Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #547

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.

      1. Baton Twirling
      2. Bamboozled
      3. Valor
      4. Wisdom
      5. Unify
      6. Quaint
      7. Nostalgia
      8. Overwhelming
      9. Indulgence
      10. Insight
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11 Comments on “Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #547”

  1. Anklebuster says:

    As he kneeled in prayer by his bed, Lucius Nostradamus Commodus beseeched the heavens for a challenge. He had already amassed a vast fortune by traveling around the country, winning lotteries, hitting casinos and obliterating MLM sales records. He didn’t even bother with real estate and stock markets, as those endeavors were the purview of honest folks–more so than venues where honest folks were often bamboozled out of their hard-earned money. Lucius’s quaint notion of virtue was akin to the valor of Robin Hood, or at least, honor among thieves.

    For there was no question but that Mr. Commodus was a thief. He was the snatcher of insight and the pick-pocket of wisdom. Worse, he was the Peeping Tom of the future, able to unify the gems of critical thinking with the overwhelming certainty of knowledge to guarantee his success in any undertaking. His self-indulgence had reduced all sense of adventure to the level of a common stick-up artist. He needed something new. Lucius hit the pillow and fell asleep.

    The heavens answered.

    A baton twirling angel came unto Lucius on a dark thundercloud and rebuked him, “You have been consumed by nostalgia, yearning for your human past. Though you have done well to leave the oil and wine untouched, you have taken the wheat and barley for yourself. Behold, your forsaken steed awaits under a cherry tree. Take it, reclaim your heart and make the hole for the world to see. You must no longer delay the breaking of the fourth seal!”

    Lucius awoke with the clarity of a starving man. He had found his challenge.

  2. Blogging is like baton twirling, wrote Anna, instantly regretting it. The words trailed off as she took another swig of Bamboozled, the trendy, blue liquor that all the bestselling book authors were blathering on about. Anna cocked an eyebrow at the faintly glowing screen. Her fingers danced on the backspace key. The blank, off-white screen mocked her with its flashing cursor.

    “How the hell is blogging like baton twirling?” she muttered. The client had asked for a blogging tips article, with no fewer than twenty-seven similes likening blogging to high school athletic activities. Exactly twenty-seven would be even better. How quaint. How old-school. Twenty seven. 27. Chicago Manual of Style would probably quibble with the Bloggers’ Bible of Banal Biz Bits. Anna had done a bit of nostalgic brainstorming and stretched the similes about as far as they could stretch without snapping like Silly Putty: football, volleyball, marching band, swim team, cheer squad, water boy… she needed only one more to unify the whole thing, wrap it up in a bow, and deliver it to be spun and repackaged in a free book hawking a $497 webinar the client was currently flogging. But when it came to her own role on the field of play, baton twirling, Anna drew a blank. Of all the activities, the one she knew best – her very own niche, as they’d say in the blogging biz – gave her the most trouble.

    What was that hackneyed advice someone always trotted out, eager to prove they knew nothing at all about the process of writing? Ahh, yes: “Write what you know.” If writers only wrote what they knew, they’d have no friends and readers would have no unicorns. Or dragons. Or amazingly awesome, turn-a-passive-profit-while-you-sleep biz tips for bloggers. Anna poured another shot of the strong drink she’d taken to calling Boozbammeled, and plumbed its shallow depths for instant insight.

    Indulgence in alcohol was rarely helpful, but sometimes it loosened her fingers and dislodged things deep in her brain that caused the synapses to fire funny all at once. Rarely was it magical, but occasionally, it got the job done. All she could think of, now, was that time Carla tried a flip while twirling and landed on her upright baton as if it were her boyfriend, Richard’s…

    Never mind. Anna shook her head and decided that wisdom was the better part of valor, or something, and dismissed that fateful image.

    There was that other time, when Anna had thrown her rapidly twirling baton far too high, trying to impress Jimmy Jingleheimersmith, and as she and half the marching band watched in awe and wonder, the metal bar smacked her squarely on the bridge of her nose, giving her a broken schnoz and two black eyes, just in time for the Homecoming Dance. She nodded, and began typing furiously: Blogging is like baton twirling. If you aren’t careful, your rapidly spun words will come back to bop you in the nose. Or not, she thought, proud of herself for not mentioning Carla’s mishap, even though it would have been killer for the SEO.

    Also posted at http://jahangiri.us/2017/blogging-is-like-baton-twirling/ which I am desperately trying to revive from the dead, and gratefully using the CCC prompts to prime the pump.


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