Elizabeth: Friday Writing Sprints – Road Trip!

Here in the States we’re heading into a holiday weekend which will culminate in a the 4th of July on Tuesday.  For most people, the holiday is less about celebrating our country’s independence and more about friends, parades, barbecues, and family gatherings.  On the news there will no doubt be coverage of a few hotdog- or pie-eating contests (I’ve always thought those were rather disgusting), and the day will come to a close with some spectacular fireworks displays along with, no doubt a fair amount of illegal fireworks.

With graduations all wrapped up by now, this generally marks the beginning of the summer season which means time for those traditional summer vacation trips.  When I was a kid that usually meant my parents loaded up the family station wagon and we headed of camping somewhere.  Something would invariably break (often the car), it would usually be hot, and either I’d wind up eaten alive by mosquitoes or one of my brother’s would wind up with a case of poison oak.  Ah, the memories.

These days, my idea of a summer vacation is a little bit different.  There are definitely no station wagons or tents involved, though some castles, a loch, and even a nice distillery are all possibilities.  Before doing any vacation planning, however, I have some writing to do and four whole days free to do it.  To kick off my weekend writing plans I think I’ll start with a little Random Word Improv.

Care to join me?

Regardless of whether you’re celebrating your nation’s independence, remembering the loss of some former colonies, slaving away on your current manuscript, or just looking for a bit of distraction, a few minutes of Random Word Improv are a great way to have a little fun and get some words on the page.  So pull up a chair, grab a frosty beverage and let’s get writing.


Today’s random words are vacation themed, but don’t let that constrain you.  In keeping with last week’s post, bonus points if you manage to include a Bigfoot sighting in your sprint:

                car                    suitcase           cooler               plane

                tent                  map                   road                  beach

                hotel                lost                    storm                stream

                fishing            sick                    swim                 barbecue

For any of you new to Random Word Improv, here’s how we play:

  1. Pick as many words from the list as you want
  2. Write the first line(s) of a story incorporating your words
  3. Post your results in the comments section.

Okay.  Are you ready?  Let’s sprint!

*whistling aimlessly while you are off being creative*

Ah, you’re back.  Kind of fun, right?  Can’t wait to see what you have come up with.

2 thoughts on “Elizabeth: Friday Writing Sprints – Road Trip!

  1. I’m going on a road trip this weekend! It’s a plain ol’ two-day holiday here, so I better dash something off if I’m going to play — Monday will probably be too busy to do anything.

    Travel with the Sunclockes was almost as trying as conversing with them at a party, Thomas thought. Thomas really should have hired a private car to take him to summer camp, but Miranda had been so persuasive. Poor, scatter-brained dear – he was doing it for her. Thomas had a single, small suitcase that found its wedged way into the back of a giant vehicle that contained 15 different beach bags, three tents, two barbecue grills, five swim noodles, two kites and a remote-controlled plane. What were they calling them in the 21st century? Oh, yes, a drone.

    Miranda promptly fell asleep in the back, while her son Jeremy retreated with some sort of electronic device, leaving Thom to make awkward conversation with her husband. Randolph was on the board of directors for the camp, too, but he was new this year. The family came from a long, long line of mortal witches, but Thom didn’t know what they could do for sure. It didn’t do to pry, even amongst fellow magical beings. According to Miranda’s rambling gossip, Randolph had several secrets to hide, and Thom wasn’t eager to uncover anything accidentally.

    Randolph frowned at the screen in the dashboard of the vehicle. (Screens, screens, everywhere. Thomas wondered how much people actually looked at the real world these days.) He thumped it twice. “The GPS isn’t working.” He frowned. He pulled out his phone. “Here, why don’t you look up the map. I hate using my phone, but if you screen shot it, the battery shouldn’t die too quickly.”

    “Why don’t we use a real map?” Thom asked, looking uncertainly at the screen. It blacked out, and he blinked.

    “You mean as in paper?” Randolph snorted aristocratically. “You dwarfs are so earthy and like your physical objects, don’t you?”

    Thom manfully held his tongue. He’d tie Randy-boy’s shoes together tonight at the camp in revenge, but for now, they were running late, and had to get on the road. He felt along the side, and almost magically, the screen came back on. First step, complete. Only a dozen more mysterious steps to go before he figured things out. He looked up “how to find a place” and quickly followed the directions.

    By this time, they were out of the city, and over the Hudson. Only four more hours until they arrived at their destination. Thom sighed. Still, everything would be better in the verdant green of the Wassawepie Camp.

    • Loved : “It didn’t do to pry, even amongst fellow magical beings.” Very curious about what will happen once (if) they get to the Wassawepie Camp.

      Thanks for playing along Michaeline. Hope you have a wonderful weekend.

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