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The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!

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Jeff Wrangler:

--- Quote from: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 06:05:30 pm ---Jeff, I hope you'll consider penning a few words for the drabblefest!

Hugs,
L

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Very kind of you, Sweetie--and you, too, Fern--but don't be holdin' your breath.  :-\

I'll admit that this evening I've looked at some stuff that I've written, part of a story that may or may not ever be completed and posted, but it's already too long for a drabble, even if it got broken up into a couple of drabbles.  :-\

MaineWriter:

--- Quote from: Jeff Wrangler on February 01, 2007, 11:54:03 pm ---Very kind of you, Sweetie--and you, too, Fern--but don't be holdin' your breath.  :-\

I'll admit that this evening I've looked at some stuff that I've written, part of a story that may or may not ever be completed and posted, but it's already too long for a drabble, even if it got broken up into a couple of drabbles.  :-\

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So write a new one darlin! The idea is to be spontaneous, in response to a prompt. I know you are creative....

L

opinionista:

--- Quote from: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 08:36:52 pm ---I am loving the creativity that is happening here! Janice, flexing her writing wings for the first time; Natali sharing her story;...Milli, that letter has me in tears! Haunted, love the tea party and I can picture it so well...

This is great, everyone, please keep joining in!

I'll post some more prompts tomorrow.

Leslie

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Well, Les what I posted is hardly a story. It's something I began and never finished. After posting it, I've begun to change a few things already but the truth is I can't really do this right now.  :-\

MaineWriter:
For today, take a creative writing turn with the following:


* fire
* high heeled shoes
* newspaper or magazine
Leslie

Bigheart:

--- Quote from: opinionista on February 01, 2007, 06:56:20 pm ---Well, here's something I wrote a long time ago, when I tried to write a fanfiction story. I didn't have the time, plus it is pretty hard for me to write a story in English. But here it is. Be gentle please. I don't even know if it is any good, but what the hell.

*****
At two in the morning a cool strong summer wind came blowing from east, filling the air of the vast lonely plains of Lightning Flat, with a foul-smelling odor of cattle and excrements. Mary Twist, who was lying on her bed with her eyes wide opened, barely noticed it. She was too busy roaming in the labyrinth of her inner thoughts, searching for a pleasant memory that would help her sleep, and would give her the strength she needed to go on living during the morning. Her life had been nothing as she once dreamed, except perhaps for the birth of her only son, Jack, and a daughter who didn’t live enough to receive a name but that she liked to remember as Rose. It was a baby who tried too soon to come into this world. Mary was just six month along when the early birthing pains surprised her and the baby didn’t make it. –There’ll be no crying in my house-, her husband demanded, upon her return from the hospital. And Mary complied knowing that no matter how strong he pretended to be, deep in his heart the lost of the baby pained him too. So, life went on as if nothing happened. Mary managing to cry a little between her chores, always in silent, always making sure her husband wouldn’t catch her. She did it mostly when bathing Jack, who at the age of three liked to wipe out the tears off her face as if it was a game.

At two fifteen, the familiar sound of a vehicle approaching the ranch brought Mary back into the present. She could swear it was Jack, but it seemed too early in the summer for him to be back. Mary was sure Jack’s job was supposed to end by mid September. But the truck kept getting closer and closer, and Mary thought it was time to get up and see who it was. It was Jack. Joyful, Mary put on her robe and slippers, and went downstairs to meet him.

343 words. Sorry.

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I loved this, Natali  :) And would love to see more of it whenever you feel you can and are up to it  :)

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