Writer of tomorrow (July 25th)

Peonies were her favorite flowers. She always wanted some near her desk, they helped her imagination. On difficult days, she scrutinized them, tried to print them in her memory, and then went to bed. Her dreams would be marvelous and she’d finally have something to write. But her memory always failed her in the morning. Fog stuck in her brain, blood pounding in her temples, she’d crave for sugar, prepare breakfast, place it on a tray. Her eyes would linger on her notepad has she walk by her desk. She’d head to the couch, watch TV and forget to write.

This post is an answer to today’s writing prompt on the Dailypost blog : Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda.

This story is a part of my summer writing challenge : writing a 100 word story everyday, the 17th installment. It is a reference to what Chris Baty wrote in his book No Plot No Problem. 

You can read all the details of my challenge and my reasons for doing it (and not CampNaNoWriMo) here.

I hope you will like today’s story and please do not hesitate to leave a comment.

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