Two new books and The Writer’s Toolbox, time to see if I can jump start my writing.  Using The Writer’s Toolbox today. 

     I drew one of the The First Sentence Sticks. 

     I was dressed in a completely inappropriate shade of pink. 

     I didn’t give an effing damn and I thought the stiletto heels and neon green, marabou feather boa were a good touch too. 

     My family didn’t want me at my Mother’s funeral, so I figured I’d shake them up.  I had no fear and no regrets after what they did to me.  They’d cut me off from her for years.

     Who doesn’t tell a family member about their mother’s death and funeral until the night before when said person lives a thousand miles away?   Thank the heavens my lover owned his own jet and they didn’t know about him.  No one keeps Jimmy Flynn from his mother.  I sucked in a chest popping breath and stepped out of the stretched limo.

End of first experiment.