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In the morning, Helen went into her grandmother's bedroom. It was strange the see the bed, unmade, without grandma in it. She felt a momentary pang of loss and started to tear up, but stopped herself. Grandma had lived a full life and had been ready to go. (1/4) #wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub What’s something you’d like to see future generations of writers discard?

The myth that writing is a solitary occupation. Although you are the one putting pen to paper, or touching the keys, your writing draws it's meaning through every human experience you've ever had. Every conversation and interaction with others throughout your life has contributed to who you are now and what ideas you can bring to your craft. Be present in your communities to keep the dialog going.

The #UMassAmherst campus has delayed opening until 11am this morning, presumably due to ice accumulation overnight. Not that it would matter for me, as I work remotely and, further, it's my period of non-responsibility. I'll just have to see how non-responsible I can be this morning. #WesternMass

For various reasons, I haven't had a good place to read for several years. So, today, I bought a new floor lamp and have cleared a spot for a reading nook in my office. It's not ideal, but it's not bad.

The Presidential seal, she realized. She got out her phone and did a quick search. She gulped.
She very carefully put the cup and saucer back, and got out a plain ceramic mug just as the kettle began to whistle. She added a mental note for another thing to check tomorrow. Tomorrow. (3/3) #wss366

She went to the kitchen, lit a burner, and put the kettle on to boil. She got down the tea and found a cup and saucer. While waiting for the water to boil, she inspected the cup.
It was an elegant #china cup, with gilt decorations and some kind of matching seal on the cup and saucer. (2/3) #wss366

Helen watched the ambulance drive slowly away. Grandma hadn't been able to leave the house for her last weeks, but now she had departed for good -- never to return.
Tomorrow, there would be a thousand and one things to do. But tomorrow was tomorrow. And tonight, she could relax. (1/3) #wss366

"Vil du bolla?" the exchange student said, in halting #Danish, to some boys on the playground.
"Ja vil bolle!" one replied, provoking raucous laughter from the rest.
The exchange student laughed half-heartedly, unsure what was so funny.
"We play ball, yes?" one of the others said. "Come!" #wss366