How was your week? For me it was same-old, same-old. You know, work (mostly editing–although I did get move a couch and a love-seat to different spots).
Anyway, it’s getting toward the end of an edit, and yesterday I was kind of feeling down about it–not depressed that the work was about to be over or anything, but that I’d never come out on the other side–like being stuck in a dark tunnel.
Which is no way to be.
After a good night’s sleep, in the morning I got to thinking maybe it won’t be so bad after all. Things will go well for me, and that will be that. I’ll do my absolute best and continue on.
So, going off that vibe, your prompt for Triple F this week is:
Your character is writing and they end with the phrase:
The best is yet to come.
A whole lot of things can happen–and this one has even less detail than usual. And writers writing might be kind of lame as a concept, which is why I want this prompt to be more than that for you–this is the conclusion, not the ride to get there.
Gender, circumstances, and what-have-ya are all up to you here.
This is a journal, and the character’s divorce has been finalized? Her abusive husband has been put in jail, and now she’s free of what was a horrible situation.
Or maybe this is a space transmission sent from an interstellar society to Earth, and they’ve successfully started colonizing it? What could lie ahead for them in the wide open spaces out there?
Or it could be a note left by a parent in their kid’s lunchbox on the day of a big test. (Yes, there’s room for normal people doing normal things, here.)
That’s about enough to get you started, I’d say.
There’s a reason for this prompt today–being hopeless is no place to be in life. I know that’s something I need to appreciate–things like family, friends, sunshine, fresh air–the things that are around us every day and are part of us deep inside because of it.
There’s much more to life than all that, of course.
Without hope, there’s not a lot of places left to go for refuge–which is why hope is one of the most important forces in life there is (in my opinion).
I wanted to remind myself of that today, and how grateful I am for what’s going on in my life, and the people in it–including you, if you’re reading this. Thank you for spending time with me.
April is about half over today.
Make it a great weekend, with good memories.
I want that light in your tunnel to be the glow of the sun shining on the other side, and for you to know that no matter what happens, life is still here, you are still here, and life will go on with you in it.
Until next time (and week),