Ah my dear word-nerds, I got buried by Snowtober 2011, was without power for 4 days, and then travelled across two state lines to bring home two rescue kittens, one of which I've been nursing back to health (I hope). My daughter, bless her, made me do it and it's been an emotional roller-coaster up in here. Myself? I take a long time with the grief thing, folding in on myself and cherishing memories, so having new kittens while I'm still grieving over our little tortie Maine Coon passing - just pass me the valium and the chocolate.
I'm also limping along with National Novel Writing Month but what with two new babes in the house and catching up on work after a technology wipe-out, I'll be lucky if I hit the halfway mark. How many of you are partaking in the madness this year? Can I get a show of hands?
While I'm getting a show of hands, how many of you are Google+ users? Because they just rolled out pages for businesses and brands and since I've been known to frequent the G+ more than Twitter as of late I set up a Velvet Verbosity page there if you want to get updates.
My pick this week is from Purple Moose:
“It only comes once a year. It’ll be fun.”
Marnie Grimm coaxed Henry into submission. She knew once he got into costume and she got him out the door he’d have a good time. Fright Night was a big deal in their little town. Even they could dress in costume to walk among other town folk.
Marnie was dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, holding a leash attached to a diamond studded collar around Henry’s throat. He wore an old-fashioned nightgown and cap over his furry head.
“Ooooh, Gramma. What big teeth you have!” Marnie crooned seductively into his ear.
In celebration of National Novel Writing Month madness, the prompt this week is not one word, but rather whatever you want to say about:
and what it means to you. Go!