Showing posts with label writing prompt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing prompt. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: The Trap



THE PINK GLOVE LAY ON THE GROUND, ALMOST COVERED by mud. But Darwin saw where she had dropped it and the sly glance over her shoulder as she crossed the road, tugging her skirts to avoid the muck. She had meant for him to see — as close to an invitation as he would get.

Darwin didn’t wait to be told twice. He bounded into the busy street, narrowly missing the dairy wagon. He scooped up the glove and shook it, spattering mud all over his clean shirt.

“Miss!”

She looked at him through dewy lashes.

“I believe you dropped this.”



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Wednesday, May 21, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: That's Love

PROMPT: The truth about love.



He raised a calloused hand, weathered by age and hard work, to shield his eyes from the sun and cast a weary glance far into the distance.

Though the days had stretched into years, he knew that some day he would see the figure moving toward him — that familiar gait, though perhaps a little slower for the passage of time — but there he would be… coming home at long last.

Every day the old man stood at the end of his driveway and watched the dusty road with that one hope.

Some day… perhaps today… the prodigal son would return.


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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: Curiosity

PROMPT: You find a box in the attic that isn’t yours.


It was hand-carved, overlaid in hammered gold. I blew dust from the top and set it on the floor before me. What could be inside? So many possibilities. The runes encircling an engraved eagle spelled out a warning. I smiled. Curses were a myth. Weren’t they?

Whatever was in that box… I had to know.

I slid the ivory pin from the latch and raised the lid. The hinges creaked their objection.

Then the rushing wind, like a thousand bats taking flight with a screech. I gasped and slammed it closed, but t’was too late.

“Pandora! What have you done?”


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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: Stalking Ashton

PROMPT: Do you want fries with that?


Ten years. That’s how long I’ve loved him.

He doesn’t know I exist — never once noticed me — but I’ve loved him for ten years… from the other side of my binoculars.

Every day I’ve watched him. Every night I lay awake pondering what I would say to him if he ever were to look my way: “Hello, Destiny. I’ve been waiting for you to walk into my life,” or “Do I know you or have I just seen you in my dreams?”


But no… I took one look in those baby blues and blurted, “Do you want fries with that?”


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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: That's Mine!

PROMPT: Today's Horoscope: Your prized possession will end up in someone else's hands.


Jason smiled and held my hand. I could get lost in those deep blue eyes, and I did… often. I squeezed his hand and released it.

"I have something for you." I reached up behind my neck and unclasped my senior key necklace. It was my most valued possession — a symbol of my accomplishment, a sign that I was near to liberty. I re-clasped the chain and dangled it over his open palm, gazing deep into his eyes so he would know the depth of my feelings for him.

That was last week.


Today Wendy walked into class wearing it.



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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: Fred

PROMPT: The devil's name was Fred.


I found my keys in the toilet this morning. I have an idea how they got there, but Mom refused to hear my theories. Naturally, I was late for school. And after a bottle of sanitizer, my hands still felt diseased.

I slipped into geometry. The teacher was already collecting the homework, so I reached in my backpack to grab mine. I’d spent an hour and a half trying to make sense of it, but I finally understood. With a proud smile, I held out the paper.

When Mr. Welburn hesitated, I glanced at the paper.

Fred is so dead.


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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: I See You

PROMPT: You are on a crowded subway platform when you see a familiar face.



Across the sea of faces, I see his eyes light up with recognition. He knows who I am.

When he begins the trek toward me, I swallow hard and search for a means of escape. Anywhere. But I’m blocked in — it’s just too crowded.

My stomach flips upside-down, and I can feel the pizza I ate for lunch fighting for its freedom. The closer he comes, the harder it struggles. I must get away, somehow. My palms are cold and clammy. My feet shift beneath me, inching backward in self-preservation.

Suddenly, he’s there.

“Thought that was you. So… you in?”