The transformation challenge is now closed. Thanks for a great topic suggestion, Deena.
This week's challenge is animated or automated. (please interpret that however you want)
I had a whole section about civic pride.
Mayor ,'Chosen'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Lee - Mar 02, 2008 9:13:23 am PST #9839 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
SailAweigh - Mar 05, 2008 11:19:34 am PST #9840 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Happy Feet
She heard the ball land on the floor with a wet smack. Turning around, she saw him standing there, hands spread across the lattice of the childproof gate like starfish crawling along the seafloor. Bouncing on his feet a little, he tipped his head back and gave her a wide, not-very-toothy, smile. This was a game they played whenever she washed the kitchen floor. He wasn’t allowed in while she cleaned, but when she was done he got a reward from the cookie jar. It had become automatic. She heard his squeal on her way to open the penguin, “Tookie!”
-t - Mar 05, 2008 12:39:51 pm PST #9841 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Very nice!
SailAweigh - Mar 05, 2008 5:39:23 pm PST #9842 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Heh. I couldn't disappoint Bev! Plus, it was nice to do a little cheerier drabble than what's been coming out of my pen up to now.
Ginger - Mar 05, 2008 5:45:54 pm PST #9843 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Automated Drabble
It was a
☐dark ☐wet ☐clear and
☐stormy ☐blue ☐shiny
☐night ☐sea ☐limo.
The ☐boy ☐model ☐dog
☐sat ☐idled ☐ ☐lay
on the ☐rocky ☐dangerous ☐empty
☐street ☐beach ☐runway.
There was the sound of far away ☐sirens ☐thunder ☐applause
and muffled ☐engines ☐screams ☐shots.
A man walking by threw a
☐sno-cone ☐gun ☐rose
☐into the water ☐at a girl ☐into the trash.
His shoes were caked with
☐dough ☐blood ☐tomato sauce
and he was singing
☐ Hallelujah ☐ show tunes ☐"Meet the Swinger. Polaroid Swinger."
The man
☐screamed ☐fainted ☐laughed
when he saw the ☐cookie jar ☐ pizza ☐body
lying in front of him.
The ☐boy ☐model ☐dog
ran to him and ☐licked ☐kicked ☐kissed him.
The sound of ☐sirens ☐thunder ☐applause
grew louder as they both ☐howled ☐ran ☐ate.
amych - Mar 05, 2008 5:54:39 pm PST #9844 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
The sound of ☐applause
SailAweigh - Mar 05, 2008 5:56:18 pm PST #9845 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Hee.
-t - Mar 06, 2008 6:23:01 am PST #9846 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Clever!
Lee - Mar 09, 2008 1:43:47 pm PDT #9847 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
The animated or automated challenge is now closed.
This week's challenge is opening the box .
Beverly - Mar 09, 2008 10:36:15 pm PDT #9848 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
You've always taken as much care with the wrapping as with the contents: a pastry brush and wooden spoon crossed in the bow of an apron wrapped around the box containing a pretty ceramic pie plate. A pretty pebble twisted in tissue-foil, tied with tinsel, a tiny bottle full of sand with an hourglass drawn and "extra time" hand-lettered on the label, and a list of "things to do with your extra time" on parchment, rolled and tied, all tucked into a small white bag watercolored with sunset, or forest, or ocean.
Your mom always handed you a wrinkled brown paper bag, the top rolled over and crimped shut. Happy Birthday, she'd say. Merry Christmas.