What a very clever idea! Fellow blogger, Liam, has created a wonderful challenge for all to participate in. Seems like it’ll be a lot of fun and will get those creative juices flowing.
Please visit his page at http://thelifeofathinker.wordpress.com to get all the information.
The rules were taken directly from Liam’s page so you’ll have to go there for Rule #4.
If This is the Title…
Sounds amazing, I know. So here are a few things that need explaining.
1. First of all, a random “title” will be given.
2. It is then your job to write a story based on the title.
3. There is no word limit, but the shorter the better (500 words would probably be the maximum).
4. Then post your story on your blog, linking the post in a comment on this post.
5. The “deadline” is the Wednesday after. I will then, as well as tasking with the next title, will mention my favourite on that post and link to your blog/Twitter/Facebook etc. Everyone’s a winner!
This is designed to test your creativity, so I’ll join in too!
This week’s title is: The Missing Item
My contribution to this week’s challenge….
The Missing Item
“Where is it?” Cora demanded.
Roderick glanced away from the football game to see what Cora was up to. She was standing there with her hands on her hips glaring at him. “What are you talking about?” he asked and turned his attention back to the television screen.
This wasn’t the first time Cora had been ranting and raving about something. It always turned out to be nothing. In the beginning he would get all worked up also but he learned quickly to just leave her alone.
“Roderick, what did you do with it?”
“Cora, move from in front of the tv. You know I’m trying to watch the game.”
“I need it back Roderick. It’s important to me.”
“Are you going to move?”
“Not until you give it back,” Cora said.
“Ugh, what is it Cora? What is it that you have lost but claim I have.”
“My mind, Roderick. You took it from me last night and I need it back.”
Roderick sat up and moved to the edge of his seat. He stared up at Cora with his mouth wide open. She could not be serious. Nah, she wasn’t he finally concluded and slid back in his seat to finish watching the game.
“Please Roderick,” Cora pleaded. She slumped down into a heap on the floor and started sobbing uncontrollably. “Please help me find it.”
It was at that point that Roderick knew he seriously needed to get his wife some help.