This meme was started by Delores a long time ago. Computer issues led her to bow out for a while. The meme was too much fun to let go, and now Words for Wednesday is provided by a number of people and has become a movable feast.
Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write. Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image. What we do with those prompts is up to us: a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore... We can use some or all of the prompts.
Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog. I would really like it if as many people as possible joined into this fun meme. If you are posting on your own blog - let me know so that I, and other participants, can come along and applaud.
This month the prompts will be posted here.
This weeks prompts are:
- agonizing
- murder
- sleet
- stimulating
- flowers
- offer
And/or
- dramatic
- distinct
- zany
- typical
- sip
- discovery
Many things could be said about Lynne: she was zany and dramatic. At age 16, it was typical that she would want to take a sip in the well of discovery. Even so, Lynne maintained her distinct style of who she was.
ReplyDeleteNice job Susan.
DeleteSusan Kane: Lucky Lynne. I am not sure I managed that at twice her age.
DeleteLet's hope she holds on to that.
DeleteGood job, Susan. You made her real.
DeleteHi EC - well done to Susan ... but I'm flunking out some other major happenings ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteHilary Melton-Butcher: Not a problem. I hope your other major happenings are pleasant.
DeleteThis sleet is zany!
ReplyDeleteI am a little off my game today...
;-)
Sandy: Sleet can put anyone off their game.
DeleteI listened to the zany birds and their distinct sounds while taking a sip of my drink. It was then I made the discovery - a bug in my drink! My friend said my over-dramatic response was typical.
ReplyDeleteHow'd I do?
I like it, I say well done.
DeleteAlex J. Cavanaugh: Echoing Jimmy. And I wonder how the friend would react if the bug was in their drink.
DeleteAs Grandpa would say, fish it out, it didn't drink much!
DeleteWell done.
I like!!
DeleteHa! Perfect, Alex.
DeleteI have mine posted on my blog at this link WFW – MY Favorite Author
ReplyDeletestop by and let me know what you think, may be a little zany but so is life ;)
Jimmy: I will be over in a bit.
DeleteGood morning, everyone....
ReplyDelete"It was a grey, cold morning. SLEET fell as if in a DRAMATIC omen of what was ahead.
Meggie took a SIP of her steaming coffee. The STIMULATING hot liquid was what she needed after a long, sleepless night.
Memories of her childhood flooded back as she gazed through the window. The FLOWERS in the myriad garden plots throughout the property bloomed as if in spite of the gloomy weather.
The wait for the final decision about the distribution of the estate was AGONIZING. She wanted to be anywhere but there in the home of her
childhood. The only thing she wanted was to leave the place for good and never return...nothing else.
Meggie had made her position clear time and time again, but, as it had always been because she was the youngest member of the family by a number of years, no one listened. She knew she was at a DISTINCT disadvantage. It was as if she was invisible to them. To this day they still treated her as if she was an ignorant little child.
Feeling defeated, she had nothing further to OFFER, but TYPICAL of her older siblings, they’d made the whole affair worse than it already was, if that was at all possible after the MURDER of their father.
Once the DISCOVERY of a second will came to light their ZANY behaviour reached ludicrous levels.
Meggie felt disgusted by their blatant greed. The sooner she could get away from the place....and them...the better."
Lee: Excellent use of the prompts. And sadly true. Wills so often bring out the worst in people.
DeleteIt's a shame she can't go now and tell them to go jump in a lake. Such people make me mad, too.
DeleteNicely done Lee, and so true to life, we have witnessed these actions before and am afraid will again.
DeleteExcellent!!!
Delete'Typical. Just bloody typical' Rachel knew that Steve was a cross-dresser with a distinct, dramatic and sometimes zany fashion sense. However, the discovery that he had 'borrowed' her Jimmy Choo stilettos AND worn them in the sleet, was a step too far. His feet were bigger and it would have been agonizing for him, but that didn't alter the fact that her precious shoes were ruined. His offer of daily deliveries of flowers wasn't stimulating any forgiveness in Rachel's heart. She sipped on her coffee and planned her revenge. Murder was one option, but was probably too good for him.
ReplyDeleteBesides, murder lets him off too easily, he has to live with her ire for a while to be truly punished.
DeleteSince his feet are too big for the shoes a good punishment may be to make him wear them for a while ;)
DeleteThis was great!!!
DeleteNice job! I agree with Jimmy. It'd serve the dude right to have to wear those shoes until his feet begged for mercy.
DeleteMurder is too good for him! Nobody's got any business messing with her Jimmy Choo's.
DeleteLoved it.
An interesting selection this week, I won't make promises, but I'll see what I can do.
ReplyDeleteRiver: I hope you can. I always enjoy your creations.
DeleteDear EC, here's my attempt to use both sets of words. The brief story reflects where I am right now with self-publishing. This attempt seems a little self-centered to me--and self-absorbed--but it's where my mind is most of the time. So please excuse my obsession with getting published! Here goes:
ReplyDeleteOne of the discovery I've made in seeking publication of the manuscripts I've written in the past few years is that literary agents have one distinct response to my query letters: they ignore them.
I don't know whether that is typical in publishing or whether it indicates that my manuscripts are not dramatic or zany enough. Perhaps I need to write a murder mystery or an atmospheric thriller in which sleet covers the street as the spy tries to elude the assassin.
In the past, I spent a lot of time agonizing over why I was unsuccessful in getting an agent. Then, several months ago while taking a stimulating sip of Earl Grey tea, I realized that I could self-publish. That's made all the difference in how I am now feeling about writing. It's fun again.
I'm no longer waiting for an agent or an editor to make an offer on my manuscripts. I'm stopping to smell the flowers and enjoy the lack of having to write a certain number of words in a certain way. This, I tell you, is freedom!
Dee: Love it. And am very glad to hear that you are enjoying the fruits of freedom.
DeleteIt sounds like everything is turning the right direction for you now.
DeleteIt's funny how you can't get an agent unless you publish, and it's harder to publish without an agent! They make it difficult on purpose, i believe, and i'm glad you've found a work around.
DeleteGreat words...I'll have to think about them for a while.
ReplyDeleteonly slightly confused: I look forward to the results of your cogitations.
DeleteWhen one hears about a (murder) that's taken place in one's family their loss can become very (agonizing). Which could be much worse than getting hit by (sleet), and for some, their mourning never ends, especially if they can't find it in their heart to forgive, and let go, but for those who can, some (flowers) (offer) such a (stimulating) scent to their senses.
ReplyDeleteLon Anderson: Nice use of the prompts. Forgiveness and letting go is often not easy.
DeleteThanks Elephant's Child!
DeleteI find life in itself is not always easy, but how liberating I've found it to be when I've let go and forgave.
I'll check my new blog later, in case you happen to stop by my friend.
Lon Anderson: I have visited your new blog.
DeleteForgiveness isn't easy, but so needed.
DeleteWell done Lon, Forgiveness is a hard thing to accomplish for a lot of people, but so necessary and rewarding once we learn to forgive.
DeleteNice job with the words.
Everyone has had a lot of fun and done a good job again this week....thanks, EC. :)
ReplyDeleteLee: They have. This is such a wonderful meme and community.
DeleteCan think of a few lines - oh dear me, never mind.
ReplyDeleteMargaret-whiteangel: Next time. Or the time after.
DeleteIt had been an agonizing murder and although he had planned it for days, he didn't anticipate the sleet. That had caused him worry at first but then he found it stimulating to overcome that problem. The flowers he had placed by the body was his offer of thanks for the girl being a challenging sport.
ReplyDeleteSounds quite gruesome. Well told, and i hope he gets caught!
DeleteMason Canyon: Your dark side is on display. Love it.
DeleteTrying to see if i can get a link to work this time. http://messymimismeanderings.blogspot.com/2017/11/weeds-are-flowers-too-once-you-get-to.html
ReplyDeleteNope, it links back to this page! No clue what i'm doing wrong.
Deletehttp://messymimismeanderings.blogspot.com/2017/11/weeds-are-flowers-too-once-you-get-to.html
here is the html code Mimi:
DeleteWeeds Are Flowers Too
messymimi: I have been, I have read, I have applauded. I am so impressed with those who can master a continuing story.
DeleteIt is good to encourage the writers:)
ReplyDeleteWeekend-Windup: This reader is always happy to encourage writers. They enrich my world.
DeleteWinter feels an agonizing murder by sleet!
ReplyDeleteI miss the stimulating flowers that offer my senses so much beauty and healing.
Cloudia: Love it - and fond as I am of winter I suspect many would agree with you.
DeleteHere is mine: A Betrayal
ReplyDeleteCindi Summerlin: I want more. Greedy but true.
DeleteThose are great prompts. I jotted them down--you never know what might jump start my mojo.
ReplyDeleteTara: Welcome and thank you. I hope you will join us. Definitely the more the merrier.
DeleteI love your photo EC.
ReplyDeleteBob Bushell: Thank you.
DeleteShe took a sip of her Zima only to make the shocking discovery that the flavor was not typical of other malt beverages. No, not all. It wasn't some zany fly by night gimmick either. It was delicious. Flavor danced around her mouth. The taste was distinct and unique. Could this be her new accompaniment to a fine meal? She mentioned her pleasure with the bubbly drink to the waiter who informed her that it was only available for two more days. It was a limited release. A throwback from the nineties. She released a dramatic, "No!" before she ordered another glass.
ReplyDeleteHave a beachy week! And try some Zima :)
Elsie
Elsie Amata: Love it. And isn't it always the way. You discover something wonderful - and it is taken off the market.
DeleteZima!!
DeleteDriving home after the funeral was agonizing in the slippery sleet. She was numb since the murder of her husband but felt some comfort recalling the stimulating eulogies from those who loved him. Equal comfort came from the offer to place some fragrant flowers from the funeral in her car to keep her company on the long drive home alone.
ReplyDeleteLinda Starr: Sad, and lovely. I hope that the widow doesn't drive alone for too long. (Not a new love interest, but some company).
DeleteSitting in the porch swing she took a sip of her mint julep with typical sophistication. Standing close by he was unfortunately making the discovery his zany attitude might not suit her dramatic style.
ReplyDeleteLinda Starr: There is something about a porch swing which calls for a mint julep isn't there? Not that I have ever had one.
DeleteWhat a fun meme! Thanks for stopping by my blog today.
ReplyDeleteChristine: It was my pleasure. Sandra's winks and nods are always worth exporing.
DeleteWell done everyone! I love reading all your responses!!
ReplyDeleteMagic Love Crow: They are fun aren't they? And so different.
DeleteI think about the Scrabble tile picture a whole bunch when I look at your Words for Wednesday posts. When I see it, I am reminded how poor of a Scrabble player I am, but also how Scrabble was one of the few games we played as a family when I was a little'un. I have a German Scrabble board game these days & play with the hubby occasionally. As my German is better than his, I usually hold my own fairly well!
ReplyDeleteBea: I am a woeful scrabble player and would be worse (much worse) in another language.
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ReplyDeleteIt was agonising but what can I do but to kill. Yes, murder you said but it is for the greater good. Bit by bit i tear and tear. It was stimulating to see them fall. Yes, I have to murder all the leaves on the lime tree so that it would offer me more flower and bear more fruit.
Small Kucing: Sorry it has taken me so long to respond. I have had a busy few days. Love your very different take on murder.
DeleteSo many creative vignettes, very clever!
ReplyDeleteKim: And fun.
DeleteIt was fear of discovery that I concealed the murder weapon!
ReplyDeleteRomance Reader: Thank you for joining us. I hope you concealed it well...
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