I wasn’t sure about answering Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt this week. Since moving, time seems always in short supply and the wordcount is high. Moreover, though I rake through my mind, nothing crops up… unlike the weeds in my new garden. I wonder, would Sammi notice my lack of participation? And if she notices, will she forgive me?
I glance out the window at what’s best described as a jungle. I know what’s needed there. Saplings lopped, roots spaded out, weeds teased free: hard work.
But this prompt? Maybe a coffee will tempt Lady Inspiration, the basic requisite.
98 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Requisite
crispina kemp 
Well done Crispina!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome
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It is a high word count that you managed quite adeptly to fulfill (unlike me who was not going to participate but on my drive to work, an idea sprang forth so just maybe…)
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I don’t like high wordcounts. Give me 22 and I’m happy. But I’d already missed the 22. And so…
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From you of all people 😉 But I agree. I love the challenge of the short ones. And, when it comes to Sammi’s challenges, it’s just like yours. There are no limits to when to play so you go get that 22 😉
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Yea, I know I could. But I’m struggling to keep abreast. But I haven’t forgotten. Ink in 22 words
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I’ve given up. I think I have five different posts in my drafts. I can’t seem to get into blogging.
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We all have rhythms and cycles. Different times, different needs, different interests.
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Yes, absolutely.
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🙂
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