When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
This month the words are given by Hilary Melton-Butcher and can be found at River's blog: Drifting through Life
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Sculpture
Amendment
Timeline
Bog
Castle
and/or:
Sword
Crew
Buffalo
Forest
Variation
These words just did not speak to me at all. But as the 'rules' also say: "Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them" I went with none and continued my story of The Effervescent Water.
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Part two
Part three
Marja and Paula, the two Birch sisters, fervently wished they were invisible. The effervescent water had chased away any vestige of the Dream Drops, and they were now facing an angry Thora.
"Paula and Marja! Why are you here on The Farm if you just wish to dream your days away?" Thora asked, "We have had no problem filling the school, and we have had to say no to some children - or actually we never got to ask them. I hope you have a very good explanation."
"Do we?" Marja asked her bigger sister. Paula looked at Marja, then back at Thora, and slowly shook her head. "No," she said in a low voice filled with despair. "I, we .. no I can't explain."
"Then let's start somewhere else," Thora said. "How often have you been using Dream Drops here at the Farm?"
"Today was the first time ever," Marja said. "At least I never tried it before."
"And you, Paula?" Thora said looking at the elder of the Birch sisters.
"Same, I never tried them before today."
"Please give me the rest of them!" Thora said and held out her hand.
Paula reached into her skirt pocket and found a small paper bag and emptied the contents into Thora's hand. There they lay, looking just like candy, drop shaped and of the same enticing colour as crispy, ripe apples. They even smelled temptingly like apples.
"And from where did you get those Dream Drops?" Thora asked, a bit mollified by Paula's ready compliance.
. . . . . To be continued
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June 3 question - Do most of your story ideas come from one place (the news, dreams, etc.) or do they hit from all over the place?My answer - My inspiration and story ideas come from literally all over the place. An overheard conversation, a photo, a smell, biking through the woods ... and as today from the prompts in Words for Wednesday.
For this story the Effervescent water comes from the prompts from May 6, and the Dream Drops comes from Heaven knows where. I no longer remember the idea for the Birch sisters - probably just from Koivu, their last name meaning Birch. Thora's name comes from an Icelandic lady of my wider family, and her person and demeanor is an idealized version of one of my teachers at school. The Farm proper is a real building from a place I visited frequently as a child, remade into a school of magic - and this idea comes from many books and my wanting to learn to fly and brew potions from very small.
