I've made a huge mistake. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but I'm pretty sure there was alcohol involved. Alcohol and some very creative begging and pleading on Nicky's part. Well, the hangover is gone and I've put the toys away, and now all I'm left with is a sinking feeling that Nicky and Mike's 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing is going to be the end of me.
That's right, in a weak moment I may have said I'd participate.
Shoot me now.
I cried when I read the list of prompts. Especially Day 12. A real gem, that one.
My only comfort right now is that there are no rules. If I run out of ideas, I can just post a photo instead. Or take off and hide in Siberia.
And speaking of Siberia and freezing one's ass off, here are a couple of photos I've taken lately.