For you were called to freedom, bretheren; only do not turn your freedom into an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. Walk by the Spirit, and you will not carry out the desire of the flesh. Now the deeds of the flesh are evident, which are: immorality, impurity, sensuality, idolatry, strife, jealousy, outbursts of anger, disputes, drunkenness, carousing, and things like these, of which I forewarn you, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.
Galatians 5:13,16, 19 – 21
Gleaming, gorgeous, glittering. Gloriously golden-age, gaining glamorous grins. Given giggles, gains good graphics. Goggle-eyed geeks glance greedily, gingerly Googling “gorgeous graphic,” “godlike gif” (good Googling? Gad golly, no). Gimme great, gaudy, glamorous lenses!
So Much for My Blue Skies
Waiting days with bated breath. Checking mailbox every day, twice, thrice. Wrong polarizer last time; sent it back, no-go on my little camera. Nothing but blue skies do I see. Right one this time, winging its way. Gorgeous, sunny days slip by.
It’s here! Forecast: cloudy, snowy, overcast.
My dear, devoted readers, what a long month this has been. You have patiently waited through my 50-word stories, good, bad, and depressing. As you may have surmised, at least a few of the 50-word stories were autobiographical, mainly because so many utterly ironic things happen in everyday life. I found 50-word stories very effective for sharing a quick story from my life: it keeps the story short and to-the-point, advantageous because those stories can drag on. I also confirmed my suspicion that they would take an enormously long time per story, and thus I failed to reach even 1/10th of the NaNoWriMo 50,000-word goal. However, I will continue writing 50-word stories until I have reached that goal, even if it takes another year.
Sadly, most of you have fallen depressingly silent–grown jaded, I suppose, of the creative 50-word medium after 15 posts. I now offer you an opportunity to stretch your atrophied interactive limbs by giving me input on these four designs. Each half-page is a separate possible brochure cover. Which do you like best and why?
An unrelated quote:
“If human beings were merely self absorbed, all good and lasting things would wither.” (Beyond Therapy, 266)