Once More With Feeling Writing Prompts: Day 8

Yes, this is coming late. I’ve been running around all day with my family and haven’t had time to post.  I’m here now though!  See!  See!  I’m posting!  Okay, so what do we have here for our post on this fine Easter Sunday??? Well crap…

Can you think of a time when something that was poorly written caused confusion or trouble for you? Write about the experience. If you can’t think of anything, make something up!

Um…I have and hour and a half to write on this one? I may be in trouble!  Not that I don’t know how to write, nor that I really have to dive deep into my imagination to dredge up a moment when this could have applied to me, since anyone that’s been paying any attention would know what book/s this dredges up for me to rant.  The problem is, can I stop my rant in time to post it?

Let’s see if I can do it, shall we?

My Brain is an Interesting Organ…

So, yesterday I was hit by one of my rare but horrible headaches.  I was at work at the time, so taking a pain-killer was out of the question.  What brought it on was a combination of fatigue, hunger, and dehydration, maybe even a little tension in my neck.  Whatever the cause though, it came on suddenly and fiercely.  No worries though, I toughed it out till lunch time, at which point I went home and made my Loveys an easy meal of corndogs and started drinking water and munching on apple slices while waiting for the food to cook.  Now normally I usually can’t think beyond “Ow, ow, ow!” when a headache comes on, that and usually try to hide myself somewhere dark and quiet, where I can sleep it off.  However, this time the opposite seemed true…