Freewrite Friday - Tired Grain

Once again, I'm posting this on a non-Friday. I missed last one so my plan is to post another tomorrow. We'll see how real life aligns with my plan. Lately they've been on different schedules...

Anyhow, this is Tired Grain. Enjoy!

A Wedding At the End of the World

Catching up on some blogging today. Just for fun, I thought I'd post my entry for Jillian Dodd's That Wedding Contest. Which I totally did not win. My entry was...different, to say the least, so that wasn't a big surprise. (See the winners here.) The challenge was to write about your dream wedding, but I've already had my dream wedding in real life, and the thought of writing a traditional wedding scene bored me. So I went waaaay outside of the box. And into the zombie apocalypse.

Freewrite Friday!: Handsome Clover

So not in the mood to do this tonight. Frantically working on an overdue story, still editing a blog post I've been working on all week, and have barely started packing for tomorrow's 8 AM flight. But the show must go on. This is gonna be done quickly and probably a whole hot mess. But here goes nothing.

Handsome Clover

“I made it to the end of the rainbow. This gold is mine, fair and square.”

The leprechaun frowned. “But you’re not supposed to be able to see where the rainbow goes. The ends should fade away into a fine, invisible mist.”

“Yeah, well, I do and they don’t. So let go of the pot and let’s both get on with our lives.”

“No!” For someone only two feet tall, the leprechaun was surprisingly strong. He gave the sturdy iron pot a tug, but I wasn’t letting go. This gold was gonna pay for my nose job. And then Bradley Strandler would have to notice me. I’d heard it a million times – “You could be so pretty if it wasn’t for that nose” – and I was ready to take matters into my own hands. Just as soon as I got this pot out of the leprechaun’s hands.

Freewrite Friday! - Encouraging Mailbox

Today’s suggestion was ‘Encouraging Mailbox.’ I really like this one. Knew what I wanted to do with it pretty much immediately. So, here goes:

            Mark walked out to his mailbox with high hopes. It had been a tough week, but he had a feeling that today would be the day. Today, Mark was getting accepted to college.

            He slowly pulled the red door open and held his breath. There was a flyer - probably more coupons from the Smart Mart down the street, something from Investor’s Bank - probably another threatening letter for Dad, and on top, a single white envelope from Meadow University.

Freewrite Friday! - Old Wilderness

It's officially freewrite Friday! Opened up the Improv Suggestomatic and it gave me....

So, here it goes. Old Wilderness. (Copy/pasted this from Word. Don't know why it's all triple spaced and don't have time to fiddle with it right now. Will work on fixing this for next week)

Mirandifer Gusterson could hardly wait to deboard the hoverbus.  They were almost to Forest Park, for their tenth grade class trip, and she was bursting with excitement. Her parents were total tightwinds, insisting that she leave the door open when Toddley came over, but she’d heard Forest Park was huge, with plenty of hiding spots away from Teacher Pat’s prying eyes. She was totally gonna make out with Toddley under a tree.