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Posted by Imelda S in Stories at 21:25 | Saturday, March 24. 2012 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)
This is my response to this Bloggy Mom's Writers' Workshop Challenge -
A strange envelope arrives in the mail. It is yellow, unmarked, and sealed with tape. What's in it? Where did it come from? Will you open it? What happens next? Answer all of these questions in 1,000 words or less.
Like a student cramming for an exam or a project, I am submitting my assignment at the last minute, well, make it last hour and a half. I would have loved to use up more words, but I was afraid that they would only ruin what I perceive to be a semi-logical story line. Besides, the fewer the words, the fewer the mistakes. Anyway, here is my story....
Thank you for visiting.
“At last we found you. Just in time. We have always searched for you....” The pen formed the words to finish the letter. When it was done, it was carefully placed in an envelop and sealed.
Posted by Imelda S in Stories at 17:32 | Saturday, February 25. 2012 | Comment (1) | Trackbacks (0)
This week's prompt: Let's go shopping. You choose what kind of shopping, but you must involve 2 characters on the trip, and there must be a conflict of some kind (not necessarily between those 2 characters). Write a paragraph from the point of one character, then write the same interaction from another character's point of view.
Part I. SYLVIA
Sylvia paced in the little conference room. The lawyer was late. That lawyer is taking so much of my time. Madam is left alone at home. She grumbled. I don't even know why I am here. They said it was about the lady at the mall. I didn't do anything to her. Promise. Ech! What's this? I can do better than this. She thought when she looked at the acrylic abstract on the wall. She looked at her golden watch. Siiggghhhh. He is taking so long! Then she went back to sit on her chair. The door creaked. A youngish looking man in a brown suit came in. Sylvia unconsciously dabbed a hankie on her red lipstick.
“So, you saw this lady at the mall?” the man said as he laid down a video surveillance picture of a woman by the fountain.
What pretty blue eyes! Focus, focus, Sylvia, she told herself. “Oh! Yes! Where was I? I was pushing Madam on her wheelchair. She is rather old you know. We were just coming out of Macy's. Madam wanted to go to the jewelry store....”
Part II. MRS. INGRID MARPLE, a.k.a., Madam
“What a way to make a living,” said the lawyer.
The lawyer, with a sigh, turned off the player and reached for his phone. Soon he was heard asking his client, “Do you have any other witness?”
Posted by Imelda S in Stories at 21:21 | Friday, February 17. 2012 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)
The prompt for this week:
Update - February 26, 2012
I revised the story following the suggestions of Stephanie of Bloggy Moms Writers' Workshop. Thanks to her, I have learned some skills on how to make sentences tighter and more accurate, among other things. These writing exercises have also helped me realize first hand the importance of my mother tongue. But I suppose it is a fitting subject of another post. I will keep the old version at the bottom of the revised version for reference. :-) The new version is down to 1512 words, just a few over the limit.
Write a love story in 1500 words or less. Mine is beyond that. Again. But after following some advice from the group, I managed to trim the excess to just 61 words, instead of 224 extra words.
Anyway, this story has references to Philippine mythology and folklore. To explain some terms, I linked those up with the appropriate web resources.
I'd appreciate help in trimming this down to the desired word count.
THE ENGAGEMENT - Revised Version
The ring had not sat long on her fingers when it came.
Thank you for dropping by.
Posted by Imelda S in Stories at 23:17 | Wednesday, February 8. 2012 | Comments (4) | Trackbacks (0)
For this week, we were told to write about a conflict between two inanimate objects. Here is my take. Enjoy.
THE LAMP POST AND THE TRELLIS
Posted by Imelda S in Stories at 08:10 | Sunday, February 5. 2012 | Comments (4) | Trackbacks (0)
This story is for the Bloggy Mom Writers' Workshop. This time, we were let loose - we had to find our own inspiration using Pinterest. Now, that was a little tricky because I had no Pinterest account when the prompt was given. I had to copy the pictures that poked my fancy right on this page and link them to their pages so that they don't get lost. These pictures were not my first choice, but the first one that I wanted to write on disappeared when I refreshed the page.
Anyway, the picture of the fully made-up eye below inspired me to write something about the desire to remain young and beautiful forever to the point that there is almost fear of getting and looking old. It proved to be a little too complicated for me and I almost gave up. Somehow, at the last minute, I managed to get past through my own obstacles and put something that is hopefully comprehensible. Thank you for reading. Feel free to put in your inputs and comments.
There was a lady who was scared of getting old. She visited her mirror an untold number of times each day not so much as to admire herself – though there was much to admire about herself – but to check for new lines and blemish on her fair face. Her hair did not escape scrutiny either. She scanned each strand for signs of white. Her husband had long learned to keep his peace during one of these, his wife's, moods.
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