Photo prompt @ Roger Bultot
”And that’s the house I grew up in. ”
“That’s Grandma’s house? No way .”
“Yes. I spent many happy minutes on the porch with Grandma watching the inquisition from here . What memories…”
“Well , it’s time to get back to our world . You remember where you drew the portal , don’t you?”
The woman with the long blonde hair was jolted out of her reverie by the loud sound of hoofs shaking the grounds around you them. The Holy Roman Empire!
The little girl was dancing around pretending to be a fairy . “Now that’s what I’m talking about! Horsies! ”
“Gwyneth , what have you done ? ”
Join the fun!
And like a celebrity, I'm just like everyone else...
I hope my readers will find my blog relatable to the idiosyncrasies , craziness and flaws that we all have. If you are perfect, I'm sorry and congratulations .This might not be the feeble attempt at a blog for you .PLEASE email me and give me your secret. It will save me a lot writing .
I just read a piece about how my authors “ about me “page is probably boring everyone to death. I apologize but my first claim to fame was in Eighth grade when one of my teachers read a story I had written to the class. I don’t remember what exactly it was about but the first sentence was “Coma. Unconscious. “.
You see where I am going with this. I was an instant star and most likely to write a book .