Five Minute Friday — Before

Here’s this week’s installment of Five Minute Friday. You might remember the task is to write for five minutes on a specific prompt word. Then, post and encourage others who have braved the exercise by linking up on the Five Minute Friday spot on Facebook at That’s the fun part!

To entice you to check us out, I’ve also been sharing some of the experiences my fellow writers have shared as chronicled in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. This week, I hope Vittoria’s words inspire you to join our writing club.

“I have always loved the art of writing although I have struggled to believe in my writing ability. I never felt it was good enough. After deciding to face my fears, I created a blog and to no avail, the words simply wouldn’t come. I needed encouragement. That is when I found the Five Minute Friday community. Two things I adore about this community. Not worrying whether my writing is good enough. I’m able to share my heart without the weight of perfection. I also enjoy meeting other amazing writers. I’ve been able to share in other’s sadness, joys, success and I’ve even been encouraged to write more. I’m thankful for this community. I may have given up writing had I not taken “five minutes” to step outside my comfort zone.”

So, the timer is set for five. The word for the week this week is BEFORE … so here goes. {clock starts now}

I didn’t sleep well last night. Well, I slept okay, but just kept waking up, although I was generally back in la la land quickly. Finally, around 5 a.m., instead of just closing my eyes for the umpteenth time, I got up and glanced out the window. It was well before the sun came up, so everything was so dark. I decided to walk around the house, peeking out windows in the pre-dawn hours. Darkness on all sides. Little movement and what there was I could barely see in the light from the porch.

I woke up for the day around 6:30. When I looked out the window, light replaced the darkness of before. Little slivers of light started illuminating my surroundings. I could make out the trees and the neighbors’ houses. A car started in the driveway next door, its lights flickering through the bushes. I spotted a bird or two. As I got ready to take  the dog out, the sun came into … STOP

view, it’s light bouncing off the pond. The day brightened … quite a contrast from before.

All I could think was the lyric line, “… Then came the morning …”

Of course, I’ll probably need a nap later, but … This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. — Psalm 118:24 ESV

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: The talent for being happy is appreciating and liking what you have, instead of what you don’t have. — Woody Allen

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8 Responses to Five Minute Friday — Before

  1. Reblogged this on "Cat Lyon's Reading and Writing Den" and commented:
    Cat’s Weekend Literary Blog Pick is our Featured Prolific Storyteller and Best-selling Author, Joe Siccardi who Lyon Media Services and Cat’s Reading Den has the pleasure of Representing! Joe knows the importance of blogging as an author and does a fine job with his “Five Minute Friday Series!”



  2. I love the sound of kerosene
    being turned to smoke and noise
    in a lean dark war machine
    spinning up for martial joys
    long before the break of day,
    while the stars still rule the night,
    rotors beating, clear the way,
    for in the predawn comes the fight
    that will decide the fate of some,
    and for others, hope will bring
    through rockets and through minigun;
    light ’em up, let freedom ring!
    Fear the night, fools, to the limit;
    fear the night, for we are in it.


  3. lmckeeediting says:

    Thanks for sharing! I haven’t participated in this challenge yet, but I need to!


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