It is our pleasure....
Is our prompt for Jenny's, Saturday Centus - even if she's still off in Texas, picking yellow flowers and such!
Rules: 106 words, any style writing and photos too!
My centus begins today at an imaginary Writing Workshop.
Just through these doors.
"It is our pleasure, to welcome you to Virginia Woolf Writers' Workshop."
The attendees stared with silent joy at the remarkable likeness of their teacher to Virginia Woolf herself.
She began pointedly, "Arrange whatever pieces come your way."
"You mean like personal experiences?"
"Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works."
"Oh yeah, like incredible expectations? Or fantasies and sensual pleasures, right?"
"Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book shown to him by heart, and his friends can only read the title."
Clearly they were captivated.
Gone too soon.
We lost such a powerful writer and remarkable woman
through such a tragic loss. On March 28, 1941 at the River Ouse.
Virginia Woolf's own voice here
Has that silent little voice lurking deep inside of you finally pushed itself out and you're ready to join in and play along with us too? Please do