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Gotham Writers Workshop - Write in - Aug 20th

 A few weeks ago I attended my first virtual write-in.  We were given a prompt, some time to write, and then volunteers could read. 

The first prompt was: did I just say that out loud

I freeze, did I just say that out loud? I ask myself as I notice the sound coming from my computer has stopped.  I quickly looked down to the bottom of my screen to see if I was muted or not.  The red slash is there across the microphone icon and I relax slightly at the sight. 

“Amber, did you want to add anything to the discussion? I believe you are muted.”

I click to unmute myself, “No, sorry I was just talking to myself as I took notes.  I will add now that I am unmuted that I really like the direction this project is headed in.”

I quickly mute myself, not that I feel any better about telling everyone on the call that I talk to myself. I spend the rest of the meeting nodding along, taking notes and clearly not talking to myself. No sooner does the meeting end then my phone goes off with a text from my work BFF, Maya

Maya: Talking to yourself? Lol

Amber: Yes! It’s just what came to mind when B put me on the spot!

Maya: What did you say?

Amber: I was commenting on Nicoal adjusting her hair while B was talking.

Maya: At least we don’t have to see her walking by everyday to stalk him?

Amber: He doesn’t see her! I mean everyone sees the only person who is dressed up in these meetings. 

Maya: Oh yea!  BTW look at this TT video!


The second prompt was: Stink Eye

Today was a day.  You know the kind I’m talking about, days that just drag on with one thing after another happens and none for the good. 

It all started when my phone went off in the middle of the night with a tornado warning. Now that I was rudely woken up, I couldn’t get back to sleep. Tossing in my bed I somehow managed to cocoon myself in my blanket. Tugging to free myself I punched myself in the face. 

I must have fallen back to sleep because I was rudely awakened again by my phone this time blaring my “you’re really late” alarm. Jumping out of bed I hurriled got ready thankfully I kept ready to grab breakfast and lunch options. I’ll just have to drink the coffee at work, ugh. 

The drive in didn’t get any better, people didn’t know how to merge and then I got stuck behind the slowest driver. Don’t they know it’s rush hour!

Getting to work I realize I forgot a mask. Well I forgot a work appropriate mask, I do have a fun one that makes the lower part of my face look like a dog. It’s gonna have to do!

Late to work, no coffee and a stupid mask, the day can only go up. Right?

Well it didn’t. 

Phone calls, confusing email chains that should have been a meeting and one meeting that should have been an email chain and I was ready to call it a day.  Except it was only lunch. The afternoon was full of reports which were easy enough except I swear the clock slowed down. 

Leaving work my phone alerted me again. This time with a reminder that I needed to go to the grocery store. *Deep sigh* Can I put this off until tomorrow? I opened my phone to pull up my shopping list and my phone died.

Damn phone! Giving it the stink eye I threw it in my bag.  I’ll just go shopping tomorrow. Tonight is Chinese and wine!

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