Sleepwalking my way through life: Another challenge



Another challenge

“I want you and, by extension, me to write about…”

I paused for a moment and tapped the edge of my pen on my bottom lip, looking thoughtfully into space for inspiration of a good topic.

“Flowers.”

I smirked broadly, watching as Jules’ face fell.

“Did I ever tell you about my overwhelming hate for flowers?”

“Then it should be interesting to write about.” I smiled. Jules looked at me despairingly before narrowing her eyes. She sat back in the chair and folded her legs up, resting her feet on the edge of the cushion and bringing her knees under her chin.

“We have twenty minutes to write it.” She clicked her pen open and began writing.

I, on the other hand, stared blankly into space. I was too preoccupied with my thumping headache and the looming Christmas tree to think about flowers. I could hear Jules scratching away with her pen and I was feeling a bit nervous. Tentatively I put pen to paper and thought of the most beautiful flower I had ever seen before I began scarring the paper with my words.

“Done!”

I looked up, Jules smiling evilly at me and waving her paper over her head. She laughed at my inability to write, and I threw my pen at her.
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2 Comments:

At 8:54 pm, Anonymous Vivian said...

At least the challenge gave birth two really superb blogposts!

 
At 11:15 pm, Anonymous fred said...

if you couldnt write about flowers wy didnt you just write about your flowery vocabulary. im sure you could a dragged a paragraphs worth of anyhtin out to around 3 or 4 sides of a4 simply by inserting some of your much loved adjectives.....zzzzzzzz

 

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