Once More With Feeling Writing Prompts: Day 14

I’m looking forward to welcoming my teenage son and my husband home from there trip tonight.  I have been equal parts missing them and entertaining a little freedom of sorts.  I still had our youngest with me, but not having to split my focus between three separate individuals has been somewhat relaxing.  Sunday, Lisa and I made charcoal face mask peels and recorded ourselves peeling them off.  It wasn’t necessarily a wild party, but for me it was great fun especially when you add jungle juice made with tequila and any frozen fruit I could find to the mix.

I may or may not elaborate on the face mask night.  For now, I best get down to my writing prompt.  Thinking of making it a Wednesday post after the initial 30 is finished.  I’d ask what you all think, but the interaction on the blog just doesn’t seem to happen.  Chime in with your opinion if you’d like.  I’m leaning towards starting a “Writing Prompt Wednesday” as well as a “Throw it in the Lake Thursday Book Review”.    I still have some time before I’ll be freed up enough to make that decision, since these writing prompts are taking up most of my posting time.

But enough about my life and such, how bout that writing prompt.  Today, we have a deceptively simple one.  Feel free to follow along.  The list can be found here but the day’s prompt is this: Write about a keepsake.

Do you have a keepsake in mind? I do.  Let’s get started, shall we? Read more of this post

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Once More With Feeling Writing Prompts: Day 12

My husband and I left for our postponed (by 11 years) honeymoon when I posted my last writing prompt.  I had intended on posting them with my phone while I was out of state, but it just didn’t end up happening that way.  Then this last week was spent getting my husband and oldest son ready for a trip to D.C. So I ended up not getting any of it done and only just barely got a post out on WMHB.  That said, this prompt is quite late, and I failed to do a prompt a day like I kept telling myself I was going to.  No chrome pigment powders for me!  That said, I’m penalizing myself.  After I finish all 30 prompts, I’m doing 11 extra so that I will have an unbroken 30 days of writing.  I’m doing this for me and not for sparkly glitters.

Just as a side note before I write on this prompt, I broke down and bought an adult coloring book.  I was at Target with my husband and two kinds, and the check-out register had coupons for Papermate products that featured two colorable sides.  Next day, I went to Dollar Tree and found two small adult coloring books that caught my eye, so I’m going to use it for therapy because I think I’ve been letting things get me too wound up and I do find coloring to be calming.  I was about to buy some coloring pencils for them as well when I remembered the art kit someone bought me one Christmas that I still have.  The only downside to them is that I’m still finding is that the sticks of color are easily broken when I sharpen the pencils, so I end up with a lot of wasted pencil.  Oh well, better than never using them at all right?  That would be a lot of wasted pencil!

Enough about my coloring escapades! You want writing and if I go to Facebook one more time, I’ll never get this post done!

Our writing prompt for today could be somewhat of a lengthy one, but I’ll try not to drag it out too long. As always feel free to follow along.  The writing prompt is: Who have you forgotten about until right now? Think hard and list five people from your past that you really should have written something about by now but haven’t. Circle the name of the person who stands out the strongest. Write a description or brief memoir of that person. 

I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to start this, but I’ll give it my absolute best. Also the person I’m going to write about will be highlighted in red.  Let’s get started shall we? Read more of this post

Once More With Feeling Writing Prompts: Day 10

So, how bout that major sports team? Heard they’re not doing so major this year.

Seriously though, sometimes I don’t even know how to take my own writing.  1NS is like a fevered dream.  Quick and dangerously hot, but now that I’m nearly done with it I’m feeling a little disappointed.  It’s just so short, and I want there to be more of it!  I did finish writing up what I had on paper and transferring it onto the computer last night, so I’m one more step towards that final goal.  There’s one part in it that needs a little more writing to connect the pieces together, and then I just need to finish out the ending.  Page count on my Open Office program as it stands has it at thirteen pages with size twelve Times New Roman font.  So, maybe I’ll end up with twenty to twenty-tree pages?  Since I’m going to try to market it, I might not post the ending here.  I’m still debating on that.  I mean on one hand I’m not sure if I’d have enough pages to market it at all, and in that case I’ll have to bust my hump to finish off Vertigo since it’s the next closest to completion and then maybe another short story that I’ll write and try to sell them all together as a small short story collection?  I guess we’ll see.  If I do have enough content to put 1NS out there alone, then I won’t have to worry about all that.  Besides, I’ll want to let it sit a little, then go back at it with my Little Editor Beth who I kept back with a choke-collar to keep her from stopping my forward momentum.

Well, now that I’ve got that out of my system lets get on to a writing prompt, shall we?  So, what do we have for us today? Day 10 is: What was your favorite childhood toy? *blinks* nope! that’s not awkward at all!  Ah well! Let’s get started, shall we? Read more of this post

Once More With Feeling Writing Prompts: Day 6

I’ll start this post by wishing my older sister a happy birthday.  We may not talk, but she’s still my sister.  Funny how one decides to not talk to me, and the other comes back into my life.  Also, interestingly enough, today’s prompt is more of a thoughtful post as well, and will be more journal like. Instead of dwelling on the bullheadedness of the people I’m related to, I’m going to focus on today’s prompt which asks the question: Who do you want to be when you are 40? (Or 50 or 60, etc. if you are already 40) Read more of this post

Failed!

I’m posting this as if I wrote it in the early AM before going to sleep, when in reality I was writing it on a notebook from the beginning of Saturday, but didn’t make it to the computer because of Family Movie Night and Living Room Camp Out!  I’ll write about those in a bit but first, what I was to post for my “Saturday” post! Read more of this post

Luke, I’m Your Sister?

Okie, I’m going to let my geek flag fly today.  I’ve been searching the internet galaxy for a “deleted” scene.  I’ve seen pictures that may or may not have been Photoshop’ed and I’ve come up not with what I was searching for, but it prompted me to write this post.  I am talking about a scene in The Empire Strikes Back in which Luke and Leia “make out”.  If you don’t know who I’m talking about, you have been living under a rock, that’s all I got to say, and for those of you that do know who I’m talking about, don’t judge.  Just hear me out I have some things that I want to say from a writer’s standpoint.  Read on if you’re game!

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Mr. Darcy’s Obsession by Abigail Reynolds

I came across a free eBook called Mr. Darcy’s Obsession by Abigail Reynolds and was intrigued.  It is a retelling of the story of Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.  In this story, Elizabeth is even more unsuitable for Mr. Darcy, having lost her father and is near to impoverished.   Read more of this post

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Challenge #3 – Mystery Guest

On your birthday, instead of buying you a gift, your best friend has invited a mystery guest to your place for dinner. You’re stunned when you learn who it is.  Write about your experience with this guest in 250 words (or less).

It’s my birthday and everyone is here except Cynthia, my best friend number one.  Rachel, best friend number two, told me she was running a little late with my present, so I wasn’t worried.

When she arrived, instead of holding a gift, she brought my little sister Crystal.  She’d gained weight, but haven’t we all, and she was still barely five feet tall, but there was something else about her that gave her a down-on-her-luck kind of look.  I could only assume it had to do with the “boyfriend” she’d been living with for the past few years.

She didn’t smile, in fact she looked grouchy.  Cynthia couldn’t have forced her to come, she was too nice for that, so Crystal had to have traveled the eight-hour car ride of her own free will.  As I had no idea she was coming, I took offence to her attitude.  So, I asked her why she’d come.

It would seem that she’d left the dirt-bag that had been keeping her away from the family, and he’d threatened her and her two girls.  They were standing behind their mother, Olivia and Melanie.  Melanie I’d only seen once in person, when she was already four years old.  They looked up at me with large eyes, luminous with fear.  My home was as far away as Crystal could think to go.  I didn’t even need her to ask me, despite past treatment, I welcomed her and her children with open arms.