Elizabeth: Friday Story Time and Sprints

2018 has gotten off to a busy start at the day job with priority projects, a packed travel schedule, and lots and lots of deadlines.  Fortunately this week is ending on a slightly quiet note, so I’ll finally have a little time for myself and, more importantly, for some writing.


Hopefully you have had a little time for yourself and your writing this week too, whether it’s a few stolen moments or a luxurious block of time.

For those of you working away on a story (whether a first draft or a polished version on its way to publication), we’d love to hear a bit – whether it’s a scene, a paragraph, or even a phrase that you are especially pleased with.

For those without a story in progress, or those who just want to work on something new, feel free to give our weekly writing prompt a try.   This week we’ve got a starting sentence and some random words to work with.


Here is today’s writing prompt:

Write a story that begins:  Well that’s not right.”

And includes any (or all) of the following random words:

bleeding              drumbeat            heaven                fool

coyotes                thunder               horseback          gold

zombie                flirtation              mustache           farm

goggles                hose                      smoke                  liquor

Whether you’re sharing a bit of your current work or writing something fresh based on the writing prompt, we hope you’ll join us for today’s Story Time.

Happy writing to all!

3 thoughts on “Elizabeth: Friday Story Time and Sprints

  1. I’m currently working on the Cassie & Nicolai story I started during our Writing Sprints a while back. First of is deciding how the story should start (and where).

    To start our Friday off, here are two of the openings I have so far:


    Opening 1:
    I dug through the pile of shoes on the floor, searching for the just the right pair for tonight’s undercover assignment as the Dolphin Lady at Barnacle Bob’s Bordello and Steakhouse.

    Opening 2:
    “No, Mom, I don’t have time to talk right now. I have a date with a potential felon to get ready for.”

    • I can’t believe it’s Friday already! I’ve been meaning all week to get back to last Friday when I “had a little time” but . . . the best laid plans.

      I like Opening #1. I’m set in a setting, given a task. (-: I’m busy imagining just what kind of shoes this person has!

  2. “Well, that’s not right.” Lance Thunderbolt, on horseback, made the obvious comment of the week.

    The cherry liquor still on the property had seemed like a goldmine when my sister, Viv, suggested it, but now it looked like fool’s gold. Now mind, this wasn’t cherry liqueur — it was good ol’ fashioned likker, brewed according to the old family recipe. But Viv may have missed a step, or misread the crabbed hand-writing of our great-great-great-grandmother. Mommy never messed with the stuff, and we’d thought the recipe was lost.

    And the test batch turned out great! We drank it in a week, and it cured what ailed us, as well as made us strong of arm, and light of heart. But now? The big batch had blown up with thunder and lightening, and now, our neighbor, Handsome Lance, was twirling his big, dumb moustache at us, and telling us that something was not right. Heavens help us, Lance was right, and none of us knew what to do.

Let Us Know What You Think

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s