Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #486

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 bolding plugin is gone, so you’ll have to put before and after each of your challenge words if you want them to stand out, but NOT REQUIRED THOUGH! Or, as cleverly done by a CCC-er you can CAPITALIZE the challenge words in your piece.

I am beginning to invite others to be the author of a week’s list of words, that means you too! All you have to do is email me at TheHandMaiden_Kathleen@hotmail.com

 

  1. Absent minded
  2. Winds
  3. Turbulence
  4. Crush
  5. Dilution
  6. Protective
  7. Rock
  8. Blast
  9. Crystal
  10. Precious
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3 Comments on “Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #486”

  1. Anklebuster says:

    Jamie knew she only had precious moments before the side-effect manifested. With trembling hands, she broke the protective seal and removed the crystal from the canister. Another battle ensued between the winds and the turboprop. Jamie cursed as she nearly bumped her head against the door.

    The crystal clattered into the sink. The toilet paper stopped it from dropping into the drain. Jamie used her wedding ring to crush the silver crystal. Finally, she turned on the tap. The water turned bright red. She had to wait until it was pink.

    Another howling gust caused the little plane to rock like a hobby horse. Jamie began to see stars. Belatedly, she stuffed some toilet paper into her nostrils. Just as the proper dilution was achieved, Jamie began to hallucinate.

    A small part of her continued the mission, despite the sensation of lethargy growing in her eyelids. She thought of counting backwards to stave off the absent-minded tendrils tickling her conscious. Harry was asleep…the coffee was a tad bitter…so was the delayed-reaction cyanide pill, now dissolving in her gut…pink, ah, so pretty…where’s the bloody lighter?

    Jamie flicked the light switch. No, that wasn’t right. She reached into her bra and extracted an exquisitely engraved lighter. The plane yawed suddenly. Jamie’s forehead smacked into the mirror. Shards of light pierced her sleepy eyes.

    Death by turbulence was fine; as long as she didn’t miss her chance to blast these bastards to hell, first. She spun the wheel on the lighter.

    • KathleenMK says:

      Mitch ~ I hope this gets a chance at a writing of the pre-story as you had me intrigued from the get go on this one.

      And especially when you close it with …Death by turbulence was fine; as long as she didn’t miss her chance to blast these bastards to hell, first. She spun the wheel on the lighter.

      Please, Write On — on this one!

      Kathleen


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