Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #435

This is a writing prompt. Bet you can’t do it! Take the 10 random words below and crush writer’s block by creating a cohesive, creative short story! And remember: after (if) you finish entering your submission into the comment field, highlight your words and click the bold button to make them stand out and help you determine if you forgot any words. (If you’ve missed previous writing prompts, we BET YOU CAN’T do those, either.) NOTE: Our <b>bolding</b> plugin is gone, so you’ll have to put <b> before and </b> after each of your challenge words if you want them to stand out, but NOT REQUIRED THOUGH!

  1. Adoption
  2. Proselyte
  3. County
  4. Breach
  5. Crown
  6. Efface
  7. Turncoat
  8. Caper
  9. Ordinary
  10. Etching
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9 Comments on “Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #435”

  1. Anklebuster says:

    You say tomato, I say tomahto. Turncoat or proselyte, it matters not, if the Crown deems this caper a breach of County security.

    You can’t just breeze into the Cork Cabbage Patch Kids Adoption Center, efface the etching from a pedigreed doll and try to get away with paying the price of an ordinary doll.

    Don’t be surprised if you are convicted and hanged for treason; this was clearly a disruption of the social order!

    • KathleenMK says:

      Mitch ~ What fun to read!
      You can’t just breeze into the Cork Cabbage Patch Kids Adoption Center … i am still laughing!

      …a disruption of the social order! Snicker, Snicker, Snicker.

      Thanks for the brightening of my day.

      Kathleen

  2. KathleenMK says:

    “I sure would like to do an etching of you,” a light voice, with a touch of gruffness, could be heard saying from behind. “Not an ordinary drawing either, uuummmm, uuumm, uuummm.”

    Is that licking of lips I hear?” the object of affection wondered as he could feel hot breath colliding with the back of his neck. “You wouldn’t want to efface a good piece of paper with a drawing of me,” he said, still unsure who the would-be-Van Gogh was that stood behind him.

    “Uuummm, I can see you in a trench coat…”

    “Now wait a minute,” the skin on his arms began to twitch, very much akin to having ants crawlin’ on yah “… I ain’t no turncoat. I think what yah are suggestin’ would breach a law or two in this here county. Now, I am sorry, I a progressive kinda fella, but there ain’t been no adoption of … nope I have not proselyted away from my good Christian upbringin’. No way, no how!” he was beginning to get hot under the collar, and not just from the person standing too close to him. He began to turn around and face this irritant.

    “Wwwweeeellllllll IIIIII’lllll bbbbbeeeee,” he said finding his sister standing behind him with a big grin on her face. They embraced. “Well now sis, I guess I get to wear the crown of embarrassment on this one as I fell for your little caper.”

    The grin became a snickering which grew to laughter as they held each other.

    • Anklebuster says:

      Ha-ha! Naughty siblings!

      Now I have the image of skin crawling with bugs {{shudder}}.

      That was fun, Kathleen. I was not expecting that twist at the end. (Hence the “naughty”)

      Cheers,

      Mitch

      • KathleenMK says:

        Thanks Mitch ~~ When I looked at the list this a.m. the naughty popped right out of me!

        Happy Days are when I can get your body mind to see what I wrote! (What I saw, too.)

        Have a great day,

        Kathleen

  3. Frustrated with the poor internet reception in her hotel room Jacelyn tried once again to EDIT the information she was trying to insert into the Travel Insurance claim form. If she could just finish this last page she would print a hard COPY and then hit send.
    “‘The RAIN in SPAIN is mainly on the plains.’ Yeah Right!” She muttered.
    The unusually heavy rain had not let up for over 2 days which was an insult to injury quite literally.
    The emergency ROOT CANAL Jacelyn had been forced to have endure while on vacation had proved to be an absolute disaster. First the NEEDLE meant to NUMB the pain had literally struck a nerve. She could have sworn she smelt SMOKE as soon as the Dentist had turned on the DRILL. The SWELLING should have subsided yesterday but her jaw felt even more swollen and painful than it did the day before. Now with the threat of flooding not only was the Dentist office closed but so too was the only pharmacy in the quaint, out of the way village she had chosen to spend her two week vacation.


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