Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #596

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.   Suds
2.   Hops
3.   Wheat
4.   Coffee Stout
5.   Pumpkin
6.   Dress-up
7.   Darkness
8.   Autumn
9.   Shedding
10. Snake

 


4 Comments on “Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #596”

  1. Anklebuster says:

    {10}

    Last autumn, I submitted my book of jokes, puns and witticisms to Coffee Stout magazine, published by my heroes at Pumpkin Press/
    It was one and a half suds. I was so disappointed that I posted the entire book onto their blog, with pictures. Why, oh why did I do that? The trolls came crawling out of the darkness to vomit all over the comment section.

    POST: Why did the snake go into the tool-house?
    Because it was shedding.

    COMMENT: BarleyBoy66 said: That’s dumb. You should’ve said, “What do you get when you cross a snake with amber waves of grain? Shedded Wheat!”
    COMMENT: Mitch said: Ha-ha! That’s a good one,

    POST: A girl hops onto a ventilation grill. What happens next?
    Dress-up.

    COMMENT: GirlGenious2002 said: You stole that from my grandmother’s joke book!
    COMMENT: Mitch said: Hey, Genious [sic], how do you figure?
    COMMENT: GirlGenious2002 said: She told me that when I was a girl. “A lady backed into an airplane propeller. DISASTER!” Get it?
    COMMENT: Mitch said: That is corny af.
    COMMENT: BarleyBoy66 said: @Mitch, Your the one that’s corny.

    POST: Tom Swifty believes that no one should blindly follow his ophthalmologist.
    COMMENT: House4You@SeedyRE.com said: Sounds like @mitch needs a swift kick!

  2. KathleenMK says:

    Mitch ~~ I wonder if I should be reading this at work on my lunch break… but then I shared your jokes. Thanks, again, for making me laugh.

    Write On, PLEASE!

    Kathleen

  3. stormwriter2 says:

    Jenny wiped the dish SUDS onto her rumpled apron and sighed.

    “I can’t believe it’s already AUTUMN,” she lamented. “Where did the year go?”

    “I know,” I said, wiping the last of the flatware dry and polishing the water marks away.

    “Are you going to DRESS UP this Halloween?” she asked.

    I wasn’t planning on it, but one look at Jenny’s face told me that would be the wrong thing to say.

    “Yes,” I said. “But I haven’t really had time to give it much thought. What about you?”

    Jenny’s eyes brightened at the question as though she’d been waiting for me to ask.

    “Oh yeah!” she enthused. “I’m going to go as a SHEDDING SNAKE!”

    “A what?”

    “A shedding snake!”

    “Um,” I said.

    I really didn’t know how to respond. I couldn’t picture what a shedding snake costume might consist of. It didn’t take any more than that, however. Jenny began to explain.

    “I’ll be a regular snake — a shiny sequined snake — but I’ll have a garbage bag or Saran Wrap or something — I haven’t worked out the details yet — as my shed skin trailing behind me. I’ll make the sequins on the shed skin a duller, darker shade than my living, gorgeous skin.”

    I goggled at her.

    “What do you think?” she asked me.

    “Well,” I said, drawing out the word to give me time to formulate a response. “It sounds unique.”

    “Unique enough to win a prize for Most Creative Costume or even Best Costume?” she pressed.

    “Maybe,” I conceded. “I guess it just depends on how you do it. I’m having a hard time picturing it, but it sounds intriguing.”

    Privately, I had my doubts. It sounded like a lot of trouble for a dubious costume, but now was not the time to raise doubts, as I well knew.

    “Yeah,” Jenny went on, oblivious of my misgivings. “And I’m going to win the PUMPKIN carving contest, too.”

    I nodded.

    “And I’ll win the WHEAT maze contest.”

    “There is no contest in the wheat maze,” I informed her. “It’s just a fun activity for the kids.”

    She looked blank.

    “Like the hay ride,” I explained. “That’s not a contest. It’s just something to do as DARKNESS falls, before the bonfire is lit.”

    “Oh,” was all she said, but I could see the thoughts flickering behind her eyes.

    “I suppose we could make a contest to see whose toad HOPS the furthest or the fastest,” I said thoughtfully.

    “No,” she said. “You don’t have to add competitive events just to placate your little cousin.”

    I laughed and said, “Well, are you up for a cup of coffee now that the dishes are all done?”

    “I’ll take a COFFEE STOUT,” she said.

    “I have no idea what that is,” I confessed and Jenny laughed.


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