Denise E Lindquist
Bio
I am married with 7 children, 28 grands, and 13 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium daily.
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Cardiology on Tuesday, Primary, and Lab on Wednesday, and Oncology on Thursday
A person can get tired just thinking about this week. A friend asked if I wanted to get together this evening for an hour or so and I felt sick at the time. I wanted to go to bed. I didn’t but that is what I had in mind.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Longevity
Some Prompts Are So Difficult.
First, I wish to say that this prompt was horrendous for me to complete. Taking me days, well maybe a week or more! And I could not finish it! And worse yet, I can’t remember where the prompt comes from! So, I will publish it on my own. And just not worry about it.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Confessions
It Was Almost Warm Today. We Got The Upper 30s This Afternoon.
Now, don’t get me wrong, there is snow on the ground here. We won’t be riding anytime soon. We have taken a trip on rented bikes at this time of year before. We are not doing that this year though.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Wheel
Day Five Of A Poem A Day In February
It is day five today! Only twenty-three more days to go. The countdown has begun! I don't think about it until I am out there writing alone. Then it occurs to me that maybe others won't join in. Then it happens, another writer, that is better than I am.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Poets
I Was Hoping I Would Never Have To Get Covid
I was exposed to a friend that tested positive just hours after I caught a ride with her. She was getting over a cold, she said. When I asked people how soon I should test positive, I was told 3 days, then 5, then 7 days. I didn't test positive with that advice.
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Journal
I Never Thought I Would Hear So Much Within The Walls Of My Home
If walls could talk is what I was reminded of the very first time I heard this faint noise coming from my wall. I was sitting in my recliner reading when I could hear this faint whisper. "You are not safe here."
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Fiction
In The Winter In My Home State, Rain Means Ice!
A January weekly prompt by reciprocal about rain: I fell a few years ago and I am not happy about the freezing rain right now. I will attempt a prompt that was introduced for the last week of January on Reciprocal. I am one of the first to say and believe that water is life!
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Earth
