It has been days since I have done anything creative. I have been floating along in my own life like a Styrofoam cup in a gutter, bouncing only where each day takes me.  I wait impatiently to get outside for spring air, green grass between my toes, and flowers blooming, but rain and storms abound. Yet, I can not complain because dampness in my life is nothing compared to losing a home or a loved one like others have faced in these last rages of Mother Nature!

My one writing light ray has been acceptance of a poem by the Yellow River Review, a literary journal of Minnesota State University. It won't be used until September, but it is something to look forward to at the end of the coming summer. This tiny perk has made my mind bubble just enough that I could do Centus today.

Jenny is celebrating a whole year of presenting the Saturday Centus. Her prompt of Although the traditional gift for a first anniversary is paper has put everyone in the mood of anniversaries of some sort. As usual we had to use only 100 words, a nice sharpening device for tight writing! For complete rules, visit Jenny at http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/2011/04/saturday-centus-happy-anniversary-man.html

 

My effort is below.

                                   A Light Bulb Moment of Inspiration

The guys at work warned him NOT to forget the anniversary. Paper they said. Amy read books, but how could he know what she wanted to read? He only read the stock market?



Paper to write on? Nah, no one writes anymore. Amy texts like crazy and emails constantly.


Paper plates for a picnic? No, she’d have to pack the food basket while he grabbed the blanket. That was no gift.


She buys a paper for ads every Wednesday. That's it! Although the traditional gift for a first anniversary is paper, he’d give newspapers to last a whole year!


He just knew his thoughtfulness would choke up the little woman!