After a brief break last week because I was off doing a VIP day, Promptitude is back. For those of you who are not familiar with it, every Saturday I post prompts on whatever topic suits my whim. You can read more about the process here, and find a list of all the Promptitudes so far at the end of this post.
I am getting my hair done today. The last time I went in for a cut was in September and afterwards I met my friends Sue and Mayanna for dinner and we sat at a sidewalk table of an Italian cafe in the autumn sunshine.
Ever since then, I've been dithering: cut it short, or leave it medium length? Straight or layered? I'm here to tell you, dithering results in only one thing: inaction. (The same is true in writing, of course. As above, so below.) And so, because of this inaction, my hair has gotten longer than it has been in years, it has no style, and the maintenance of it is driving me nuts. Plus, I've got split ends for the first time since I was a teenager.
The problem is, the results of my informal polls of friends and family (cut short or not?) have been mixed, with violent opinions on either side. So I'm just going to do what I've truly wanted to do for months now: get it all cut off. I'll once again look like that photo that accompanies this site.
And so today I have hair on my mind. And so will you, if you use the following prompts:
The woman with the scraggly hair pushed her shopping cart full of junk by their restaurant.
It hurt when Mom used to brush the snarls out of my hair.
He got a buzz cut at the start of every summer.
She used her hair as a flirtatious device.
With the first snip of her long locks, she cried.
Oh God, it looks awful.
Blondes have more fun.
There you have it. Seven prompts about hair.