for the Lensday challenge – Peaceful
For some reason I seem not to be able to post the link. Nonetheless, the picture will stay. 🙂
for the Lensday challenge – Peaceful
For some reason I seem not to be able to post the link. Nonetheless, the picture will stay. 🙂
The editors at Trifecta have asked us to introduce ourselves by answering a few questions. Here are my answers. (I did try to hold my snark at bay)
What is your name (real or otherwise)? Today it is Barbara, aka PurpleMoose. I have been called Barbie, sweetie, Mommy/Mom/MOTHER, Gramma and Nana. I am loved by many names
Describe your writing style in three words. Gramma-style, Quick-witted, Old-fashioned
How long have you been writing online? Hmmm – since the internet was invented 🙂
Which, if any, other writing challenges do you participate in? 100 Words by Velvet Verbosity (whom I miss). I also participate in the local Writers Present each year.
Describe one way in which you could improve your writing. I think I am sometimes way too literal, but am trying to get over myself.
What is the best writing advice you’ve ever been given? Keep writing – don’t give up
Who is your favorite author? Whichever one I am reading at the present. I love books – period.
How do you make time to write? I don’t do housework. Ha ha
Give us one word we should consider using as a prompt. ungulate
Direct us to one blog post of yours that we shouldn’t miss reading. Hmmmmm – I sometimes write ‘em and then forget ‘em. I love to tell people about Alaska living, maybe you will get a bit of sense of who I am by reading this one: Starvation
Tough to write about myself, but thanks for asking.
She stood – frozen – those eyes held her against her own will. She couldn’t blink; could only watch mesmerized by the thing in front of her.
“Don’t move, Rachel,†reverberated in her skull.
“So this is how I meet my end, she thought; held in the sway of the grizzly’s glare – afraid to step either right or left – afraid to move at all.â€
Unbidden a tear trickled down her cheek and Rachel felt the tremor of her knees begin.
The standoff seemed to have gone on for hours, but was probably only minutes.
She couldn’t say what happened or why, but just as suddenly as it appeared, the bear disappeared into the brush. Only then did Rachel feel her body relax enough that she could move forward again.
The trail had never seemed so long as today. Rachel was more than thankful to reach her car safely.
“Next time,†she said aloud, “next time I listen to what ‘they’ say and bring a friend or two on my hike.â€
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I started with this being a serpent, but since I live in Alaska I thought it should be a bear. Bears are one very good reason I do NOT wander trails around here. Call me chicken – that’s okay – I can cluck with the best of them.
The Trifecta challenge this week was SWAY, using the third definition.
sway noun \ˈswÄ\
1 : the action or an instance of swaying or of being swayed : an oscillating, fluctuating, or sweeping motion
2 : an inclination or deflection caused by or as if by swaying
3 a : a controlling influence
b : sovereign power : dominion
c : the ability to exercise influence or authority : dominance