It's a piece I did in response to a writing site I found after watching reddit. There are more of these helpful places, out there.
GAME IS ON
I logged into my account and erased most of my inbox. Full with invitations to this webinar, that conference, this offer, and that classes, my eyes began to droop. Fifty on first, hundred on second, and more consecutively. Fingers having restless syndrome until it suddenly stop. My eyes snapped wide open despite my brain burrowed in. The monitor blurred for a minute before a star. Small yellow star marked the appearance on an invitation which caught my eyes. I never put a star on my email.
GAME IS ON
I logged into my account and erased most of my inbox. Full with invitations to this webinar, that conference, this offer, and that classes, my eyes began to droop. Fifty on first, hundred on second, and more consecutively. Fingers having restless syndrome until it suddenly stop. My eyes snapped wide open despite my brain burrowed in. The monitor blurred for a minute before a star. Small yellow star marked the appearance on an invitation which caught my eyes. I never put a star on my email.
Curious, I clicked it in disregard of my rebelling brain. I spoke to no one, "naah, couldn't be." Lucky for me, naah was the exact outcome. Another invitation, for a game. No! I have long history of rejecting. Ignore, ignore, ignore, block, and another ignore.
Curious, not a friendly companion lured me to enter. The preach from my brain would keep me awake tonight. "Typical epilogue to a thriller, or worse horror." I rebelled and clicked enter. Thus there I was holding my club, ready to par. To Write On Par.
Curious, not a friendly companion lured me to enter. The preach from my brain would keep me awake tonight. "Typical epilogue to a thriller, or worse horror." I rebelled and clicked enter. Thus there I was holding my club, ready to par. To Write On Par.