Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Space. [More info]
“It’s a very sobering feeling to be up in space and realize that one’s safety factor was determined by the lowest bidder on a government contract.” ~ Alan Shepard
Image Credit: NASA, ESA, J. Hester, A. Loll (ASU)
Use CleanWIP Magazine’s #CleanWIP hashtag with lines from a work-in-progress and your tweet might be included in a https://t.co/yUHUbxZp23 collaborative article for authors who lean *clean* and readers who love them. The theme for Wednesday, December 4 is SPACE pic.twitter.com/lCkTj5RfQv
— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) December 4, 2019
White clay buildings lined the wide street. Only their solid structure could keep the buildings there in the flow of humanity. Men, women, children and animals all pressed to occupy the same space. #cleanWIP (space)
— ML Farb (@FarbMl) December 4, 2019
— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) November 18, 2019
#CleanWIP (theme SPACE)
— Katy Huth Jones (@KatyHuthJones) December 4, 2019
“I have just realized there is no way I can make everyone happy, is there?”
Kieran slowly shook his head. “Nay, Sire.”
Dolan buried his face in his hands, and Kieran backed away, giving him space to grieve the burdens of ruling a kingdom.
She thought that over. Thirty minutes round-trip in a cramped space with a handsome man whose cologne befuddled her from two feet away in a hayfield. While Gordon MacRae sang love songs in the background.#cleanwip #ACountryMile
— Lea Carter (@LeaCarterWrites) December 4, 2019
@CleanWIP Lanterns lit the barn’s interior. Chairs placed around three walls allowed the fourth wall for tables to hold the food. The floor had been cleared to allow space for dancing. The violinist seemed immuned to the noise as he closed his eyes and played a sweet ballad.
— Laurean Brooks (@Laurean2) December 4, 2019
I dropped Earl off at his work; I thanked him repeatedly for his help.
— John Wilde (@WriterJohnWilde) December 4, 2019
“Jerome, I’m glad I could assist. I’m still concerned about your Dad’s death.”
I picked up on it, “What do you mean?”
Earl stared off into space, “It doesn’t feel right,” he turned and walked away. #CleanWip