memory - I woke up this morning with no memory of who I was.

crabapple - It was a hot summer’s day and we lazed beneath the shade of the old crabapple tree gazing at the sky glittering through the leaves

honestly - They honestly believed I had no chance of succeeding, but I proved them all wrong.

sea - They say the sea reclaims its own but I was determined to hold onto her as long as I could.

affectionate - Saying my father was more affectionate than my mother is like saying a gnat is bigger than a flea.

funk - Violet’s blue funk was so deep it had turned purple.

lightness -

cyborg - “Cyborg 792B you are scheduled for recycling. Report to the Center immediately.”

clay -

fresh -

spider - “When I say I hate spiders, what I mean is I want to crawl out of my skin if one even thinks about touching me.”

musty - With a groan of arthritic hinges and a waft of musty air, I threw back the lid of the ancient trunk.

eternal - Though it took him over a thousand years, he finally found the loophole in eternal damnation.

theater - The boarded, shuttered theater wasn’t dead, it was merely napping, waiting for me to wake it up.

heaven - If the gate locks behind you then heaven is no better than hell.

crisp -

pitch -

eastern - She would come from the Land of the Eastern Sun and that alone caused the kingdom to draw a collective breath and await her arrival.

carnage - If I didn’t get my way, carnage wouldn’t even begin to describe what I would do to them.

I added an extra 15 minutes while I waited for some photos to upload to Flickr. I’m not sure why most of them ended up in the first person since I rarely write in the first person. Maybe my brain just took the shortest route possible because of the time restraint and just used I rather than trying to come up with characters.

Joyce