She puts up a selection of six words which we then use in a short story, if we are able.
Sometimes I look at her words and nothing at all comes to mind.
This week's words are:
Here is my short story.
Alex let herself into the dark house, switching on the hall light as she went in. After leaving her coat and gloves on the hall stand she walked into the newly finished living room.
Alex flipped the switch and sighed with satisfaction as she gazed around. There was nothing in this room that she hadn't chosen herself.
Two of the walls were lined with books, a colourful Navajo rug lay on the floor and the soft lamplight created a welcoming glow by the deep leather sofa and reflected back off the polished boards that made up the bookshelves.
This was her space, her own peaceful sanctuary away from the hectic life at the office.