of order.
They billowed like balloons on strings.
She wound all but one back in.
Curiosity she left hanging and she followed it to see where it would take her.