Try writing an opening line for each of the following words. Set the timer for 10-15 minutes and do as many as the time allows. Don't agonize over one by trying to do them in order. Let inspiration be your guide.fable
memory
crabapple
honestly
sea
affectionate
funk
lightness
cyborg
clay
fresh
spider
musty
eternal
theater
heaven
crisp
pitch
eastern
carnage
fable - I thought it was the most beautifully wrought fable I had ever heard, but it turned out that every word of it was true, even the part where the animals speak.
ReplyDeletememory - I woke up this morning with no memory of who I was.
crabapple - It was a hot summer's day and we lazed beneath the shade of the old crabapple tree gazing at the sky glittering through the leaves
honestly - They honestly believed I had no chance of succeeding, but I proved them all wrong.
sea - They say the sea reclaims its own but I was determined to hold onto her as long as I could.
affectionate - Saying my father was more affectionate than my mother is like saying a gnat is bigger than a flea.
funk - Violet's blue funk was so deep it had turned purple.
lightness -
cyborg - "Cyborg 792B you are scheduled for recycling. Report to the Center immediately."
clay -
fresh -
spider - "When I say I hate spiders, what I mean is I want to crawl out of my skin if one even thinks about touching me."
musty - With a groan of arthritic hinges and a waft of musty air, I threw back the lid of the ancient trunk.
eternal - Though it took him over a thousand years, he finally found the loophole in eternal damnation.
theater - The boarded, shuttered theater wasn't dead, it was merely napping, waiting for me to wake it up.
heaven - If the gate locks behind you then heaven is no better than hell.
crisp -
pitch -
eastern - She would come from the Land of the Eastern Sun and that alone caused the kingdom to draw a collective breath and await her arrival.
carnage - If I didn't get my way, carnage wouldn't even begin to describe what I would do to them.
I added an extra 15 minutes while I waited for some photos to upload to Flickr. I'm not sure why most of them ended up in the first person since I rarely write in the first person. Maybe my brain just took the shortest route possible because of the time restraint and just used I rather than trying to come up with characters.
Joyce