Elizabeth: Friday Writing Sprints

Hi there and Happy Friday.  I was under the impression that we had moved on to cooler weather a week or so ago.  I even wore a shirt with long sleeves one day (okay, technically they were rolled up), but summer is apparently making one more curtain call.  Either that or Mother Nature is having hot flashes.

Whatever the explanation, I am currently stuck with both warm-weather and cool-weather clothes competing for space in the bedroom.  I started the annual transition last week from one season’s clothes to the next, including the traditional “I can’t remember when I wore this last, so it’s going in the charity pile” activity, but that is on hold while I wait for the weather to pick a lane and stick to it.

On the plus side, at least the skies are no longer smoky, thanks to the containment of various fires and some mysterious off-shore wind patterns.  Let’s hope that’s the end of fire season and it’s “nothing but good times” ahead.

I’m glad I procrastinated about putting the portable fan back in the attic last weekend, since it is definitely still necessary.  Of all the things I’ve purchased in my lifetime, that fan is something (along with the Cuisinart) that I’ve assuredly gotten my money’s worth out of.  It’s a FisherPrice fan I bought for the baby’s room almost three decades ago and it is still working like a trouper.  I guess some things really are made to last.

While I wait for the weather to sort itself out I’ll probably be spending some quality “staring off into space” time, but I also plan to give today’s writing prompt and random words a try.

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 either today’s random words or writing prompt will catch your creative fancy.

Ready?

What if: “Your character just got some unexpected news?

Feel free to interpret the “What” any way you choose (or ignore it completely) and include any (or all) of the following random words:

danger               felony              twin                  perfume

enormous          honeybee        dinner              mask

actor                   talk                  amnesiac         agent

zero                    apology           greedy            bovine

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!

2 thoughts on “Elizabeth: Friday Writing Sprints

  1. I think the heat has sapped my brain, Elizabeth! And I’m so glad I bought that fan/air purifier back when the fires started. The air is pretty good today, but the fan is more than welcome. In any event, I didn’t get two of the words in. After I stared at the page for 10 minutes, I decided I never would. (So much for stimulating creativity!) So here we go.

    The Farm
    Apolline Plunkett collared her dog Zero when her mother answered the phone during dinner. Danger loomed, she could see from the mater’s mask, er, face, as she talked. Evidently no apology was offered by the caller. That was a felony right there.

    “Don’t be ridiculous, Rodney,” said her mother. So it was her agent on the phone. Perhaps the mater’s last book deal had soured. She wasn’t greedy, not really, but keeping up the 34-room mansion in the East Hamptons took some serious cash. As well as the enormous apartment on the Upper East Side. And the house on Key West. But you get my drift. My mother is a honeybee drawn to the heady perfume of expensive real estate.

    “I have not forgotten the last contract, Rodney,” the mater said now, her voice as sharp as a Ginzu knife. “Do you think I’m amnesiac?”

    Whatever Rodney said next must have held my mother’s attention, for she didn’t speak for several seconds.

    “What am I going to do with a farm, Rodney?” she asked. “Farms have cows, don’t they? Bovine creatures of some sort? I don’t know what you’re going to do with them. I’m not going to milk them. Figure it out, Rodney. That’s what I pay you for.”

    • That was fun, Kay, even if you didn’t have all the words (I didn’t notice!). I loved the italicized bits at the end. I could use hear the dear old mater badgering Rodney.

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