April 13, 2013 by childofaslan
These have been languishing (or perhaps deepening) in my journal this week as I have been in the wilderness that is Grading Hell.
The prompt for Day #9 is here.
"Blackout"
Noir indeed. Even the streetlights have gone dark. No hatted, coated private dick, no gumshoe; just me, a tired teacher with a poetry schtick, in a city gone weird and quiet.Advertisements
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