WWW: You Are an Astronaut. Describe Your Perfect Day.

I have had the most perfect day. 

We have just left a suitable planet. Uninhabited, but habitable. Air so clean, no one passes out from lack of oxygen, or an abundance of smog. Water so pure, you can actually drink it. I wanted to stay, truly. But, circumstances made that impossible.

Those circumstances being orders, of course.

It wasn't the take-off into space that made this the perfect day. Nor was it the last meal of real food on the ground. 

It's that feeling you get when you look back at the planet you've just left behind, and you realize just how small you are. And how lucky you are, to see just how insignificant you are. How many people get to realize that? How many people get to look into the vast

Timed: Will publish as is when the timer goes off.

Timed Entries

I never have time to write, so therefore never have time to blog. 

Due to unforeseen circumstances and a rare avoidance of going back to bed for an hour, I have time this morning. I washed up, got 1/4 dressed, and climbed back in bed but with my laptop and a cup of tea, all because I thought, maybe I'll read. 

Which led to the thought, maybe I should write. It is Wednesday Writer's Workshop day after all. Writing takes me forever, so then I thought, well, we could set a timer. And if the timer goes off before the story is done? Then that's where it ends, my friends. And that's where it gets published.

So, with twenty-two minutes left on the clock, here I am, sipping my tea and coming up with a plan. I think all WWW (Wednesday Writer's Workshop) entries will be timed from now on. They could get five minutes, and they might get forty. Depends on the day.

I will do the same for other entries too, but some entries will have the luxury of not being published until they're done (multiple timed sessions). A huge block for me has been time, and the perceived absence of it. I need to let go of the idea that if I don't have an hour or two, then I don't have time to write. Micro sessions. Set the habit. At least I'll be writing. 

I'll label them appropriately. If I have the time...

I'm going to head into the land of Drafts. There's something about an Astronaut sitting in there. Maybe I'll finish the story, and maybe I won't. But it will get published at the zero mark. Thirteen minutes left.