Note: Because I have absolutely NO challenges in my life, and because I have little to do, I decided to bring on some craziness as I am SO sane and all. To jazz up my days, my writing, and my attempt to stave off Alzheimers, I registered with NaBloPoMo AGAIN. How could I not? The theme is FICTION!
To place time constraints on this project, I decided to play around with 50-word Fiction/Stories. I may scrimp on the word-count, but hopefully not on creativity. Let me know what you think. About the stories; NOT my mental condition.
Bug-out Bag
Why didn’t I take Family Home Evenings seriously? Especially nights when Mom
72-Hour Kit ~ aka Bug-Out or Blow-Out Bags
produced giant garbage bags and begged us to organize 72-hour kits.
B-O-R-I-N-G.
I thought Mormons did this for “fun.” And to prepare for IMPROBABLE catastrophes.
Wrong-o.
I didn’t know about the Zombie Apocalypse. Why didn’t Mom mention that?
SOME things never change. Mom still can't drive a van.
Writing My Life 