Writing Prompt: Finish the potato salad story
I dove face down into the potato salad and…
You finish the story.
I dove face down into the potato salad and…
You finish the story.
I’ll be going to San Marcos, Texas next week to participate in the LAND FULL OF STORIES conference presented by the STORY CIRCLES network. The theme for the conference is PLACE and that’s what pulled me to respond to a call of papers. I’m honored to be chosen to present a break-out session there. My…
Rhonda Esakov is a sister member of Story Circle Network. I met her when we both belonged to an SCN online support group. You can read her Story Circle Network reviews online. She’s kindly responded to my call for April poems. Here’s her introduction to “The Sparrow,” which she refers to as “my little novice…
by Billy Collins from The Apple that Astonished Paris During my Poem-of-the-Day series on Riehlife we’ll have a mixture of named poets & others just like the rest of us. My friend Stephanie Farrow in Albuquerque, New Mexico chooses the Big Name Poets. She sends her picks out via email every day. I’ll be scooping…
Dear Readers, This message and poem comes from our Man in Pakistan, Ernest Dempsey, who edits Recovering the Self among many other writing contributions. Ernest asked me to post it on Riehlife. That way all my regular readers can enjoy it while Ernest also will send the link his writing world buddies shortly before New…
I just went back in my blog archives to find out…when did I really start blogging? Here’s what I dredged up from the deep:
I met Susan Ollar eons ago it seems, at a Rigpa Tibetan Buddhist retreat. We spent the summer together at Lerab Ling in France. Since then we have become Sangha Sisters. Susan marked her 60th birthday this April. Pondering what to do about it, she decided to celebrate. Susan recalled a conversation of ours. I’d…
I dove face down into the potato salad and…opened my mouth like there was no tomorrow, hoping I’d be the one to win the contest with my hands tied behind my back.
II dove face down in the potato salad and emerged with pickles for ears and an onion nose. So I hear sweetly and smell loudly.
I dove face down into the potato salad and swam around the potato boulders until I found a piece of celery to use as a raft. Then I floated along the mayonnaise, in quest of the perfect pickle, while great clouds of mustard swirled overhead.
I dove face down into the potato salad so that no one else would partake, and all would leave me free to search for my diamond engagement ring; Mama said there’d be days like this…………
i dove face down into the potato salad and what did i find there? oh my god, THAT’s where i had left my wedding ring!