100 Days Project

Lindy: Never Postpone a Prompting

I am going to finely craft a paragraph everyday.
100 paragraphs = a collection of 5-8 short stories.
Life unscripted - these are to be a collection of my inner city tales - outrageous things I've seen and heard. I've always wanted to write them, half are still in my head, the others need fine-tuning.

The year was 1955. When Nadia said this I quickly calculated in my mind that she must be 65 years old. It was hard to imagine that. In front of me sat a woman with hardly a wrinkle, other than the laughter lines around her eyes, a physique of an athlete and boundless energy. She certainly did not look like she was about to retire - she looked at least a generation younger. When I said this to her she replied, with a twinkle in her eye, that she may not have been born with feet but she was given the gift of enthusiasm.

Day 12:

Out of the Blue