Haven’t done this in awhile.
The weekend Trifecta writing challenge: We’re asking for 30 of your own words plus the three following words for a total of 33 words.
Staring out the window of my loft
My tether shattered
I feel hopeless and alone
Rain falls as I long for an end
Silently, almost knowingly, the crown of the oak tree beckons
This time, I’m cheating a little and combining two writing challenges.
The first one I saw on Facebook (my apologies because I can’t remember the page name). The writing prompt read: Go to page 49 of the book closest to you and use the first sentence as a writing prompt. The book closest to me was A Wrinkle in Time and the first sentence was “Sure, go ahead.”
The Trifecta challenge is to write between 33-333 words using the 3rd definition of the word club. I did something different this time and wrote 333 words. EXACTLY. 🙂
b : the meeting place of a club <lunch at the club>
e : an athletic association or team
My entry…
“Sure, go ahead.” These were the last words I said to Malcolm as he walked out of our bedroom. We’d had an argument the night before. I was still upset with him so my words were tinged with anger when he asked if I minded if he went fishing with friends. The truth is I didn’t mean for them to come out that way, but it happened. He left so quickly there was nothing I could do except wait until he came home.
With a sigh, I reluctantly got out of bed, ran a comb through my hair, tossed on a tank top and shorts because the temps were going to be in the 90s that afternoon, then started my house work. It didn’t take long and left free time to make lunch plans with a friend I’d not seen in awhile. We made arrangements to meet at our country club.
On my way home, I stopped to pick up dinner. I planned to serve his favorite meal along with a heartfelt apology for the previous evening. As I headed back to my car, I was stopped suddenly by a shiver. Sweat was dripping off my brow and I’d just tossed my hair up into a ponytail. Temps had reached 94 degrees. It was odd but I thought little of it, except for a passing prayer that I wasn’t coming down with the flu, as I made my way to the car and left.
I began to worry as it got later, darker and still Malcolm hadn’t come home. As I paced the living room, unsure if I should be angry or scared, the phone rang and somehow, instinctively and instantly, I knew. Another shiver passed through me and I knew I’d never have a chance to apologize to the man who owned my heart.
I buried him three days later. As I stood there weeping, I felt him pass through me and heard his voice say one last time “I love you.”
This week’s Trifecta challenge:
As usual, I stuck with 33 words.
Your eyes…illumined by a heavenly light;
Your touch…on my skin like a whisper;
Your heart…beating with mine in a perfect rhythm;
Your kiss…so gentle and sweet;
Your love…a gift I will treasure always.
This week’s Trifecta challenge & you know me…I like to stick w/ 33 words and leave the rest up to you guys. 😉
On to the weekly, one-word prompt. This week’s word is:
APPEAR
1a : to be or come in sight <the sun appears on the horizon>
b : to show up <appears promptly at eight each day>
2: to come formally before an authoritative body <must appear in court today>
3: to have an outward aspect : seem <appears happy enough>
“You appear to be apologetic yet we both know you aren’t sincere. I hate you!”
These were the last words spoken before he passed away.
Words have the power to break our hearts.
The weekend Trifecta challenge:
On now to our weekend challenge. This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession. You’re free to write non-fiction or fiction or to blur the lines in between. We just encourage you to get creative and give us your best.
My semi-creative way of admitting I ate ice cream for dinner the other night. Straight out of the carton. NO GUILT!
Frozen, delightful, yummy treat
Chocolate ice cream I did eat.
Creamy goodness, no bowl did I need
Eating it all, I did succeed!
To celebrate, happiness is key
Yes! Happy Birthday to me!
Totally made a pig of myself and I don’t care!
1 : of, relating to, or being a pedant(see pedant)
2 : narrowly, stodgily, and often ostentatiously learned
3 : unimaginative, pedestrian
“This can’t continue,” he said.
Her response is quiet, barely a whisper, “I have disappointed you.”
Her acquiescence angers him, “There must be change! It’s all so pedantic! I can’t take it anymore!”
The Smoking Squirrel 