Tuesday, April 28, 2015

On a Darker Note

I spent the weekend at Solstice Writing Retreat, which is always a good thing. I love being around other writers - they're my tribe.

Louise Plummer was there, who quickly became one of my favorite people in all the world when I met her three years ago. She told a story about giving someone dark chocolate fortune cookies, along with, of course, dark fortunes.

She and her husband Tom, along with their son, came up with the list, which included such gems as:

  • Toe fungus next Wednesday
  • Don't bother counting your lucky stars
  • Dead man walking

We, of course, could not contain our laughter.

As a writer, I spend lots of time inside my own head. Naturally, the last few days have found me wandering into dark fortune territory.

  • Those stars you're seeing? Cataracts.
  • Say goodbye to your toaster this week.
  • There is a boulder in your future.
  • Lucky numbers? I don't think so.
  • I'd get that mole checked if I were you
  • You're going to regret eating that fortune cookie
  • Dinner: what goes down will come up
  • Stay home Monday. And Tuesday. In fact, don't go out at all next week.

Try it. You'll be hooked. 

P.S. My son has long held on to the best fortune he ever got from a cookie (dark or otherwise):

A lit candle frightens no monkeys.