Twenty-five Words

Thanks to all who empathized with my fall and injury and shared your personal spills. Oddly, this gave me comfort to know I’m not the only one. The bruising and swelling got worse and the pain increased. So nearly two weeks after I fell, I went to the doctor and got an x-ray.  No breaks. It’s just a sprain and bruised.

It’s only twenty five words, but…

You know how I own a bad memory, right?

Saturday, I opened a Writer’s Digest magazine that had been delivered to my home. After my daughter went home, I read the first two articles. Then as my ADHD mind (without the H) does, I flipped to the back page and read the very funny Reject a Hit feature.

Then…

I flipped through the magazine and saw an illustration, on the Your Story page. The photo looked familiar, so, I stopped there. I wondered if I’d entered the photo prompt contest and decided I hadn’t.   

But, I love reading those so I started at #1.

Then…

My eyes (because they have ADHD too with the H) kept darting to the end.

Why, you might ask would they dart there?

Because, my entry is #10.

What?

Yes.

I’d forgotten I had entered this particular prompt contest last August in Writer’s Digest magazine. The challenge was “In 25 words or fewer, write the opening sentence to a story based on the photo prompt below.”

Under the photo are these words, “Out of more than 1,300 entries, Writer’s Digest editors and forum members selected the following story openers”.

If you have the March/April WD magazine, go get it NOW and open it to page 52 and read my humorous 25 word opening sentence. It’s dorky, but it’s mine.

If you don’t own a WD magazine, you can go here and read my entry. I was ranked #10, but then, I’ve always said I’m a 10. Now's there's proof. 

It is only 25 words, but I have twenty-five words appearing in Writer’s Digest. Woot!

I only have one more thing to say, if you see an unattended umbrella, keep walking. I’m just saying it. And, I need to go call my sister and make sure she’s ok because, I just remembered, I gave her not one but two umbrellas for Christmas.

So, don’t you love it when one day goes your way? Did your team win the Super Bowl? Ever picked up a seemingly abandoned umbrella and bring it home? I’d stop that, if I were you.