Day 11: Think of one word to describe your day. Write a paragraph about that word.
Dismal. What a dreary word to write about. On its own, in a sentence where it can add to the drama, the atmosphere, it’s fine. Needed, even. But to write something to do it justice would cost more time than I’m willing to spend. So where does that leave me? Frustrated with my inadequacy. I don’t feel pressure, only disappointment. I’d love to be able to write something brilliant to give dismal its due but the word doesn’t lend itself to poetry or prose. It has its place but it’s not on this page, written in this ink. No. Dismal will have to wait until inspiration strikes or the need arises for the perfect word to describe this task. Dismal, to say the least. And there it is at long last, plucked from the thesaurus by greedy fingers. Right over there it rests, silently mocking me. It knew where it belonged, where it mattered. If only that were true for the rest of us.