The year keeps marching on.
I half wonder if people call it March because they're convincing themselves that they ought to be used to living in a new year by now. So march on!
Yes, my brain thinks random, absurd things. Welcome, brain. Please don't convolute anything. (
Convolute is totally a word.) Just keep it simple for today. Right?
Right. So today we have a new Starting Sparks prompt.
Here's the button.
The rules are on this page. (
Not that writing them out each month bores me or anything.)
And your prompt is:
Write like a fiend!