Alright, me hearties, if it please you to take a finer challenge upon yourselves, look no further than this special edition of Inspiration Monday, whereupon if you wish to limit yourself to writing only 50 words, you are welcome to do so.
I forgot about Goodreads and then was meaning to get back on it, and lo and behold, I actually remembered my login! Now I intend to catalog my entire library! Bwahahahahahahaha. Then back to having conversations with myself about how I already have too many books, no that’s ridiculous, you can never have too many books.
“We’re standing in our own graves.”
Jim looked at Harry, at the rivulets of water cutting streaks down his muddy face. He looked at his combat boots, ankle deep in trench sludge mixed with blood. Eighteen days in a standoff. Rations gone. Ammunition dwindling.