Thursday Result of WEW #18

WEW #18

Prompt: Use what words you want or as many as you want – or you can work on alliteration.  You can add your own words as well or pick another letter and do another group of words.  Anything goes!

laughter, loss, love, loot, lazy, languorous, loopy, light, lemon, lost, lump, lips, Lucifer, languish, large, lackey, lit, lamp, luck, lounge

Result:

Lucky took a wrong turn and went left instead of right. He languished on this unknown street. There was lots of loot in the store windows. There was laughter at the end of the cobblestone street. He lazily walked towards the sound, hands in pockets. He didn’t want to appear lost or loopy.

Lucky rounded the corner and spied a large group of kids, just like him. He lounged against the side of a stone building, waiting for an invitation.

He tied his untied shoe, flipped a penny in his palm and as luck would find Lucky, a small, shy girl approached him, licked her lips and smiled. Her eyes lit up and so did his. Hers was for the penny, his was for the girl.

Writing Exercise Wednesday #18

WEW #18 Time for some fun with alliteration!

Prompt: Use what words you want or as many as you want – or you can work on alliteration.  You can add your own words as well or pick another letter and do another group of words.  Anything goes!

laughter, loss, love, loot, lazy, languorous, loopy, light, lemon, lost, lump, lips, Lucifer, languish, large, lackey, lit, lamp, luck, lounge

Thursday Result of WEW #17

I can't believe I did it again - late, late, late!  But better than never. Next week we'll do an exercise with alliteration.

WEW #17

Prompt: fireworks, caterwauling, peace

Result:

“Climb every mountain,” Aunt Pearl started singing.

“For the love and peace of Pete,” Grandma hollered.

I knew what was coming next. I climbed up into the chair with the burgundy blanket. I had my drink and a snack – I was ready for the fireworks to begin.

“Forge every stream,” Aunt Pearl continued.

“If you don’t quiet your caterwauling,” Grandma yelled, “I’ll quit it for ya.”

Grandpa leaned over to me. “Do ya got your earplugs?”

I opened my hand and showed them to him.

“Follow every rainbow…”

“Now!” Grandpa said.

We made it just in time for the last line and the high note.

Grandma scowled. “Pearl, you are gonna be the death of me yet.”

Writing Exercise Wednesday #17

Oh my goodness!  Where did the time go today. 
Here's a new execise - enjoy and have fun!!!

WEW #17

Prompt: fireworks, caterwauling, peace

Book Review: Fracture by Megan Miranda

Fracture
by Megan Miranda


"If you had one day left to live, what would you do?" This is the ultimate question in a riveting first novel by Megan Miranda, which delves into some weighty issues: life, love, death and class ranking.

Seventeen-year-old Delaney Maxwell shouldn't be alive. She shouldn't be returning to school after missing just two weeks of classes for falling through the ice. She was underwater for 11 minutes. But despite having a brain scan that showed substantial brain damage, Delaney rushes back to competing for class valedictorian, to seeing her friends and to figuring out her relationship with long-time best friend Decker, who pulled her out of the frozen lake. Except that Delaney is far from normal. She can feel the pull of death now and is drawn to people who are dying. She believes she should be able to save them, the way she was saved by Decker. After her unsuccessful attempts, she shuts herself off from everyone who loves her. Then she meets Troy, who has also been in a coma and feels the pull of death, too. At first, Troy appears to hold the answers Delaney seeks. But his character becomes increasingly dark, and Delaney must choose between life and death, Decker and Troy.

The cold Maine climate perfectly sets the stage for Delaney's bitter struggle as she tries to find her new normal. This novel is a compelling page-turner, from the moment Delaney wakes up in her hospital bed, right through to the end, when Delaney returns to the frozen lake to confront her demons. --Lynn Becker, host of Book Talk, the monthly online discussion of children's books for SCBWI. First appeared in Shelf Awareness for Readers 1/17/12, reprinted with permission.

Discover: A compulsively readable story about a girl who survives a drowning, and now feels the pull of death.

Lynn Becker

www.lynnbeckerbooks.com

Thursday Result of WEW #16

Result:

WEW #16

Prompt: Photo time – write whatever strikes your fancy – poem, prose, dialogue, description, setting. (See Wed exercise for photos)

The ‘shroom looks like a loom

Fibrous, white strands

Stretched, pulled

Tying the cap and stem

Holding, containing

Moisture and meat

Bulbous as it rocks

Umbrella in its duty

Warding off and keeping in

Light, dark

Unique with its flaws

Perfect in its form

The ‘shroom looks like a loom.

Writing Exercise Wednesday #16

WEW #16

Prompt: Photo time – write whatever strikes your fancy – poem, prose, dialogue, description, setting. Go for it!

Thursday Result of WEW #15

WEW #15

Prompt: Time for some comedy and fun – let it fly!

vapid, synonym, panhandle, piggyback.

Result:

“Now, Floor-e-da, is known as a pan-handle,” the tour guide said. “Does everybody know what a pan-handle is?”

All the kids groaned.

“Let’s move on to the al-e-ga-tors. Does everyone know what an al-e-ga-tor is?  It is not a croc-odile.”

“This trip is a croc,” Shelby muttered to Mac.

“You’re telling me.”

Shelby rode piggyback on Mac as they followed the class tour.

“Isn’t crocodile a synonym for alligator?” one kid asked, stifling his laugh.

The tour guide stopped and faced the group. “One might think so but there is a large difference. Does anybody know the difference?”

Nobody spoke.

“On our right here is a Water Vapid,” the guide said.

“You mean a Water Viper?” Shelby asked.

“Excuse me. Yes. A vi-por.”

The class cracked up and continued on the tour.

Writing Exercise Wednesday #15

Yesterday was a sad day in publishing and kidlit - we are all so lucky to read books by Maurice Sendak.
What better way to celebrate the great author than by creating something.

WEW #15

Prompt: Time for some comedy and fun – let it fly!

vapid, synonym, panhandle, piggyback

Thursday Result of WEW #14

WEW #14

Prompt: cut-offs, habit, imitate, raisin, writhe, idiocy, toast, cardboard

Result:

Writhing in the moist dirt, the worms ignored the raisin toast Jenny crumbled for them to eat.

“Come on, eat,” she said.  She shook her head and bit her bottom lip.  She kept biting it until it cracked and bled.  Just like her fingernails.

Dressed in cut-offs and t-shirt, Jenny placed her cardboard sign around her neck.  The twine holding it together was frayed and sun bleached.  Her sign said: Idiocy. And on the other side it said: Stop.

Her brother John often imitated Jenny, making faces until she cried.  He was the reason she wore the sign.  Jenny was determined to teach her brother a thing or two about reading and manners.

It was the most difficult job she had and she bore it like a crusade.

         Jenny would put an end to idiocy and she decided to start in her very own house.  Never mind that the worms didn't eat the toast.  She would work on them next.

Writing Exercise Wednesday #14

I hope y'all are having fun with these. I'd love to hear from you and share your exercise. Write on!

WEW #14

Prompt: cut-offs, habit, imitate, raisin, writhe, idiocy, toast, cardboard