Creative writing changing grey skies for new blue ones

Thankfully, there are times when the grey sky opens up a bit, revealing that beautiful blue sky you talk about. Doug, excellent post. It's always frustrating to hear people around me at meetings always talking about how they have better things to do or they would rather be “picking up dog %$#&” (heard that from a veteran teacher once.)

Creative Writing: Blue Skies Essay. I dream I am standing under a roof of blue sky, in a field of mid-day sunshine and yellow sunflowers, surrounded by the scent of wet grass and the music of song birds and buzzing insects. Then, I open my eyes and remember that I am Zach Moreland, 142 years old, and I am never going to die.

(Just like he completely ruined her life, basically.) Massie falls upon the comforting cement, staring at the starless night sky, the meteors and the comets moving at astronomical speeds, magic that could only come from perfection; tonight, though, they have all been blown out.

It’s what I would term a ‘Grey Skies Meeting’. We’ve all been to Grey Skies Meetings. They’re the ones where: Something needs to be done but no-one wants to do it.