It was Ray Bradbury, in his book ZEN IN THE ART OF WRITING, who taught me about making lists of words and turning them into titles. If you haven't read it I highly recommend you do.
For no particular reason today's word is:
The Grasslands of Terra Two
Cow and Grassland
How Grasslands Changed My Life
Living on the Grasslands
It's a Grasslands Sort of Day
The High Grasslands
Grassland, Graceland, What's the Difference?
I Never Promised You a Grassland
The Sod House of Grassland
Grasslands and You: Why Grasslands are Important
In which we play with one of the above titles and see where our Muse takes us.
The High Grasslands
I was raised on the high grasslands, where the wind was a constant. There was no escaping it, except down in the cellar. Only in the cellar was there cessation from the constant noise of it moving past my ears, whispering through the grasses, moaning around the corners of our low-built house, whipping the clothes hanging on the line. Only in the cellar was there a reprieve from it stirring my hair, which tickled the skin of my face and about drove me crazy. Mother used the cellar as punishment. She never realized I did things to anger her so she'd send down into it's cool, dark, silent depths, into it's peace.
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Today I'm thankful for my Sweetie. It's our 30th wedding anniversary.
The many faces of Stan.
When he grew his hair out, just for me.
When he grew herbs commercially and took cuttings of plants whenever he ran across
one he wanted to propagate.
When he was putting our '57 Chevy together.
When it was completed. (Ten years later.)
When he was a pirate.
As a couple we have grown older, wiser, more accepting, more tolerant, and more patient.
I think we are better people for it.
I love you, Stan.
What are you thankful for? Did any of the titles inspire your Muse? Care to share a title of your own in the comments? Won anything lately?