The earliest maps were ‘story’ maps. Cartographers were artists who mingled knowledge with supposition, memory and fears. Their maps described both landscape and the events, which had taken place within it, enabling travellers to plot a route as well as to experience a story.
I thought of all the areas he touched. He was my world, my heaven. He was the moon and the stars. My best friend, my lover, my all in all. He was my North Star that filled the night with a shining glimpse of light, a compass that guided me back home to his arms.
Week of February 3 – 9 – Magical Moments
February offers new memories to share with others. Take a peek to see the latest writing prompts for the month.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”
~William Shakespeare (Romeo and Juliet: Act 2, Scene 2)
What nicknames have you ever received or given? Did your dad call you Slugger or Princess? Did your younger sibling mispronounce your name, so you were stuck with your own special tag? Or maybe a coach or a teacher provided you with an amusing moniker. Share your tales here!
Grabbing the small box and my keys, I plopped down in the rocking chair. Using my house key, I scored along the tape, so I could peel back the layers of paper and unearth the surprise she had sent me.