#SundayWhirl
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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 time for the Sunday Whirl. The writing prompts for Wordle #448 are below. “Aw, c’mon baby,” Collin whined. “Lemme hug your face.” “My face is a restricted area, dimwit, and so is the rest of me,” Lauralie explained. “Keep your distance.” “What are you talking about?” “Don’t you watch the news, or read the
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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
Ergo, the Ogre 