I’m off to spend some end-of-year quality time with scrub-wearing women and men who’ve taken life-saving to a clinical level. I plan to use the dreaded hurry-up-and-wait time between appointments to craft my last bit of word-yum for 2018.
For me, this year has been all about baring my teeth in the face of trouble and dancing chest-to-chest with chaos. I suspect that whatever I create, today, will be fed by those emotions. Since so many of you have been walking this path with me, I don’t want all the feelings in the story or poem to be mine alone.
So, my Wicked Luvs, in 13 words, leave me a comment telling me what my Muse should add to the story/poem on your behalf.
Read you later. Write you always.
* The piece will be posted on my new blog, Words by Magaly Guerrero.
best 9 from my Instagram word garden