Every time I start a new semester, I get behind. When you add behind to behind to behind what you get is me. Someone who can’t seem to catch up, no matter what.
Here is a writing exercise for you so you don’t get as far behind as me. You can take this experience of mine, find your own that is similar, and write an incident that can fit in your book.
My best friend’s shoes are in my closet. A pair of his jeans in a drawer. He’s been dead just over a year.
“Do you want me to take these?”I ask him. He’s in a hospital bed. He can’t speak. SO he nods. I gather the shoes, the pants. “I’ll take these until you’re better.”
And here’s this article from my dear friend Trent Reedy. what do you think?
Throwing Up Words 