Welcome to a brand-new year of Friday Writing Sprints.
I hope your 2019 had a happy ending, whatever you were doing and however you celebrated. Mine ended with a whimper. Well . . .maybe that was the dog whimpering in response to all of the fireworks the neighbors were setting off. And maybe it wasn’t fireworks we heard, but the sound of RWA imploding.
I’m enjoying one last day before heading back to the office and hours of back-to-back meetings. I don’t mind going back too much, but I will miss lounging around in pajama pants; although, considering all of the holiday baking (and eating) I did these past few weeks, I might have to stick with them.
Ah well, good thing there is a gym at work. Here’s hoping all of those “I’m going to work out this year” folks are still on holiday so the gym won’t be too crowded.
Whatever else happens, I’m planning to give today’s writing prompt and/or random words a try, once I get home from work.
Care to join me?
For those of you working away on a story (whether a first draft or a polished version on its way to publication), if you’re not feeling random, we’d love to hear a bit – whether it’s a scene, a paragraph, or even a phrase that you are especially pleased with and would like to share.
If you don’t have a story in progress, or just want to work on something new, I hope today’s random words and writing prompt will catch your creative fancy.
What if: “Your character had a wardrobe malfunction?
Feel free to interpret the “What if” any way you choose (or ignore it completely) and include any (or all) of the following random words:
amateur blaze confidence money
humanly frustration nasty fanatic
binocular drop leaf mirror
tragic begging diabolic undersea
I look forward to seeing your stories in the comments. If you’re not feeling in the writing mood today, or don’t have time, feel free to post suggestions you might have for future “what-if” prompts. Ideas are always welcome.
Happy writing to all!
I got everything in but “undersea.” Oh, well! It was a fun sprint.
“What is this, amateur hour?” Kinzi MacKenzie stood in front of the mirror and yanked on the blazer. “This outfit is tragic.”
“I’m begging you,” Honoria Palfrey said in frustration. “Stand still. I’m going as fast as humanly possible.” She stitched the sleeves two inches higher, knotting the thread when she finished.
“Those promoters are diabolic,” Kinzi fumed. “I have to live down my name, and now this nasty costume, too? Can you hem up the skirt while you’re at it? Please?”
Honoria grabbed the blue thread from the drop-leaf table rethreaded her needle.
“There’s not enough money in the universe to make this costume look good,” she agreed as she set to work on the skirt. “The good news is that the fanatics in the audience would need binoculars to see the repairs. There. That should hold it.”
“I have every confidence in your work,” Kinzi said doubtfully, giving the hem a little tug to test it.
“If it doesn’t hold, we’ll just tear off the excess during intermission,” Honoria said, putting away her repair kit. “We’ll just shred the sucker. They’ll think you’re avant-garde.”
“Maybe let’s just do that anyway,” Kinzi said. “I feel like changing my image.”
“They’ll think you’re avant-garde” – LOL. Nice job, Kay.
Ha! Very fun sprint, Kay!