One of my weekly quests is creating enough meals in advance to sustain me for three or four days. When I opened the fridge yesterday, an echo chamber greeted me. “There’s nothing here to eat,” reverberated through the kitchen. The empty expanse convinced me I could no longer delay a trip to the grocery store. So, I created a list, gritted my teeth, and drove to the store. The funny thing is, my list sometimes gets thrown out as I hit the produce section and find myself sidetracked by gorgeous, in-season temptations.
Yesterday, plump, beautiful zucchini captured my attention, and suddenly I discovered my menu revolved around grilled veggies. Along with zucchini, bright yellow squash, red onions, plate-sized Portobello mushrooms, fresh fragrant herbs, and a mouth-watering salmon filet jumped into my cart. I spent the afternoon slicing, seasoning, and marinating my haul. It led to the main event—playing with fire. It’s too bad it is a safely controlled propane grill. Hmmm. Note to self—purchase a fire pit and another cord of wood.
I always remember my number one writing priority. My core habits are strong, and writing a little every day is my secret weapon. Yesterday I wrote 348 words.
Did you write yesterday?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer