A New Adventure!

This week I signed up for a writing class. Called Story Slices, it is an excursion into the idea of writing short clips that accompany pictures, capturing a moment in time, a slice of life. I have been having a blast! A little bit too much of a blast to be honest. Sometimes I am so busy thinking about my story slice that I have to climb out of bed at various hours of the night to get them out and onto paper. When that happens, I know something good is taking shape.

I haven't yet figured out how I will share these slices, but I will post one here for a start and see where that leads me.

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As I head to the BART station, the scent of hash browns, chorizo, and the metal on metal from a train passing by hangs in the air. Wildflowers grow alongside stretches of track, alongside abandoned buildings and stolen cars left to the influence of sun, rain and neglect. Sun, rain and neglect - what destroys also nourishes and the blooms continue their show, uninterested in such common concerns. This grit is home. I am home.

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