So, I’m up for the ultimate challenge.
Can I, a humble Blogger and Social Media Coordinator, come up with
50 000 words in 30 days?
The proof is in the pudding.
There’s a chapter book, lurking in my laptop, that requires an overhaul.
Maybe… but maybe not.
You see, I wrote more a plot line than an actual story. Now, it’s time to write the story.
At the moment, it has been named “The Festival.”
So, fingers crossed, some time in 2020, I’ll be posting about it being published.
Can you be my cheer squad?
Will you support my first ever Nanowrimo?
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A receipt for a banana, rice and a coffee.
Tonight. It was tonight. Tonight when i had the in laws over for dinner.
What to cook?
My sister was a fussy eater and they were really her in laws, not mine. Her little villa was too small to host the larger family we were meeting with. So i had invited everyone to my place.
And with a baby on the way, she had left me to do all the planning and catering.
My sister hated fruit, but i really thought the best desserts all used fruit in them. How to compromise?
These thoughts were running through my head as i stood in the large supermarket, staring at the endless shelves, trying to dream something up.
Suddenly i had it!
I had the compromise!
With more confidence than i felt, i strode to the aisle containing rice, and grabbed a bag. Then i marched to the fresh produce part of the store and picked up a solitary banana.
I’d make rice pudding and put a single banana into the recipe to keep both of us happy.
After paying for it, i stood outside the supermarket for a little bit.
My brother in law, my sister’s husband, rang to say he’d be late in picking me up.
I wandered back into the store.
I needed a coffee!