I am a procrastinator of the highest degree and to combat this I have decided to take time off from writing my novel to write micro stories so that they are finished before I can be distracted! That's right, I'm now writing to procrastinate from writing.
He woke up face down in the mud, with the rain falling on his back in heavy drops. After a minute he shivered, realised that he was going to have to move at some point, and lifted his head.
The tunnel sits quietly, The tunnel sits still too. The light blinks through at sunset, And shows its route to you.
When 'deal or no deal' first started it was quite simply a gameshow.
She sat on the bench uninterested, she'd heard it all before. He stopped talking and reached out his hand. "Please take it" he thought, "if she'll just take my hand then I know there's still hope".