Sunday Whirl
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Welcome to the Sunday Whirl! Create a story using the words above or as many as you can. Brenda Warren is our host, and you can join in with the wordle challenge HERE. Chloe couldn’t believe it when she opened her gifts that Christmas morning and found Grams had sent her the Junior Alchemist set she’d
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It’s time for the Sunday Whirl Wordle Challenge. Below are the words we are to use in our stories or poems. Annaliese drained her wine glass and set it on her dressing table with an unsteady hand. Maybe some deep breathing would help. But when she closed her eyes, it made her dizzy and nauseous.
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It’s the Sunday whirl #434! Below are the words we are to use: Lana shuffled out of Bob’s Basic Bar, bereft of cheer. Since her divorce — coupled with the death of her parents, every day was lonely, but the holidays seemed to rub it in. Watching people who had families and loved
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It’s the Sunday Whirl! Below are the words we are to use in our story or poem. Inga lay in the top bunk watching droplets of rain form and merge into rivulets on the bedroom window. Occasionally she heard a roll of thunder over her younger sister’s snoring, but the magical ping of
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It’s the Sunday Whirl #369! The words we are to use in a story or poem are below. She’d written and sent him ten letters to his one. Common sense told her that their relationship was over; finished. But she wouldn’t give up. Peri was in love with Daniel and nothing was going to
Ergo, the Ogre 