She had butterflies in her tummy. Her heart was in her throat. Jitters like little worry critters jumbled through her thoughts. She felt apprehensive, anxious, wary, shaky. Her feet felt twitchy, her hands clammy. She was timorous and nervy.
Not quite frightened. Not quite sorry. Hyper with a smidge of happy and a sprinkling of uneasy.
She was both hungry and queasy. She kept fretting. She felt trembly.
Recital day in all its glory.
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Thoughts on life, writing, creativity and magic
with John W. Howell
Taking the journey, bumps and all
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Fiction from Photos
Photography, fiction, humor, opinions, and whatever else I feel like posting
there's a poem in every day
Expressing Thought Through Photography
Lets Go Nuts Together
words, glorious words...
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Jagah Dil Mein Honi Chahiye- Stories Have A Life Of Their Own
capturing memories one moment at a time
relax, center, and stretch your photographic skills. Namaste.
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Learning and teaching the art of composition.
The little and large things making my life delicious!
Sweet!
It also offered an opportunity to work on expressions and descriptions and synonyms… 🙂