Huge apologies for the lateness of the Literary Lion this fortnight, but I am mid house move, and, of course, our little lion friend got lost in the forest of cardboard. Suffice to say he is now found, and this week’s word is ‘Sun’, something that the usually cloudy-skied England has actually been blessed with today…
You have a fortnight to tell your tales of ‘Sun’ in 400 words or less. Remember to use the tag ‘Literary Lion’ in your post, pingback to this prompt and don’t forget to give me a mention on Instagram and twit-twoo on Twitter.
Here is my sunshine inspired piece…
The sun crackled, singeing her skin. She drank in the heat, letting it hit the depths of her lungs as it enveloped her, invading her body with its stifling smother. She opened one eye and saw her feathery lashes in the reflection of her sunglasses. They were curved, covered in a thick black mascara stain. She was batting them in vanity when she first noticed the lines. Little wrinkled trenches spanning away from those plumed hairs, gorging through the skin and reaching towards her eyebrows in a takeover of old age. Her designer lenses magnified them to horrific heights. Her years of sunshine allegiance, her practised pose of worship, her secret concoction of lemon juice and extra virgin olive oil, and all she was left with was something that resembled a desiccated baked potato.
No matter what my vocation in life, I will never be one to champion the mornings of Mondays… But I won’t whinge when the week is launched from a hammock, amidst some sunshine rays and views across the Sierra Nevada. #100happydays #day103
One of my favourite rituals when it comes to holiday packing… selecting the literary fodder I am going to guzzle whilst I’m drinking up the sunshine. #100happydays #day102
We are crown clad when it comes to shape making on the badminton court. We’re not so regal when the racket strings capture the shuttlecock and we look like a dog who has lost his ball. #100happydays #day79
Once the mercury levels surpass twenty there’s only two letters that need be uttered for the evening. G and T. #100happydays #day78
Embellished gold feet treats are the ultimate way to salute today’s sunshine. Please stay and play with us for a while oh enlarged stupendous star. #100happydays #day65
I am sure that alcohol lured happiness coaxes many a weary traveller down a perilous path, but there’s just something about a golden goblet of the grape juice shimmering in the sunshine.
Over the past two weeks I have been knee deep in a beginner’s blogging challenge, which today asked me to respond to WordPress’ Daily Prompt post of ‘Ring of Fire‘. Contrary to those who might see these three words and think of some toilet humoured response – and by the way wordpress, I am a lady and therefore, I am not amused – it has made me come over all rose tinted in sight of my mis-spent teen years and an alcohol infused game of the same title. Ergo, wine charged 100happydays today.
That little ray of sunshine shimmering across my iPad is entirely indicative of the slice of summertime we have just booked. Isn’t it oh such a bore and a chore when your relatives live on foreign soil and you simply must go and visit them? Hooray for holidays. #100happydays #day46