No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t give her a good explanation about what had happened. It didn’t even really make sense to him. All he knew was that he froze at the moment and no matter how hard he tried to react, nothing in his body allowed him to move. It was as if he had instantly become a statue and although he could see what was taking place, he couldn’t move to intervene. He knew that wasn’t a satisfactory explanation even though it was the truth.
You can decide what you want to do in life, but I suggest doing something that creates. Something that leaves a tangible thing once you’re done. That way even after you’re gone, you will still live on in the things you created.
Where do they get a random paragraph?” he wondered as he clicked the generate button. Do they just write a random paragraph or do they get it somewhere? At that moment he read the random paragraph and realized it was about random paragraphs and his world would never be the same.
It all started with a random letter. Several of those were joined forces to create a random word. The words decided to get together and form a random sentence. They decided not to stop there and it wasn’t long before a random paragraph had been cobbled together. The question was whether or not they could continue the momentum long enough to create a random short story.
